SUMMER'S RAIN

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 3

We pull into an over crowed parking in front of the club we notice the line to get through the door is a mile long hens the over crowed parking lot. Angie finds what has to be the only available spot to park in the entire lot. It also happens to be the one spot farthest away from the club. Oh well who cares we are here we made it and tonight is going to be great. It’s going on seven o’clock so it’s beginning to get dark. There are a few guys checking us out as we head toward the back of the line. I am smiling at one guy when I hear it the first time. Someone calling my name, I turn around praying to God it isn’t someone who knows my parents. I search everywhere but see no one. Looking back at Liz and Angie, I question them if they heard anyone calling my name. They both say no then Angie tells me it’s just my nerves getting the best of me. Thinking she’s probably right I join the conversation they are having about college. After a while, the line starts to move a little. I begin walking forwards when I hear my name called again. Looking around I catch sight of three people across the street looking at me, two guys one girl.

One of the guys is staring at me in a way that makes me feel like he can see straight to my soul. I feel cold chills run up my spine. Liz looks at me noticing my eyes glued across the street she asks what I’m staring at as her eyes follow mine.

 “Ah I see what you’re looking at" she replies. Angie turns to see what we were talking about

“Oh my God that has to be one of the best-looking guys I’ve seen in my life. If I’m reading him right Lana, I believe he thinks you’re the best-looking thing he’s ever seen in his life.” Angie laughs at her on stupid joke.

 My eye's leaves the three people across the road before pinning both my friend’s eyes with my own desperately begging. “Didn't you guys hear them calling my name?”

They both shake their heads no. “Do you know them?” Angie asked.

“No, I don’t know them.” I answer my attention going back across the road. I know I heard one of them calling my name it was a male’s voice so that leaves the girl out. My eyes lock directly on the guy I said was staring at me like he could see my soul our eyes meet neither of us breaking eyes contact he is beautiful he has blond hair cut into a cute shaggy style he’s muscular but not in the bulky way of uh body builder no his frame is more the built of a fighter I’m positive if he lifted his tight gray tee-shirt up I’d be able to count the abs from here. The shirt appears to be tight enough I might be able to see his abs though the shirt if he were closer. His wide shoulders appearing as it might burst from the too tight material entrapping them. His dark jeans ride low on his narrowing hips. His long legs supporting his six plus foot frame. I know without a doubt it is him I hear I’m not sure how I know but I do call it intuiting I guess. How do they know me? How does he know me? Why are they standing over there watching me instead of introducing themselves if they want to speak to me? I break eye contact looking away for a second but then my eyes unwillingly seek his out again but he’s gone that fast one second he is there but he disappears in the time it takes me to look down at my boots then back up again. I search for him without luck but I do see the other guy and the girl looking towards me. Getting Angie’s attention I tell her to look at them and how they are watching me."

“Hell Lana” Angie says “the girl probably dates Mr. Gorgeous she saw the way he was eyeing your fine ass; I might be wrong but I’d say she is pissed off at you. Even as we speak she is deciding the best way to kick your ass without her having her hottie of uh boyfriend getting pissed towards her. The other tall glass of water over there is wondering which girl he is going to get lucky with tonight he’s checking every female here out. Now come on you need to calm your ass down. Turn around stop staring over there before we end up in a fight before we even make it in the club.”

I roll my eyes at Angie, but I would hate for the girl to think I am checking out her boyfriend. Still in the back of my mind something about those people scares me. “I don't care what the girl thinks” I reply

“Trust me I’m not the least bit interested in her guy.”

“Yeah sure you’re not” Angie says while Liz laughs. “So if they come in the club tonight and she’s not with Mr. Gorgeous, you don't mind if I go after him, then right?” Angie questions with a smirk on her beautiful face.

 “If he’s your type go for it…I could care less.” I tilt my head enough I can look across the street using my peripheral vision to see if he is back, there he stands looking at me. I return my gaze back to my friends trying to forget about the three people on the other side of the road. The line begins moving again this time we make it to the front. The door guy is a hottie, so I give him a big flirty smile. He smiles back at me. It doesn’t take long before our flirty smiles have turned into full blown flirting. I ask him if he will be at the door the entire night. He tells me he gets a break in a couple of hours, so I tell him to come look me up. He opens the gate to let us go through the door but takes me by the hand before I can go. He tells me he will find me in a couple of hours to save him a dance. I tell him I’ll be waiting before walking away from him.

“Oh my God Lana,” Liz says her voice excited “you have as much brass as Angie does.

Laughing at Liz, I respond to her “if you see something you like you have to go for it, girl; and I got to tell you there was nothing there not to like my god he’s hot.” We both laugh at my craziness as we walk into the club.