Lessons To Learn

Chapter 3

Picture of Tara’s Dress to the side :P

Tara’s POV

I got out of the elevator and saw Blake at the entrance of the Hotel with a big smile on his face. I couldn’t hold in the laughter anymore and just burst out laughing my ass off. I saw Blake laughing along as he was walking towards me. Guess he saw what I did. After a few minutes of laughter, we started walking out of the hotel. “Did you see what he was doing to me?!!!! Ugly pig! He was kissing me all over. HAHAHAHA”

I laughed again, not concerned one bit about people giving us strange looks. “You didn’t even need to use the drug on him, you just freaking punched him and he was knocked out. HAHAHAHAH” Blake said and we both broke down into another fit of laughter. “Nice dress, by the way” Blake said with an obvious mocking tone.

Before I knocked him out, maid gave me a very, very, VERY, slutty navy blue and silver dress, which John obviously ordered. “Why thank you, Sir Blake. I should be saying the same thing about you’re plane white shirt and ugly, worn-out, grey shorts” I said in an informal way which made him TRY to glare at me but couldn’t since he started laughing again.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of piercing eyes, staring at me. I looked around and saw Luke. Luke Hunter. His eyes were focused on me with interest, amusement and enthusiasm at the same time. His eyes held a glint of ‘want’ all over them. His lips were separated and held a mischievous smile on them. He looked so…….so……..dreamy yet…………scary as he held that expression on for a while, looking straight at me.

Luke’s POV

I stepped into the car, my dad following behind and headed out back home. About 10 minutes later, I realized that I forgot my cell phone on the table. I smacked my forehead with the palm of my hand and looked over at dad, who was looking at me with concern. “Dad, I forgot my phone at the hotel” I said to dad and he nodded, telling the driver to go back to the hotel.

We got to the hotel and I told my dad to go back home and he nodded. I turned around, heading to the entrance of the hotel when suddenly was faced with a girl wearing a clubbing dress and laughing her ass off with a guy. Her golden, silky hair flowing around every time she moved.

Her hazel eyes looking at the guy next to her and talking. Her dress fitting perfectly, showing off her amazing curves. I couldn’t help but stare at her with interest and amusement. I could tell that my eyes were showing all my emotions and my lips curved upwards into a mischievous smirk. I know very well that I look really evil at the moment but didn’t give a damn about it. I could hear their conversation since they were so loud.

“Did you see what he was doing to me?!!!! Ugly pig! He was kissing me all over. HAHAHAHA” she continued laughing. “You didn’t even need to use the drug on him, you just freaking punched him and he was knocked out. HAHAHAHAH” the boy next to her said and both of them broke down into another fit of laughter. “Nice dress, by the way” the boy said with a mocking tone.

“Why thank you, Sir Blake. I should be saying the same thing about you’re plane white shirt and ugly, worn-out, grey shorts” she said in an informal way which made him TRY to glare at her but couldn’t since he started laughing again. Suddenly, she stopped laughing and started to look around when her eyes finally landing on mine.