"Chloe move off the set!" Some skinny little brunette says to me.
"I'm sizing people, deal with it." I snap.
The amount of annoying girls on this set makes me want to throw myself out a window.
It's only the fifth practice, and I'm already going insane.
I'm the queen of the school, yet I'm still at the school at five on a Friday.
I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket.
It's Charles.
"What?" I snap without realizing.
"Woah woah there, tiger. Why the attitude?" He inquires.
"Sorry, just a long day."
"What's wrong?" He asks with concern evident in his voice.
"Just a lot of people who think they're better than me on set."
"Woah nobody is better than Chloe Bridger. I'm the only one that falls closely behind." He jokes.
"True."
"Let's get out tonight. Say you have a family dinner, and get out of there. I'll be there in five." Thank god he said that.
"On it! Thank you much!" I hang up.
I walk over to Mrs. Merill.
"Hey I have a family dinner tonight. Can I go now?" I question.
"Of course, thanks for all your help!"
I grab my stuff and hop into Charles' car.
"You aren't wearing that, are you?" He says.
"I have a party dress and heels in my bag from a few weeks ago. I'm always prepared!"
"Then change."
"Look and I'll fight you!" I threatened.
"I won't look but okay."
I pull the straight black dress out of my bag and change. It is formfitting, perfect for the occasion.
After I put it on, I grab my red Louboutins.
"Where are we going?" I ask Charles.
"You'll see"
He turned on the radio.
Flyin high,
Livin careless,
On the edge of wild and reckless.
Hold on tight,
I'm about to show ya one hell of a night
"Just a preview" he says as he turns the radio off.
When we finally arrive at our destination, a valet walks up to our car. Charles gives him the keys, and we enter the place.
It was a club in a hotel.
"We aren't old enough!" I exclaim.
"According to this," he hands me a fake ID "you're 21."
We enter the clubs walls, and head for the bar.
I order some drink that is white. It tastes like perfection. I down the first one in under a minute.
"Another!" I order.
"Here." The bartender hands me my drink.
I take a sip but then see Charles motioning me over to the other side of the bar.
I start walking over. I get about halfway until I realize I left my drink back on the other side.
I turn back to see a man with a white shirt and black dress pants hurrying away from my old seat.
Confused as I am, I just put him off as a crazy drunken man.
I grab my drink and take a seat next to Charles.
"I'll be on the dance floor!" He yells over the music.
I finish the rest of my drink, and before I can get up and join Charles on the dance floor, the man I saw earlier approaches me.
He is surprisingly really nice. We carry on a great conversation.
All of a sudden, my vision gets blurry, and my head starts pounding.
The man questions if I would like to lay down on the couch in his hotel room.
I take the offer since I can barely see.
He escorts me out of the club, and to his room on the base floor.
When he gets me in, he throws me on the bed, and tries to get my dress off.
Thankfully, Charles rushes in and punches the man. He makes sure the man is completely unconscious before carrying me out.
He rushes me out to his car, lays me in the passenger seat, and drives to his house.
When we finally arrive, he lays me in his bed, changes me into a big tee-shirt, and lays me so I can sleep.
The next morning, I wake up with a pounding headache.
I head out to the unfamiliar kitchen. I do not remember any of last night.
I question Charles about it. He explains everything.
"You saved me!" I say.
"That man drugged you. I'm always there for you."
It got silent.
He leaned in.
I did the same.
Our lips connected like puzzle pieces.
We hold a passionate, lustful kiss.
Before the kiss deepens, we pull away.
"I don't want to go too fast." I whisper.
He smiles at me, and makes me breakfast.
After breakfast, he drives me home.
I thank him for everything. He escorts me to my door.
"See you on Monday!" He says.
"See you" I smile.
A lot can happen in a matter of 24 hours.
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I updated twice today :) eep!
I had so many ideas for this chapter, but this sure fit in well. I hope you all enjoyed it!
Happy Wednesday night!
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Teen Fiction*BOOK ONE OF THE REVENGE SERIES* From past affairs, past friendships, and past clients, you could say Chloe has been done wrong. You NEVER should cross Chloe. Her parents are well recognized in the fashion and business industries. She, herself is cu...
