From the perfect start

Chapter 9- Again

"Is she like you? So... energetic?"

"I am not energetic and no we are completely different. I don't know how to describe it but she won't bite. Only if you want her to."
I say, winking at him.

"Ok. I will come along."
"Yes. Great, then let's walk down the street and wait there for her. I don't like being here any longer, honestly."

"You didn't enjoy it?"

"It just wasn't for me and I don't like the people."

"Fuck, I am so sorry and I forced you to come here but I guess I don't like them either. At least the few I talked to are massive idiots."

"You didn't force me, ok? Everything is alright and yeah the ones I talked to didn't seem like the nicest either."

He gives me a little smile and then presses his lips tightly together while giving me a short nod. When he turns around we walk down the street, the alcohol still messing with my brain.
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"Aleandra. Fuck, I missed you." I hear the familiar voice yelling and as I look up from my phone I see my best friend stumbling out of a black limousine.

Oh no, what the hell?!

She storms towards me on wobbly legs and throws her arms around me.
"You are in a good mood," I say, letting out a chuckle as I see the grin on her face and the sparkle in her eyes.

"I am feeling amazing but you don't, right. You look so sad. Are you sad?"

"I am not sad, the alcohol makes you think that. I am good."

"No. You are sad but the good thing is I have a surprise for you." She rambles as she steps away and grips my hand tightly.

She moves to the side and lifts her arm to show off the expensive car.
"Eh... Emmabell. I don't understand? Did you rent it or stole it?"

"No silly, it's not about the car. But the people in it. Kaden and some other guy-I forgot his name-are in there. Oh, and Harvey but I ignore him the entire night. We met at the party I went to and they are waiting inside for us."

Oh no. She is ignoring Harvey? God, that's so her.

"Kaden is here? And why are you ignoring Harvey?" I say, trying not to sound too shocked or overwhelmed.

I thought I would never see him again.

You don't even know that guy, my brain says but the alcohol in my system ignores everything my head thinks.

"Yes, he is and he looks so hot." She says ignoring my other question.

"Oh, is that Oliver?" Before I can reply her gaze meets the guy behind me and her face lights up.

She looks at him and then flashes me a look that tells me how attractive she finds him.

He is beautiful, indeed and the little things I already know about him make me like him even more.

"Yes, that's me," Oliver says, stretching out his hand, looking a little overwhelmed by her.

"Sure she doesn't bite?" He asks with a bit of humor in his voice as she shakes his hand for a short moment.

"Only if you want me to." She replies with a grin on her face.

"See." Oliver and I try to hold back a laugh at her repeating the same lame joke I said before.

"Ok, stop with the chatting now. We have to get in and party. I swear I am not drunk at all. I still have to do so many things this night. I am way too sober."