I walked through the crowd as I searched for

my ever annoying blonde best friend, Mila.

It wasn't that hard. She always somehow

managed to find me first. She waved at me with her stupid annoying grin while

sitting on a couch along with the rest of our friends.

I rolled my eyes as I walked towards her,

bumping a lot of sweaty bodies along the way and almost spilling their drinks.

However I'd rather clean my best friend’s vomit than being lusted by these

horny sweaty college boys. I feel like they intentionally bumped into me just

so they could have my attention. Ugh.

As I reached to the couch, my best friend

immediately pulled me to her side with a stupid smile of excitement on her

face.

"Damn! I knew the dress would look good

on you!" She exclaimed and I just rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

She giggled. "I'm glad you're able to

make it. I thought your gig would hold you up again."

"You know it's not really the gig. The

guys just keep asking me to stay. I told them that if I don't make it tonight,

you'll have my head for breakfast tomorrow." She laughed and then suddenly

frowned.

"You're damn right." Her face was

serious and scary. I just shook my head in response.

"Heyyy, my favorite girlfriend is

here." In came my other best friend. He sat between me and Mila, his arm

went around m shoulders as he embraced me in one of his famous hugs and kissed

my forehead like he usually does.

"Have you decided for the upcoming

camping?" I arched my eyebrow.

"Dude, that's three weeks from now. Can

we just enjoy your party for now?"

He frowned. "Ugh, hello? Do I need to

remind you that I'm always here to remind you that you always forget our trips

and you just remember it a day or few days before the said date? And then you

don't even bother to ask your parents' permission which makes Mila and me a

huge burnt toast." Mila nodded like a little child agreeing with what Remi

had said.

"She's right, babe. We can't afford to

face your parents' wrath again. They're fucking scary." She said as she

shook her head while raising her hands in surrender.

"Point taken." I agreed. "I'll

ask my parents tomorrow. You could remind me again, Rems." I bumped his

shoulder playfully with a teasing grin.

"Of course, what'll you do without me,

babe?"

I laughed. "I don't know. Maybe free from

your stupid face." Mila and I laughed as he scowled at us.

"You're evil. I can't even believe I held

this party just so I could save your sorry ***." He shook his head with

amusement.

Did I mention that whenever I have a gig, Remi

holds parties just so he could cover me from my parents on finding out what I

actually do in certain events? To be honest, I'm actually a vocalist in a band

who has become pretty popular recently.

Why exactly am I hiding this exciting part of

my life?

My parents never supported me on this. In fact,

they hated the thought of me having a talent in music. They said it was

something that would sway me from the path they forged for me.

I am an heiress. And they want me to stay that

way.

"I know. That's why you're my number one,

Rems." I gave him my full blown smile showing how happy and thankful I am

that he's my best friend.

"Ah, excuse me." Mila protested

sassily. "I'm the original number one here. You're just second number one.

A replacement. My substitute." As she scowled at him.

And now the bickering begins.

"You're just jealous because Kai finally

said it."

"Well, she tells me that every time.

Pity, you just heard it." She spat.

"Kyree!" They called in unison. They

were looking at me with their eyes saying to end this argument by telling who's

who.

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm going to get a drink." I stood

from the couch.

"Hey, I'm going with you." Mila

hollered.

"I'm going to stick with the guys. Catch

you two later?" We nodded as he hugged both of us together around his

arms.

Mila and I went to the minibar they made and

asked for our drinks. She got vodka cranberry for us.

"How was your gig tonight?" She

asked as she drank her vodka.

"The usual." I shrugged. "I had

to hurry back though. I don't want a certain someone having my head on her

plate." She rolled her eyes as I laughed.

"You have every obligation to come to the

parties he hosts. I mean it is for you. Every damn time." She added the

last part with a roll of her eyes and shook her head.

I smiled as I felt thankful to the both of

them. The frat brothers didn't need to know that their leader is throwing

parties just for me. It's our secret. It's our cover.

"I know. I wish there could be another

way to do this." I looked down to my glass feeling disappointed.

"Well I wish your parents wouldn't have

to be assholes and let you live your life the way you want to." She

crossed her arms with a frown, letting herself lean against the counter.

"You're pure talent, Kai. You never failed to let the crowd go wild. Not

every singer or artist can do that. It's a shame that your family doesn't even

know that big part of you. And I'm so angry about it."

I sighed with a smile. As long as these two

support and love me, I feel like it's enough. They're my true family.

"Anyways, you should go have fun

tonight." My eyebrows creased as I stared at her inquisitively.

"Me? Not us?"

"Yes." She grinned with conviction.

"Every party you just sit down and watch us have fun. I didn't let you

wear every dress I bought for you just so you could sit down."

"Hey, you know I'm exhausted from our

performance and I enjoy watching you guys get wasted and feel stupid the next

day." I teased.

"Whatever. I'm not gonna fall for your

excuses. We're gonna find you a guy tonight." I rolled my eyes as I took a

drink of my vodka. How many times did we actually roll our eyes tonight?

"Ugh. I hate your lack of enthusiasm. How

about this? We're going to have a bet."

"A bet?" I raised my eyebrow as I

stared at her bemused.

"Yes. I'm going to find a guy for you and

you're going to go to him, talk to him, dance with him, just whatever it is

that doesn't get your butt attach on a couch.” I laughed at her weirdness.

“He's going to be your company for tonight."

"What if I don't want to?" I asked

challengingly, a teasing grin appeared on my face.

"You automatically give me one thousand

bucks." She shrugged.

I laughed. "What makes you think I'll

actually do it?"

She then pointed her painted index finger to

me. "Because babe, you have no choice. Did you forget when Remi is not

holding any party, you go to my house to 'sleepover'?" While air quoting

the word sleepover.

I narrowed my eyes at her. "You're

evil."

She crossed her arms and said, "No, I

just don't stop until I get what I want. There's a difference." She shrugged.

I smacked her arm while she reacted an ouch.

"If I win, you give me that two thousand bucks for being spoiled and I get

to 'sleepover' at your house anytime." Making sure to emphasize the said

word.

She grinned at me almost mischievously.

"Deal."

She grinned at me almost mischievously.

"Deal."

Well that's just shady.

She then started searching to the crowd in

interest while I stood beside her with a pout and an ugly frown.

Stupid best friend.

"Ah!" She yelled, acted as if she finally

found her lab rat. I frowned even more as I glared at her at the same time.

"This one... this one, he's pretty

popular." She put her hands on my shoulders and continued. "You

should know him. I mean the guy is a heartthrob. The type who's nice like the

boy next door who helps a grandma cross the road." I eyed her in

disbelief. Mila is such a weirdo. Can't help but smile about it though.

"I don't know anyone of the sort. I don't

know anyone who's good. Everyone is bad. Like for example... you." I narrowed

my eyes at her. She smacked me back in my arm. I winced at the impact and the

pain it brought.

"Stop making me love you even more."

She warned sarcastically. She nodded her head to a certain direction. I

followed her line of sight with a raised brow.

There's too many people. Too many guys to know

who she meant so I acted like I was searching, even though I wasn’t.

"Keelan... do you know him?" She

smirked proudly.

I eyed the guy who was holding a red cup. He

was talking to someone, not a girl. Mila was right. He really looked like a

nice guy. He has light brown hair, almost blonde when hit with light. It was a

bit long but was swept back not to cover his eyes. I don't know the color of

his eyes but it appeared to be light. He was wearing a white t-shirt. It

snugged his body so perfectly, his biceps bulged and from the looks of it, he

damn well has abs hiding underneath that shirt. He dressed simple but he looked

so hot.

Damn. Mila is so right. I almost bit my lip at

the sight but I’m not gonna give her the satisfaction.

My sight shifted back to my weird best friend.

"You must have forgotten that I maintain

a certain amount of distance from other students fearing that I'd be found out.

I'm only hanging out with you and Remi and the others. Remember?"

"Ugh." She then rolled her eyes.

"You're so helpless, Kai." She then faced me with determination.

"I choose him to be your date tonight. At least with him, I won't be

worried. I don't want a so-called bad boy with you. I mean bad guys are hot and

sexy but I don't want them with you. You're already living a dangerous

life." She laughed as she said the end of her little speech.

"Whatever." I mumbled as I felt a

bit embarrassed and guilty from what she said.

I mean it is true. Living a double life is

extremely difficult. You're in constant watch whether someone's going to blow

your cover and report it to your asshole of a parents.

I sighed. "You owe me two thousand

dollars for this." I huffed as I walked towards the guy.

"That is if you'll win, baby!" She

shouted as I continued my way through the crowd.

I raised my head to watch him as I eased my

way through the crowd. It wasn't even that long, a girl approached them with a

flirtatious smile.

I stopped and turned to look at Mila. Nodding

at her and signaling her that someone was already there before me.

She smirked at me mischievously. She swiped

her palm with her other hand like it had invisible money flying as she swiped

it. I rolled my eyes. Okay. Challenge accepted.

No matter how rich we are, still... the things

I could buy with a thousand bucks. Better yet, two thousand. I'm going to buy

that guitar I'm eyeing on. Can't even buy it with my credit card or else I'd be

screwed if they found out.

I greeted my target with a grin as I reached

in front of him. A grin? Really? I feel like I'm a naive little teenager. I

shook away my thoughts and focused on my mission.

"Hi." I stopped as I realized I was

rocking my body back and forth childishly.

Keelan, my target, smiled at me softly but the

confusion on his face was quite noticeable. I ignored the girl beside him who

wasn't discreet with her scowl. The guy he was talking with earlier was long

gone.

"Can I help you?" The girl asked in

his stead.

I raised a brow at her. I again ignored her.

Sometimes I question the universe how it allows girls like her to torment other

people. Yes, the universe. She could be living in mars and she would still

torment aliens.

"I need your help."

Keelan raised his brow with clear amusement.

He looked at the girl beside him and smiled at her. "Talk to you

later?"

The girl scowled even more and walked away

without any word. But the guy in front of me just smiled. I find him weird

because I've never really seen anyone this nice... this clean. It felt like

whatever everyone's talking about- that he's nice, charming and a gentleman,

it's all true. I guess I’m kinda intrigued with that cause I’m always

surrounded by Mila’s and Remi’s evilness.

His smile never wore off. I shook my train of

thoughts as he waited for me to talk. There was a glint of amusement in his

eyes as he noticed me studying him.

"How can I help you?" He finally

asked as it took time for me to speak.

"Oh, right. My friend and I had a bet.

She finds someone for me to hang out with and if I fail I give her one thousand

dollars."

I know. I just told him the truth. I figured

it was much more effective this way rather than giving him some sweet talk.

Honestly, I sucked at sweet talks and even the flowery ones.

He smirked. "So I figure that guy is

me." I nodded. "What if you win?"

"She gives me two thousand." He

chuckled.

****. He sounded heavenly. What the hell.

"You're dealing good business." He

joked and showed me a genuine smile. It was simply impossible not to fall.

"You're having fun and then you get to have money along with it." He

chuckled.

I smiled at him. He's everything, I tell you.

Everything.

"You wanna dance?"

"Does that mean you're okay to hang out

with me?" I beamed.

"As long as you're going to treat me on

our date next time." He moved from his spot but stopped when he saw I

wasn't moving.

"A date? Next time?" My eyes wide as

I asked him in awe.

"Yes. I'm making sure you win this bet.

And I'm going to ask for a reward and I want a date."

"Yes. I'm making sure you win this bet.

And I'm going to ask for a reward and I want a date."

His smile never wore off. He was so stunning

and it makes me immovable. ****, am I crushing on him? I really can’t stop

admiring him like some star struck fool.

I smiled as I felt excitement and giddy.

"Okay." I looked down shyly.

He took my hand and dragged me towards the makeshift

dance floor. The gesture took me by surprise but I reveled at the warmth his callous

hand was giving me.

"Where's your friend?"

I froze as I almost forgot about my

mischievous best friend.

I started to search for her. She was no longer

standing at the bar or anywhere from my sight. Ugh. She obviously ditched me.

How could I prove to her that I'm winning this when she's not even looking?

"She ditched me." I grumbled.

We stopped walking. He looked at me with

amusement. I know what he was thinking. I was now feeling uncomfortable now

that Mila was out of my sight. I think her head will be on my platter at

tomorrow’s breakfast.

"I'm not lying. I swear. I'm going to

kill that girl." I said exasperated, muttering the last part lowly so he

wouldn't hear.

"Okay." He smiled with

understanding. "Do you still wanna dance?" I eyed him almost in

disbelief. I thought he was going to back out and leave me but he didn’t. I

guess there was no surprise there considering he was actually a nice guy.

I looked at the crowd wearily. People dancing

like they're going to have intercourse in the middle of the dance floor. There

was sweat and booze all mixed together. I definitely don't wanna go there.

"Can we go outside instead?" He

nodded without question.

"I wasn't lying, you know. I didn't come

to you so I could have you all to myself." I said as we reached outside.

I'm suddenly feeling embarrassed of the situation. Mila probably didn't expect

that I would tell him the truth but I'm still going to kill her.

He chuckled. "It's fine." His head

turned up, looking at the moon shining so brightly. I followed his action,

admiring the view. The night was not as cold as I thought it would be. The

night breeze made my skirt and hair wave slightly.

"A lot of girls are probably throwing

themselves at you. Like the one who just walked away. I feel sorry for her but

I can't lose my money. And not when I can have twice the amount." I

rambled on.

He burst out laughing. His attention then shifted

to me. His laugh made him show his perfect white teeth. Is that a dimple? Damn.

"Really now?"

I tilted my head to the side studying him with

his handsome laugh and of course his Adonis face- although he was more in the

boyish side. Not to mention the Greek bod his hiding underneath that outfit. He

really was so attractive. I can't seem to stop staring and admiring him. If my

life wasn't so complicated, I would have easily fallen for him. Deep inside,

I’m still that typical girl. I just don’t have time to entertain this feelings.

"Do you still wanna dance?" I asked

after pondering. His laugh toned down now and he looked at me with his emerald

green eyes. It sparkled with amusement and my reflection.

"I thought you don't like to join the

crowd or did I assume wrong?" His head tilted to the side as he asked. A small

smile adorned his face. Cute.

I smiled. "No, you're right. I don't

think I can stomach the thought of spending more time there." Honestly,

years of singing in front of a crowd like that would seem that I'm used to it

by now but I'm not. I could never get used to it. But parties and concerts are

different. I love the fact that in concerts, the crowd gather around to really

enjoy music.

"Let's dance here." I suggested. We

were just meters away from the frat house- well, mansion as Remi likes to put

it, but there weren't many people here in their little garden. Everyone was

inside getting wasted and probably high and satiated.

He raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "I

don’t think the music will reach here. It’s pretty much muffled." He said

with a shrug.

I grinned at him. A plan formed in my head.

The music inside was slow. It was R&B. I opted for something different,

something slow. Something not sexual. A certain song crossed my mind and it

felt like it suited the night.

I reached for his hand and he took it with

confusion and fascination. I put his hands on my waist and mine on his

shoulder. His eyes continued to have sparks of amusement as he carries along

with me.

I started to sway. He followed.

I imagined the beat, the rhythm of the music

humming inside my head. I closed my eyes as I feel the breeze, the moon

blessing us with her light, the warmth he’s giving me, my cold hands brushing

against his neck.

I then started to sing.

It's late in the evening

She's wondering what clothes to wear~

His hands tightened around my waist as he

heard my voice. He pulled me closer to him than ever before. I almost smile at

his action.

She puts on her make-up and brushes her long

blonde hair

And then she asks me, do I look all right?

And I say, yes, you look wonderful tonight~

I opened my eyes only to see his eyes swirling

with emotions. His face was now serious. It was like he was studying me for

something. The smile, the amusement, it was all gone as he stared at me like he

was sucked by my soul. And he knew it and he wanted to be pulled in the vortex

of my soul.

We go to a party and everyone turns to see

This beautiful lady that's walking around with

me

And then she asks me, do you feel all right?

And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful

tonight"~

And then he kissed me.