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    Chapter 1

    ”I- I’m sorry. I don’t…”

    ”You have nothing to be sorry for. Besides, seeing as Teddy is so intent on bragging about me, I’m going to be around. Anytime you wanna talk, or hug… Come find me. It’s cool. You can relax”.

    With that she beamed her genuine, unique smile saying, ”Teddy’s right. You are cool. Come on.” Pulling me back into the midst of the party we found Teddy chatting to a guy who introduced himself as Henry Burton. I can’t remember what he looked like, I assume he was stereo-typically handsome, of course I wasn’t exactly focusing on anyone else with Calliope sitting right next to me.

    The four of us sat talking whilst the crowds around us slowly disappeared, moving on for the night, it wasn’t until Henry got up to leave that we realized it was only Callie, Teddy and I left in Addison’s larger than average mansion.

    Yawning, Teddy stood up saying that she was going to bed, Callie and I smirked knowingly at each other as Teddy hastily rushed out, undoubtedly going to snag a goodnight kiss from Henry.

    ”So..” I started to say.

    ”Are you tired? I could show you to a room if you want?” she asked politely, still smiling that utterly amazing smile.

    ”I’m not really that tired. If you are go on ahead to bed, I’ll probably go and look at that view again. It really is beautiful”. I felt a little awkward, I didn’t exactly want to shout out that I wanted to spend as much time with her because she was absolutely stunning, that would be uncomfortable, seeing as we only met each other less than four hours previous. Or that I wanted to do seriously dirty, inappropriate things to her.

    ”Did you bring a bikini?” she cut my internal rambling off unexpectedly, a smile gracing her features again.

    ”Yeah. Why?”

    ”Fancy a swim?”

    ”Uhm yeah, sure”. I knew the second I agreed to the swim, it was a bad idea. How dumb am I agreeing to get semi-naked and wet in the same area as Callie Torres. If I wasn’t already attracted to the gorgeous Latina, the sight of her in a skimpy red bikini clarified it. Her tanned curves jutting out in perfectly, her cleavage peeking out from the revealing crimson bikini top she had on. Spectacular ass too. This was not helping me separate that this girl was probably straight, had some hottie boyfriend and most definitely was not attracted to me in any sort of romantic dimension.

    We spent an insignificant amount of time chatting about general stuff – home, school, friends, family, hobbies and interests. I briefly mentioned my interest in basketball and she informed me she played. This made me more attracted to her, which I hadn’t considered was possible. We bonded over our mutual interest of the Miami Heat and she informed me try-outs were on Tuesday after school. Of course I didn’t mention anything too personal, as gorgeous as she was and as comfortable I felt around her, we were technically still strangers. She mentioned she lived close by, it made me wonder if she too lived in a house as lavish as this.

    It wasn’t until she was sitting on the steps of the pool staring into the dark abyss above her, deep in thought I had the courage to ask her about the phone call I had overheard earlier in the evening, ”Hey.” I said softly, drawing darkened irises from the starlit sky to mine. She smiled slightly, silently encouraging me to continue, ”I was serious about what I said earlier, whoever upsets someone like you…they really aren’t worth your time”.

    Her face turned solemn and I thought she was going to cry, instead she turned her eyes back to the sky above us and sighed. She took a deep breath before answering, ”It’s complicated”.

    ”When is it not?” I answered.

    At this she chuckled, the water rippling around her carefully proportionate, curvaceous frame.

    After a distinguished silence we both decided it was getting late and a little cold so we headed inside. She showed me to one of the many guest rooms and said goodnight. We both lingered a little longer than was normal for new acquaintances after her goodnight before I backed slowly into the room until she was out of sight. That night I slept soundlessly, my dreams clouded with the presence of a certain sexy Latina I now had the privilege to know.

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