The Party 3

Elena.

My eyes went over every corner in the room and I then decided to take a break, and looked around, trying to find an empty spot.

"Come on," I said to Kyle, grabbing his wrist and dragging him out of the crowd. I grabbed another drink as we walked, throwing my cup into a trash can as we passed.

"Already dragged me away and I don't even know your name," He let out a giggle, and I winked at him flirtatiously.

When we got to where I wanted to be, I fell to the ground, still holding my drink. It was not the sand, it was just some grass, which seemed much better to sit on than the sand.

"My name is Elena," I replied when I was feeling more comfortable. He took the seat next to me, which was close enough that if he moved even a little, his pants would nudge my leg.

"It's not a lame name, but rather a beautiful name for you. Then again, I suppose that you are not a very dull person," He leaned closer, and I looked away, my lips curled up into a slight smile.

"Well, maybe I think so."

I took a sip of my drink while hiding my grin, letting the burning of the alcohol warm me up. I was getting curious about what it was, but I figured it must be a mixture of several different drinks. Usually, people like to get creative at parties like this.

"By the way, I have never seen you before," he said, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Really? I could also say the same thing about you. Since I know everyone in Crescent Moon. So I should know you if you were there," I said while taking a sip of my drink. Whatever was in the cup was somehow making my body warm, and I could feel my body loosening up. It seemed like the drink was starting to sink in.

"Yes, you are right, frankly I go to St. Advance Avery," he said as I raised an eyebrow, let out a hum, and nodded.

The St. Advance Avery was the only Christian school near our town, and it was actually located in another town. The school was not only clean but also had very strict rules. If he was caught going to a party like this, the worst possibility was that he would be expelled from school.

" You really dare to go here, huh? Then how did you know about this party?" I asked, a little surprised, turning my face away from him and glancing at the crowd of people. There seemed to be a mix of St. Advance Avery and Crescent Moon members. I had not noticed it before, being too interested in the drinks rather than the people themselves.

"There was someone who invited me from St. Advance Avery, and it seemed to be an open invitation," Kyle told me, and I just nodded my head. There was no way it was Reid, of course, as he only invited people from Crescent Moon. Even so, he kindly invited anyone who wanted to come.

Then for a while, we were silent, me watching the people, while he kept watching me. My face always turns a shade of scarlet when someone stares at me in an overly favorable manner. But don't get me wrong, it was not that I did not like being paid attention to, but if only one person was paying attention to me, it made me nervous. Even my other friends would get their cheeks blush if they got too much attention like that.

His act makes me nervous and a bit out of sorts. I mean not in the sense of 'I'm going to fucking kill you', but more like nervous. But in a natural way, geez, it still made me get all worked up.

Despite knowing what I was doing was technically wrong. Lexi was constantly growling at me as if to say that I was wrong and had gone too far. So I ignored her. I'm sure the moon goddess must be frowning at the sight of me being like this. Hey, you goddess, it was you who mated me to the worst man ever, arrogant, and let's not forget his rudeness. So this is what you get!

And every time Kyle moved closer as if he was going to kiss me or grab me, I felt something go wrong in my gut, and I could see the shadow of that infuriating Killian. Idiot, idiot, idiot! All I could think about was trying to stay focused.

That guy has ruined my life. Rejected me cruelly and he did not even want me. So, please get a grip and get that jerk out of my brain!

"I will get another drink," I said out of the blue, getting up. Instantly Kyle looked at me curiously as I walked back towards the crowd, my feet digging in the sand. While he waited there, I grabbed another drink, drank half of it at once, and then returned to him.

Now I no longer wanted to care about Killian, so when I finished my drink, not even enjoying it and it tasted like bland water, I knew I was getting there. Is this what I'm going to do every time I want to forget him? It sounds so pathetic.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He unexpectedly asked, and I almost choked on my drink. What an interesting question to ask from someone you just met.

Nope, I want to say it. I have something more, something that will never be understood. Something that I will probably never understand either.

So rather than me answering by telling him the truth, instead I gave him a simple "no."

He hummed and nodded his head, then his gray eyes stared into mine. I felt a shiver run down my spine. Was that good, or bad? I was not even sure.

Out of the blue, he leaned his body forward, and his lips crushed against mine.

When I was a child, I always wondered what my first kiss would be like. Then Jane told me that she would not wait for her mate, and sure enough, she did not. Instead, she got her first kiss from her weird neighbor, who kept a box of bugs under his bed.

Zayn even burst out laughing when she told him about it.

Well, I have no idea if it was because of Jane or what. But to tell you the truth I had this childish idea that I would wait until I found my mate. And then I got impatient. It was not that it was impossible to wait. I'm just not that kind of person. I had my first kiss stolen by Noah Carlton when I was about twelve years old, and it was a very scandalous thing.

At that time I was already getting impatient, so I gave it to him as if it were chocolate on Valentine's Day. That thing just did not bother me at all after that, hell, I barely even thought about it anymore. Then I kissed more guys and had more fun. Just not more than that, I knew my limits.

However, when Kyle kissed me, I could feel all the anger I had towards Killian come out at once. I was angry at how he nonchalantly tossed me aside and dumped me as if I were some kind of unwanted baggage.

So, I kissed him back. Passionately.

He seemed taken aback by my actions but still responded by kissing back. It was like we were in a battle for position. I pushed him down, my lips devouring his. He did not even taste good, it was like what I could taste. It was the poor quality of alcohol.

There are no sparks or shivers of emotion. But with Killian, there are bound to be sparks and his emotions run deep. That was what Jane said would happen. But now, not anymore.

His kiss is so vigorous, he only breaks off to breathe for a moment. Heck, I hardly had time to catch my breath before he lowered his lips to mine again. Damn, I thought bitterly as my temper started to overwhelm me.

My, where did I go wrong? I thought. I wanted this, didn't I? I was the one who had encouraged him, I was the one who had basically put myself out there to the universe, and yet now, I no longer wanted to do it.

Then he put his hands on my thighs and started to slip off my dress. All of a sudden my mind went haywire, and I quickly brushed his hand away, breaking the kiss.

Before I could say anything else, there was a loud siren ringing in the crowd, and the people who were there reacted right away. People soon started talking and whispering to each other, and when the police car came into view, they started running around and rushed out of the place.

Without looking back at Kyle, I started rushing towards the crowd of people, trying to find Jane or Sasha. But I did not find either of them amidst the crowd of teenagers pushing each other and in a state of drunkenness.