Oh my fucking god. I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing. Xander was leaned up against a tree against, Bianca had her lips pressed against his. I wanted to be rational; but my emotions got the best of me so I spun around and ran to someone I knew I could talk to. Elijah.

I already knew my way around the boys dorm; but I had to be careful because I don't want to get caught. Knocking on his door, a skinny boy opened it, looking annoyed.

"Is Elijah here?"

"Who are you? Your not supposed to be here." Pushing him aside, my eyes searched the room; landing on Elijah.

"Neph, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" He questioned, the worry evident in his eyes. Somehow controlling my sobs, I explained what I saw.

"X-xander and Bianca were kissing and I saw them and I j-just don't know what to do," I sobbed. He glared at his roommate, ordering him to get out; and without hesitation he did.

"Calm down. Tell me exactly what happened," he said softly, pulling me into his lap. Repeating exactly what I saw, he listened intently.

Wiping my tears, he looked into my eyes. "Neph, is Xander the type of person that would do that?"

"No, but-"

"Everything is not what is seems, so confront him about it, okay?" He finished. I nodded, but I wasn't going to confront him gently. "I'm going to stay here for the night." He kissed my forehead and told me goodnight. Curling up in his warm side, I fell asleep with the image of Xander and Bianca printed in my mind.

~~~

The next day I went to school, much to my friends' surprise. I was not going to cry and throw a pity party like some little bitch because my love life is fucked up. I did my hair and put on a little make up and picked out a sexy outfit that showed off my assets.

Walking towards class, I got a lot of looks; especially from the boys. The hallway parted like the Red Sea when I passed through. Then to my favorite class, English. Usually I would sit with Xander, but today I sat beside some hot airhead.

Smiling seductively, I leaned over showing my cleavage, "Hey handsome." His eyes drifted to my chest and then back up.

"Well, hello beautiful, I'm Lucas. And your the hottest thing I've ever seen."

I purposefully sat at an angle where Xander could see and hear everything what was going on. "Really? Thank you," I laughed, twirling a piece of hair around my finger. I heard something snap and turned. Alexander had a murderous look on his face and broken pencil in his hand. Good.

Turning around, I leaned in even closer, urging him to come closer. Running my my finger up and down his chiseled jaw, I whispered sensually, "You wouldn't mind doing me a favour right?"

Gulping visibly, he said, "Sure. Anything for you." Boys were so easy.

"So the thing is, I want to make someone jealous; you in?"

"What do I get out of it?" He questioned.

"To flirt with a pretty girl of course. And if you play your cards right, you might get a kiss," I said, biting my lips.

Glancing down at my lips, he replied, "Hell yes. And I'm assuming it's that guy with the glasses staring at me with vengeance? Because if looks could kill."

Genuinely laughing this time I told him yes. We flirted heavily for a majority of the class, until Mrs Claire decided to interrupt us. "Do you have something you want to share with the class Mr Henderson? It must be something important for you to be talking during my class."

Taking my hands in his, he looked at Xander. "Something very important indeed. Just telling this amazing girl how beautifully ravishing she looks today." Awws filled the classroom, except for Xander who had a scowl painted in his face. His knuckles were turning white due how tight he was clenching his hands. Great, it's working. Is it bad that I want him to feel more emotional pain than I did? Maybe.

The class was finally over and I had actually enjoyed my conversation with Lucas. My back was pressed against the wall with Lucas' hand beside my head.

"So, are you free Friday? Becau-"

Not even getting to complete his sentence, he was violently pushed against the wall.

With a deadly look on his face, Xander fisted Lucas' shirt. "She is not available for Friday, or any other day." Glaring at the people in the hallway, he continued. "No one is supposed to ask her that. And if you do I will personally ruin your life."

Well. Fuck. Me. Is it weird for me to be getting so turned on by his anger? The people who where looking, scurried off quickly; leaving me, Lucas and Xander in the hallway. He let go of Lucas' shirt.

"I'm going to leave, bye Neph," Lucas said, briskly walking towards the exit; leaving us alone.

"What the hell is wrong with you? I can go out with whoever the fuck I want to. You can't just go around threatening people because someone asks me out," I exclaimed angrily.

"I can and I will. You can't expect me to sit around and watch you flirt with people and watch them ask you out."

"Well if you were fucking honest we wouldn't be here."

"Neph, I told you why I did what I did." Huffing angrily, I answered him.

"Whatever, just stay out of my love life. I'm going out with Lucas whether you like it or n-" Before I could even finish, he pushed me against the lockers.

Capturing my hands, he put them above my head, then lightly placed his other hand on my throat. Leaning down, he ran his nose across my jaw; stopping at my ear. "Listen carefully, because I'm only gonna say this once. You belong to me, only me; I don't care what your brain has been telling you lately." And let me tell you, I had to squeeze my fucking legs together because holy shit; I was wet like a fucking riverbed.

"I know I messed up, but I promise I'm going to make it up to you. I already sent your outfit for tonight to your room, please be ready by eight." After saying that, he walked away, leaving me hot and bothered, and even more confused than before. I even temporarily forget that I saw him with that bitch last night.

Fuck. He just made me so weak, I couldn't even control myself.

~~~

The day passed by rather quickly, much to my despair. It was now six thirty and I was staring at the big white box that contained my outfit, contemplating if I should really go. But then I remembered that I had to because of Helen. I quickly dialed Christian and the girls, knowing that couldn't possibly get ready by myself. After about ten minutes they arrived; dragging the boys behind them.

"Do I have to be here? I have important matters to attend to," Damien whined. Jhanessa glowered at him.

"Like what? Being balls deep inside some bitch?"

"More like trying to serenade Fatime," he mumbled, red dusting his cheeks.

Cutting them off, Christian intervened, "Get up and go bathe, we have to get to work," Christian ordered.

"Dude, we have a hour and a half to get ready," I replied.

"That isn't even enough time, go bathe. Now," he commanded. Yup, he didn't play around when it came to fashion.

Groaning, I got up and showered for fifteen minutes then, came out in only a towel with my underwear underneath.

Damien wolf whistled at me. "I swear to god if we weren't friends, Neph."

Rolling my eyes, I brushed him off, "Go away, you slut."

"So hair first, then makeup and then clothes. Good? Ok," Christian said, pushing my down in a chair. And for the next hour or so, he and the girls, more like him and Jhanessa because Ava just sat there reading, prodded and pampered me.

Christian squealed, his locs bouncing. "Time for the dress." Open the box, Jhanessa pulled out a beautiful red lace dress, leaving everyone in awe. "Holy shit, I don't even want to know the price of this," Jhanessa exclaimed.

Shoving me in the bathroom with a pair of silver heels that look like they cost more than my existence, they ordered me to go put them on. I carefully slipped on the dress, avoiding my hair, and put on the heels. Staring at the mirror, I had to do a spin, admiring myself.

The dress was like a second skin, sucking on to my curves. It was sleeveless, showing off my favorite beauty spot on my right shoulder. The neckline plunged almost to my belly button and the back was the same. A slit coming above my mid thigh showed off my long chocolate legs while my feet where encased in the strapped up silver heels. Thank Jesus they weren't high because heels and I were the worst of friends.

I looked so different, but good different; thank God they didn't cake my face with makeup. Holding the bottom of the dress, I opened the bathroom door and stepped out. Everyone stared at me like I was some other worldly creature.

"Um, guys? Say something," I said. Jaxon stammered up a response.

"I, uh, y-you look."

Luckily, Elijah saved him from any further embarrassment and say with a smile, "You look absolutely gorgeous, Neph."

Christian and Jhanessa let out a high pitched scream. "You look fucking amazing. We did so good."

"Yes, we did," Jhanessa agreed. Picking up the equally beautiful purse, I put gum, lip balm, cash and my phone inside. A knock sounded on the door, directing everyone's attention there. I opened the door and saw an elderly man in a black suit.

"Ms Micheals, I presume. Good evening, I'm your chauffeur, Mr Carson is waiting in the car. Shall we?"

Turning to my friends, I said, "Thank you so much guys, I seriously would have been a mess without you. If you're staying here, Pizza Hut is on speed dial and money is in my drawer. Bye."

Giving back my attention to the chauffeur, I smiled. "Good evening, and we shall."