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screamed serious. It was
the quality she most loved about him.
    Her phone buzzed with a message.
    What
the..
    It was Drew. ‘Coffee? ’
    She rolled her eyes, typing out a
response. ‘No. ’
    ‘What
are you doing?’
    Lana looked up at the TV and smirked. ‘Dancing’
    ‘Where?
I’ll come.’
    Lana stared at her phone. What
the heck? This guy was
impossible.
    ‘Lux’ She tossed out the first local club she could think of. No need to
tell him she was actually watching Dancing
with the Stars.
    ‘I’m
already there. What floor are you on?’
    Shit!

Chapter
2

    Lana stared at the mirror, on the back
of her bedroom door, in disbelief. She had gotten trapped into going
to a party during a weak moment. That same weak moment led to her
agreeing to allow Ricky and Tracie to do a makeover. Now she wasn't
so sure she'd made the right decision. When she'd refused to wear a
skirt, they stuck her into a pair of tight jeans partnered with a low
cut. It looked like she might pop out if she moved in the wrong
direction.
    “Why can’t I stay home?”
Lana whined to anybody willing to listen.
    Tracie flopped down on the bed.
“Because I told Monica that I would go.”
    Ricky followed up with, “And I
need a wing-woman.”
    Lana shot the mirror another nasty look.
“Then go with Tracie.”
    “No way.” He ducked to avoid
the pillow Tracie tossed at his head. “What? You know your
gaydar is broken.”
    Tracie sighed. “He’s right.
I hit on him when he first came into the coffee shop.”
    Ricky turned from the vanity where he
was trying on different sunglasses. “True story! I still
haven’t recovered from that one by the way.”
    Lana rolled her eyes listening to their
banter. The two had known each other for the last year and were
besties.
    Lana, on the other hand, was just
getting to know Tracie. Opening herself to a new friend was hard.
Friends want to do more than sit and watch TV, especially, when they
lived in a college town known for wild parties.
    She eyed the mirror again and
immediately marched to her closet. No way, was she going to wear
this shirt.
    “What are you doing?” Tracie
asked.
    “Changing this shirt,” Lana
said, digging in her closet for something more appropriate.
    “Oh, hell no, sugar,” Ricky
said. He pulled her away from the closet by her shoulders. “We
worked hard to get you to look this good.”
    “This isn’t me,” she
said.
    “That was the whole point of the
makeover,” Tracie reminded her.
    “It’s time to show off what
all that time spent in the gym got you.” Ricky stole the
sweater out of her hand, tossing it back in the closet.
    Why she was let her friends drag her out
the apartment building was beyond her.

    “For the record you guys suck,”
Lana told her friends, ten minutes later standing outside of the
party house.
    Ricky hooked his arm through hers
pulling her to the steps. “But you love us!”
    At the moment she was feeling a love,
hate relationship with them.
    A cover band was set up against the wall
of the main room. It wasn't loud and obnoxious. Some people were
dancing but mostly people were standing around listening to the
music.
    The band was currently playing a Green
Day song.
    “Now that is some eye candy,”
Ricky said, referring to the lead singer of the band.
    Lana, distractedly, murmured her
approval. A certain blonde headed drummer had caught her attention.
    Drew's hair was down tonight. As the
band went into a Nirvana song his hair was being tossed back and
forth with the fast beat of the song. He had a talent; there was no
denying it.
    “I think Lana has found her own
eye candy,” Tracie volunteered from her other side.
    “Have not,” Lana argued.
    Just then, Drew looked out into the
crowd and grinned at her. Despite all of the warning bells going off
in her head she felt herself smile back.
    “Aw,” Ricky joked, “our
little girl has her first crush.”
    Lana elbowed him.
    “Ow! What was that for?”
    “I don’t have a