Thank you so much for reading! This chapter is my favorite so far. I think you'll get why...I hope you like it!

The mansion where the party after the game is hosted is even bigger than the last one I went to. Teenagers I recognize from my classes are here and some I've never seen before.

I glance around taking in the scenery. The house is full of adolescents, red cups, and of course alcohol. Young people are drinking, playing games with cups or truth and dare forming circles but what catches my eye is that in the middle of the house are people dancing. The music is so loud that my ears ache.

I stop to watch the people that dance along with the rhythm of the song. I particularly peer at a couple that dances together. He has his hands around the girl and she has wrapped her hands around his neck, keeping each other close. They dance beautifully grinning at each other until the boy leans and starts kissing the girl. I always wanted to do that; dance under the dark sky with loud music on and kiss a boy that I like under these romantic circumstances. Dreams are free.

"Come on," Ethan yells so I can hear him over the deafening music. We walk outside in the backyard where even more teenagers sit and swim in the huge pool. I follow him but halt my movement when a hand grasps mine. Noah.

"Come sit with us," he suggests and I follow after informing Ethan who goes further into the crowd. The grass is all around the place; the pool and house. My lips part in surprise; there's an artificial dance floor above the tremendous pool distinguishing it into two pieces. Boys and girls are dancing above the water and beside them are others laughing and swimming.

I sit down next to Noah and gaze around the big group. I recognize all of his friends but after a few seconds I realize that Jacob's friends are here two along with unfamiliar faces; that means Corbyn must be here too.

Once the thought crosses my mind, my eyes, without waiting for any other second start looking for him and stop only when they find him. His eyes are already at mine and I glance down immediately. I bite my bottom lip and slowly lean up to get lost in the mesmerizing eyes of his.

As I thought, the moment I glance up, I meet his gaze again but this time I don't tear my eyes away. We keep staring at each other; avoiding anyone else but one another. The same feeling I've become fond of resurfaces. A chirrup booms and we turn to its origin at the same time.

"Who wants more alcohol?" I get startled and place my hand above my heart; as if I can reduce the speed of my heartbeats. My eyes travel toward Corbyn but he's nowhere in sight. Noah's eyes are peering at a girl.

"I liked her," he admits with a shiny smile. I wave to him to go to her but he shakes his head repeatedly.

"No, I won't go," he says and a scowl forms on my forehead.

"I...I can't dance," he whispers and I smile in return. I offer him my hand and nod towards the people who dance.

"What? I'm not going. I don't know how to move," he repeats but I don't listen to him. I take his hand in mine and stand up. He follows me, hesitantly as I move to the center of the dance glass floor. I take both of his hands placing them in my waist. I take a step closer to him and rest my hands on his shoulders. I start to dance slightly as he observes the way my waist moves lightly.

He gazes at me steadily and after a few seconds of observation, he starts moving too. I place my hands above his to make him feel the right tempo and beat. He starts dancing and by every second that passes; he's having more success.

"Am I doing it?" he shouts to make sure I can hear him over the music. I love it when the music is so loud; you can just forget everything and focus on your movement and beat. It makes everything feel so good and simple.

I nod grinning and he laughs. We dance like this until I notice the girl coming towards us, looking at us. I widen my eyes at Noah and taking my clue, he spines and sees her smiling at him. Noah glances at me and I nod. He approaches her before talking to her; she laughs and a beam of pride finds its way to my lips.

I hear one of my favorites songs and I smile. A feeling of insecurity possesses me and I gaze around; I find someone staring at me. It's dark where he stands and I can't see who it is. He moves a little and the light reveals Edward. A cold runs down my spine and I feel anxiety explode inside of me at the sight of him. He has been staring at me too many times. The feeling of fear makes me turn around but before I have the chance to, I feel a hand touch me and turn me around. I hit in someone's chest and I instantly understand who the person is.

Corbyn

He pulls me close to him and starts dancing. I stare at his glistening crystal blue eyes that don't leave mine even for a second.

"Dance," he says to my ear before our eyes contact again.

I slide my arms around his neck and step a little closer. A sexy grin covers his full lips as he places his hands in my waist and he pulls me even closer. My eyes shoot to his at the proximity; I can feel him on me. We are so close to each other that our bodies touch and his intoxicating scent fills my nostrils.

The little alcohol I drank gave me confidence and after looking in his eyes; I turn around. I dance against him and I place my hands over his and lower them. I move my waist in the beat and feel him dance at the exact same rhythm as me. I lean my back to him and lock my lids as I bite my bottom lip.

This feels amazing. The addictive combination of the song, his body leaned on mine, and his scent has hypnotized me while I get lost in the music. I feel him pull me even closer if that were possible as he slides his arms around me and buries his nose in my hair; inhaling deeply. I open my eyes lightly and turn to see his face. His eyes are shut; for the first time; he doesn't seem furious, the usual scowl of irritation is gone. It's like he is lost too.

He unlocks his eyes abruptly and catches me staring at his sparkling eyes. He spins in a split second and my lips part when I notice his eyes. They have darkened; dark desire and hunger creeping in them. He continues to dance with me yet this time he leans down and starts trailing kisses in my jawline.

I close my eyelashes without having control of what is happening in my body. I lean a little back to give him better access to my neck that he takes full advantage of. My fingers tug at his shirt as I feel electricity pass through me. This feels way too good.

I hold him tighter as I feel my knees failing me. He keeps kissing me on my neck and moving slowly higher. I bite my lower lip; knowing that a moan might escape from my lips from the sensual feelings crushing through me. His gentle lips are caressing my skin when he kisses the soft spot down my ear and I tug at his shirt strongly. Feeling my vulnerability, he repeats his actions and a moan leaves my lips; I feel him smile against my skin.

"I want to kiss you," he whispers in my ear and all the air disappears.

Without having any time to process this, he grabs my chin and brushes his lips against mine. His soft lips are kissing mine and I can not believe this is happening. He bites my bottom lip and my lips part and his tongue moves inside my mouth. Our tongues move gracefully together; his fire dominates my heart and soul speedily and I feel too weak. He wraps his arms around me tightly so I can't move or fall. The sentiment of his flaming tender lips against mine is breathtaking; I love the way it feels.

He slowly pulls away though I keep my eyes closed. If I could stop time I would. I want to memorize the way his lips felt and kissed mine. I've never been kissed like that. When my eyelashes split, a small smile is playing on his lips.

He turns me around before I can do anything else and we start to dance again. I feel his lips in my neck and my eyes flutter close again. I feel like I don't have control over my body because Corbyn has taken over. His soft but captivating kisses make my skin tingle in every spot he kisses and soon enough I feel the need to feel his lips against mine. I whip around and standing on my toes, I press my lips against his; connecting them. He kisses me back before he deepens our kiss; taking control. I feel my stomach flip as he bites my bottom lip again.

"I like it too. Its tempo is amazing," I'm sitting next to Ethan around a bunch of guys from the Dance Club. Some are drinking, others kissing but me, I stare. Since the exchange of kisses with Corbyn, I can't stop thinking about him or take my eyes off of him. He's standing on the other side of the backyard; talking with some boys. I assume they're his friends since Cyle and one more boy I keep watching around him, are there too.

I can't help but smile when I notice that there isn't any girl around him. The whole crew consists of boys and I'm so happy about that. After what happened, I don't think I will bear to see him kiss another girl. As I put more thought into it, I realize that he hasn't kiss or made out with anybody except me tonight. A huge grin graces the lips he previously kissed.

A wave of exhaustion washes over me and my eyes get heavy; I should probably leave. I look around for any familiar faces but I don't find any. I think about my options and decide to search for Noah or Jacob and ask them if they can give me a ride back home.

I move around the crowded house but I don't find them anywhere. I glance over the stairs and the thought of the piano and the mystery boy comes to my mind. I walk upstairs and head towards the room that was dominated by the piano. Nobody is there; I switch on the lights and admire the beauty of the room. Drawings of angels are all over the ceiling and walls; it's like I'm inside an art museum. I particularly stare at an angel offering his hand to another in order to help him get through the doors of paradise; it's wonderful. The combination of the colors and the secrets meanings is simply astounding.

I sit on the piano and start to play; it was my mother's favorite instrument. Tears sting the sides of my eyes but that doesn't halt me. I continue playing her favorites pieces until I yawl the dizziness claims me. My attempt to spot any of my cousins fails and I decide to walk back home. It's late though the house isn't too far from here.

I leave the luxury mansion behind me and after a few blocks, the road is completely empty and quiet; creepy soundless. I keep walking trying not to think about the risks I'm taking while walking alone on desert roads. The whole way, I feel like I'm being watched; like someone is following me but every time I turn back, I see nothing but the light of the lamps and the endless darkness that has blanketed the blue sky of California.

Suddenly, I hear a sharp noise and spine abruptly as panic posses me; anything. I exhale as relief washes over me. It's nothing, it's just my mind playing tricks with me. I'm three or four blocks away until I reach home; I'm almost there. After my attempt to calm myself down I turn around but I freeze in my spot when a pair of eyes find mine.

Edward