Every since that night over at Ms. Quinn house I have tried to avoid Ian. All of the feelings that I had locked away were trying to claw their way back out. It was my job to keep them in. I couldn't have feelings for my brothers best friend. It just wasn't right. I was wrong, right?

After Ian took me to his room and confessed his feelings I did the worst possible thing a girl could do, I ran. Not just got up and walked out of the house either. I actually ran like an idiot.

As surprising as it sounds from my previous experiences I didn't have to try hard to avoid him. So what, that I had to duck into a few random class rooms or that once I even ducked into the boys locker room. Thank God no one was in there, but I couldn't get rid of that smell out of my favorite sweater for days.

Unfortunately Emily had noticed my uneasiness whenever Ian was brought up in a conversation. "Don't you have a boyfriend?" She ask.

We stood in line at the cafeteria. I tried to ignore the elbows digging into my sides, and listen to what Emily was saying.

"Yeah why?" I asked

She gave me a look that said I wasn't fooling anyone. "You have a thing for Ian. Don't deny it I see the way you look at each other."

"What are you talking about?" I tried to sound naïve.

"I have to admit Ian is one of the hottest guys at school, but everyone knows he's trouble. Every since he's started school here he's been nothing but trouble. The girls that go after him just end up brokenhearted. Don't say you weren't warned." She looked at me sympathetically.

"What makes you such an expert?"

She inhaled deeply. "Look, Storm, going after Ian is only going to get you hurt. That's just the truth."

"It's just not fair," Em continued "he walks around looking gorgeous, picks his flavor of the day, uses them, then never talks to them again."

"Sounds familiar." I chuckled.

"Don't tell me you hooked up with him." Em asked seriously.

"What? No. I was talking about my brother. I mean there is a reason those two idiots are bestfriends." I said picking up a tray and following Emily to our table.

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"Can you at least be a little more sociable?" My brother asked he's been pleading with me all day to go to this party with him. Since the only way he could go is if I went. Mom didn't trust him enough.

"No."

"But it would be rude of us not to go." He said pouting.

I rolled my eyes looking up from my phone. "Fine."

After begging for an hour my brother had finally got his way. "Thanks little sis." He said grabbing my face and pinching my cheeks. "I will never call you loser, geek, or lame ever again."

By eight o'clock I had shower and changed into a fitted light blue dress with boots and dark thigh highs that stopped about an inch before my dress started. I put on lip gloss that Emily had gave me last week. Once I was pleased with my results I stepped out of the bathroom into my room.

"What took you so long? Your not going to a fucking ball."

I jumped when I heard a voice in my room.

Ian was laying back on my bed with his hands behind his head. "You ready?" He asked sitting up.

He stopped and stared he had a look in his eyes that quickly disappeared.

My mood changed when I got to Emily and Micah's party. I looked up at the house from the back seat in complete shock. My brother looked at me from the drivers seat." You sure your going to be ok? You can hang with us if you want."

Ian looked back at me from the passenger seat and smirked.

"Yeah, I'm fine I'm just going to find Em." I said smiling slightly.

"You sure this is your first party and all I just don't want-"

"Hold on, wait. This is her first party?" Ian scoffed. "Are you sure we should have brought her? Micah party's can get a little out if hand."

"Guys I'm not a child, I'll be fine." I said opening the back door and stepping out. Following in my steps the boys did the same. The breeze was slightly chilly and if I wasn't going to be in a house I would have probably regretted not grabbing my jacket off of the counter back home. The front door was open and teens spilled out onto the front porch. I recognized some people from school and waved.

"I guess your not a lame after all." My brother said swinging his arm around my shoulder.

"Nope, that's Mrs. Popularity right there." Ian said taking a beer out of some guy hand who was standing by the stairs and drinking it.

"Hey what up!" My brother yelled to a guy on the other side of the porch."Storm do you want to meet the funniest guy at Norway?"

"Do I have a choice?" I asked stepping aside so a drunken boy wouldn't fall into me.

"Not really." He said dragging me over to where a redheaded boy with freckles and Ian was standing. The boy smiled widely when he saw us walking his way. His eyes glistened a little, probably from the alcohol he's been drinking.

"Hey Alex whats up this is my sister Storm, Storm this is Alex one of my many friends that has a bad influence on my life." My brother introduced us in his usual way.

"I influence you?" The boy said skeptically. He then turned his attention to me. "I believe we've met already." He said I noticed a slight English accent.

"We have?" I asked.

"Yeah the hallway incident remember?

"Hallway incident?" My brother arched his eyebrows.

"Yeah, she bumped into-"

Ian coughed. "Guys I like this little meet and greet but I would like to get to the party."

With that said Ian, Alex, and my brother started to walk off.

"You sure you'll be ok?" My brother asked looking back.

"Yeah I'm cool."

Then I realized what Ian had done. I remembered that boy. It was the boy who helped me pick up my things while Ian was busy acting like an ass. That's why Ian coughed he didn't want my brother to know.

I watched as the three boys headed to the back of the house. Then I stepped into the house. There were people packing the front hallway. And the music was so loud I could feel my body vibrating. I could feel hot breath on my cheeks, and the smell of smoke and beer in the air. Everything was so overwhelming.

I fought my way through a crowd of teens who were clearly under the influence. I saw Micah standing in the kitchen pouring a drink and spilling a little on hisself. I saw his lips mumble something. Probably a profanity. Then he quickly tried to wipe the drink off of his shirt. A smiled appeared on his face when he saw me making my way over to him.

"Storm! You made it!" He shouted over the music. "Great party right?!"

"Have you seen Emily?" I shouted back.

He gestured towards the back door "back there."

I tried to look past him, but he just blocked my view. "But the last time I saw her she was already wasted making out with some boy.... When did you get here?" He asked changing the subject an taking a sip of his drink.

"Just now."

He turned around and poured another drink. "Well I'm guessing you haven't had a drink yet so here."

"Oh no I can't." I declined

He pouted a little a smirk playing on his lips. "come with me."

He he turned and started walking up the stairs I followed him up and down a long hallway and into a big master bed room. He closed the door once I was in. You could hear the faint sound of music and voices below us. He headed into his bathroom.

"What are we doing in here?" I asked sitting on his bed.

He came back out with a pill bottle and a bottle of water. "Loosing you up." He said with a smirk.

"Loosen-"

"Here take this." He said kneeling down in front of me and handing me a white pill.

I laughed lightheartedly. "What is it?" I asked.

"It's Xanax. It's for anxiety it will help you loosen up a little." He rested his chin on my leg and smiled up at me. "Your too tense."

"Thanks, but no thank you."

"Come on I'll take one with you. You can't possibly have a good time at a party sober." He said taking another pill out of the bottle.

I hesitated for a moment giving him a small smile as I did. "I'm not going to go all bat shit crazy am I ?"

Micah burst into laughter making me jump. I wasn't exactly expecting this reaction. I mean it was only a question. A very serious question.

"Storm your acting like I'm telling you to smoke crack or something." He finally said once he stopped laughing.

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Authors Note: Sorry this chapter kind of sucks. So much went wrong while I was writing this chapter. Mike(Storm's boyfriend) was suppose to be in this chapter but I got really bad writers block. This chapter was originally writing to be longer, but I decided to add another chapter with Ian's POV.

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