Mood: Hands Clap-Fitz and the Tantrums (above)

     A/N this is still in the memory and read fast!

     We  parked in the street. As soon as we stepped out of the car the music hit our ears. The house was glowing with multi colored lights flashing out the windows. Looping arms with Meg, we strutted up to the white two floor stately house. I pushed open the door knowing that no one would be able to hear us anyway.

     Music blasted from every room and lights danced across familiar faces. I pulled Meg into the crowds and began to sway with the music. I was a die-hard party girl at heart, even though I tended to act like I hated everything.

     I moved with the beats as I mouthed the words. Meg took my hands and we danced like every set of best friend does. Lights flashed past my eyes as jumped around and flirted with a couple guys I knew. They knew I didn't really mean, but the look on their faces was priceless.

     I came back to Meg and we continued to dance. I whipped my neon locks back and forth. We migrated around the room in our little world.

     A few people asked to dance. I what-the-hecked everything and did it. Until I found my ex, Aaron. Well, then things got crazy. I teased him. He fell for it. Then actually fell. That drunk idiot.

     "I can make your hands clap," played over and over in my mind. God, I love this song.

     I then attempted to get Meg to dance with Dylan. It was hard.

     "Come on, Meg," I begged, "its one dance and its pretty obvious you two are meant for each other."

     "No."

     "Don't be sassy."

     "I'm not."

     "Please."

     "No."

     "Fine."

      "Thank yo-"

     I shoved her into him, and waved with a little smile. I disappeared into the dancers throwing my hands up like the party girl I was. All the couples made me a little jealous but I didn't mind too much, I had Meg... Never mind, I just threw her to Dylan. I set myself out to dance with random people. A lot of party people from school knew about my true party identity, so they found me amusing.

     I spotted Wyatt and shimmied over to him.

    "Greeting fellow nerd, who is boringly sitting on the couch," I said extending my hand. "Wanna dance?"

    "Sure, party girl," he laughed and took my hand.

     We melted into the crowd and he begrudgingly moved his arms around. He looked like a bored sloth. I chuckled at the thought and took his arms. He jumped at the contact and moved his arms to the music for him.

      My eyes caught sight of the most gorgeous looking human being I have ever seen in my life. I dropped Wyatt's hands and made my way through the crowd. I snatched Meg who was standing by the soda, and pulled her after me. We danced our way over and he caught sight of me.

      "He's looking," Meg whispered with a smirk.

      "Final-" I began before I was spun around into a tall figure, with brown hair, and dazzling blue eyes.

     "What? A guy can't ask a pretty girl to dance?" he said with a cocky grin.

     "You didn't ask," I retorted beginning to dance as I regained my composure. 

     "Did I have to?" he grinned grasping my waist and pulling me closer to him.

     "No," I replied leaning towards him, looking into his deep blue eyes. My gaze drew to his lips, then back to his eyes.

     "Good answer," he said. "I can tell your something special."

      "What gave it away?" I teased, "the hair, the sneakers?" 

      "No," he said, "nothing superficial."

      "What then?"

      "I don't know, but I do know how to check."

      "How's that?" I asked giving him a look.

      "First, you should know my name is Isaac. Second..." he smashed his lips into mine. My eyes widened with surprise. 

       He kissed me.

       And I kissed him back.

     An energy that I have never felt before filled me. Something grew inside. A special feeling. This guy, Isaac, was different. If he wasn't he'd have a black eye right about now. I felt like I was about to explode.

     I now know the true meaning of the term sparks fly. 

     We pulled apart and I couldn't help but smile. I grabbed his wrist and pulled him farther into the crowd. I swayed my hips to the music and and jumped with the beat. I sang out the words with him. I ruffled my jet black feathers and gathered the courage to really dance. 

      I stopped the lame arm thing and moved my body in sync with the music. Isaac stood there a little dumbfounded, his dark brown wings drooping. Guess he didn't know sassy girls like to dance. I acted like I didn't notice and kept dancing. My feet slide around the floor like I was skating. That was the best feeling in the world to me. I ran my fingers through my hair as I turned back to Isaac. Dylan stood next to him with a smile on his face, watching me. 

      "Don't let the bright hair fool you," he said to him as I approached, "she's a party girl." 

      I stopped right next to Isaac and turned my head to look at him. 

      "Alex Draken," I said before turning my head back down and walking away with Meg.

      "OMGeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she squealed quietly as we hid ourselves in the crowd. "You kissed him! Full out! Right Away!"

      "There was something different about him," I said looking back. "I felt it."

      "He's A LOT different than your other boyfriends."

      "I've only had one other boyfriend, Meg. Aaron was a jerk. I hope I never meet anyone like him ever again. Besides, Isaac isn't my boyfriend. He doesn't even go to our school. I don't even think he lives around here."

       "About that," Meg started a knowing grin growing on her face, "I was talking to Dill Pickle."

       "Ooh! See I told you you two would get along!"

       "It was only after he saw you and Isaac. Anyway, Isaac just moved here. He's really close to Dylan so he decided to go to the same school as him. Which is why he's at this party."

       "That makes sense. Dylan's probably the only person he knows around here. I can see why he would go to the same school as..." it all clicked in my head," ME! HE'S GOING TO THE SAME SCHOOL AS ME!"

     I did a little happy dance before grabbing Meg's hands to dance with her. This was going to be a good year. 

A/N Hey guys. So I'm praying that the music Aligned perfectly for you. If not well, I had to read pretty fast. Sorry if this chapter isn't the most well written but I wanted to leave some space to the imagination. 

Questions: What did you guys think of  Alex being all bad girl in this chapter? What about all the new ships I created? There's really only two and one of them is dead. We need names for the ships! Comment! 

okay well goodbye for now!

~a&m