Vanessa Hart's Story

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Its a beautiful Sunny day. The group hopes that by spending the time on the beach maybe the awkwardness will fade away. Thy plan to head to an area closest to the house. Which is still actually pretty close to the boardwalk.

Recap of last night:

The night began with a few laughs as they shared stories and remenisced. A few members of the group drrank a bit much and things started to take a dangerous turn so instead of playing the game they decided to plan for tommorow. They bys wanted to go down to the public beach during the day and head clubbing that night, the girls said that would be fine as long as they got to pick the plans the next day. Just as everyone was ready to tun in for the night a visitorr arrived. To Khloe, Sammie, Rylee, and James dismay it turned out to be Khloe's spiteful cousin Vanessa.

Vanessa insisted that the group was boring and challenged them to a drinking game of never have I ever. Twenty minutes in (by that time everyone was buzzed) she said Never have I ever liked my best friend's crush Then once Sammie begrudgingly took a sip she turned to ask Khloe how it felt to know that the guy you've always had feelings for wanted your best friend. Khloe of course ran off, completely mortified. Ellie and Lacey went after her but before Ellie left Vanessa smirked and said "I bet you know exactly how it feels to be jealous of Sammie" Ellie then went to her room. Lacey ended up sleeping in Khloe's room. The boys went to their own rooms. But not without Vanessa winking at Steve

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Khloe woke up to a slight twing in her head. She groaned ad slowly opened her eyes, which were a bit stuck due to the fact that she fell asleep in mascara. She glanced over to see that Lacey was asleep next to her, a halo of curls envoloping her face. That's when all of last nights events flooded through her. She groaned and raked her hands through her hair. After some serious reluctance, she climbed out of her bed and paded to one of the bathrooms. She turned on the shower but went to the mirror first. She wanted to see how she looked, she wanted to memorize this feeling, so she'd never have to feel it again. Her hair was plastered frizzy, her eyes had black smudges along the bottom, her cheek had a faint black streak along it, and her eyes were red from crying. She groaned loudly. Why me?, she thought as she slipped into the shower. She sighed, letting the hot water and steam engulf her. She thoroughly scrubbed her face, her body, and her hair.

When she opened the bathroom door the smell of Vanilla and honey suckle. She had completely refreshed herself. Her skin was dewy, her hair deep conditioned, and her skin softened. I am pretty, I can have any boy I want She chanted. She walked to her room with her head high but when she slipped in she sighed. Lacey was still sleeping so she grabbed her clothes and got dressed in the bathroom. She slipped on her sexiest bikini's. It was a string bikini, but was wired so it still fit her comfortably. She then slipped a long tank ove it that hit her upper thigh, she opted to not put shorts on under it, but packed a pair of white cotton short shorts anyway.


Khloe headed downstairs and grabbed an iced coffee from the fridge. She headed downstairs but stopped when she saw Sammie on the stairs. A lump formed in her throat, choking her up but she swallowed it down and walked by, mumbling a "Hey" before passing her. She slipped out the door, to one of the terraces and sat in one of the lounge chairs.

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Vanessa smirked as she awoke. She flipped her long blonde hair, out her way and slid out of bed. She was quite pleased with herself. So far she'd pretty much ruined her spoiled little brat cousins vacation and found a hot guy to play with. After showering, she slipped into a tiny bikini and a pair of cheeky shorts that showed the bottom curve of her butt. Then skipped down the stairs where she saw Sammie. She grinned her cat like grin before poking out her lip and saying "Poor baby" She sneered, Perfect little Khloe doesn't like you anymore because you took Rylee? By the way, nice job. I mean you could have any boy in the group, especially since you want every boy in the group and you take the one she wanted. Even better the one she made herself pretty for" She giggled "You are cold hearted Then skipped happpily aaway.

Steve groaned awake as the sun finally hit his face. "Ugh, Man. Guess those pills hit me harder than I thought." He rubbed his eyes and yawned as he sat up and swung his legs over the bed. "If I felt this bad after taking them. I don't want to imagine what I'd feel like with a hang over and this." He said standing up. He looked around and saw that he crashed in Leo's room. "Fitting, he never showed up. I sleep on his bed."

Steve was the only one who didn't drink that night, or at least as far as he remembers. He could remember what generally happened, but specific details are fuzzy. He managed to sneak out of playing by volunteering to tend the fire, he said something about drunks and fires don't tend to mix. Vanessa only agreed because he made such a good case about not wanting to take an intoxicated teenager to the hospital for severe burns and explaining why a bunch of underage kids are drinking anyway. That, and she didn't know how high he really was.

He headed towards the room he put his stuff and was greeted by a person sleeping on his bed. He shrugged it off and grabbed his stuff and headed back to Leo's room. He changed out of the clothes he had on yesterday. He put on his red swim trunks and his Spiderman T-shirt. Something else happened he knew it, but he couldn't put his finger on it. It had something to do with Lacey. He thought about it for a bit and came up empty.

Steve walked up to the window and saw Khloe sitting in a chair looking very sullen. He felt bad for her, it sucked having someone you want taken from you. He tried to remember what exactly happened to end like that, but he just couldn't recall. He sighed, "Join us this year Steve, she said. You'll have fun, she said." As he finished talking to himself, he saw Sammie walk out fairly quickly and then take off running.

"Aw, Jebus. Things are not looking for this group." He sighed as he decided to head after her. He needed to know her side of things. Honestly, he couldn't care less if Sammie did anything with Rylee, but it isn't like Sammie to openly hurt her best friend. He had to get to her first before anybody else did. Steven headed down stairs and saw Ellie and Davey,

"Sup Davey, Morning Ellie." Steve said walking past the pair. He briefly wondered why Davey here, but he'd find out later. He made his way towards the front door and said, "I'm heading out. I'll be back soon." He headed outside and went to the beach directly. He found her a couple minutes later. He heard her before he saw her.

"You know, you're going to need a better hiding spot than this if you keep crying like that." Steve said kneeling next to her. "I'm not here to call you names, tell Khloe where you are, and judge you. I've already done the last one, and this," he made a movement with his hands, "Doesn't change that judgement I made so long ago. So, cheer up. You have at least one friend that cares about you. Of course I'm not sure how much I count, but it's still one more than Hitler." He smiled at her. "Anything you say, will be kept between us. Unless you spill the beans then I pretty much get a free pass."

"What do you mean this doesn't change the judgement you made so long ago? Are you talking about this talk, or... whatever last night was?" She said to him.

"I mean last night. I don't quite remember all of it, but I do remember that some nasty things being said and done." Steve said not losing his smile. "I also remember that you weren't exactly thrilled to be playing. Even fought with Vanessa for a few minutes. I was impressed you stood your ground for as long as you did."

He looked up and saw Khloe head inside, He then looked around to see if he had been followed. Didn't want Vanessa to find him talking to her. "One of two things will happen; Everything blows over and you and Khloe go back to being BFFs or it's going to get a lot worse. How much worse, I can't tell." Steve had to get back to the house soon or they would put two and two together, and he really didn't need his six other friends and Vanessa jumping down this throat for talking to the 'enemy.'

"I know sitting here and crying isn't going to make things better. Do you think Khloe would still be mad if she saw you as the wreck you are now? Probably, but she would at least know it was a mistake and everybody makes them. Cliche I know, but it's true. Now, I'll leave you alone now, I'm sure you didn't want to be disturbed, and I have to get back to the house." Steve stood up and scratched his head. He started walking back to the house, but after a few steps he stopped, turned his head; his smile wasn't anywhere on his face.

"Don't go, you'll regret that you did for the rest of your life. More importantly I don't want you to go." That was the last thing he said to her as he walked away.

He got a fair bit of distance away from Sammie and sighed, "I need a smoke." He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cigarettes. He opened the pack and stopped dead in his tracks. "Fucking hell. I'm going to kill somebody." He seethed anger. Somebody had stole more than half of his smokes he had remaining. Nobody in the group smoked, that he knew of at least, and Khloe had moved past breaking his cigarettes. He sighed and decided to let it go. Though if his smokes keep coming up missing, he wasn't going to drop it.

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The group gathered into groups and piled into cars. The group packed blankets and snacks even though there was food stands nearby. A while later Maxwell and Kevin joined the group. A group of Vanessa's friends joined in too. Making it go from a cozy group of friends to a beach bash.

The group plans to go to the Bamboo club later. There's food,, laughter, drinks, and the water.

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When they first got to the beach Steve was just content sitting on his blanket and reading his book. When Vanessa showed up Steve was cooling off in the ocean. Soon enough he got a couple of her friends walking up to him and would usually ask,

"Hey man, I heard you were the one to talk to if I wanted to meet Mary Jane." At first Steve just said, he didn't know anybody named Mary Jane. Then after a dozen people walking up to him, he let one of them have it. He was sick of people bugging him. It was his vacation.

"So, man. I heard you do know Mary Jane, and you're just keeping her all for yourself, not cool man." One of the guys from New York said.

"I don't think you heard me the first time. So, I'll lay it out for you." He punched the guy right in the face. "Oops, guess I meant; I'll lay you out." Steve walked away as a couple of the guys friends ran over to him. They started shout at Steve about how they were going to make him pay. He just turned around and said, "You don't want to mess with me 'cause if you do... You might wind up in a ditch somewhere." He walked over to his blanket and sat down. He rubbed his eyes and laid back, his knuckles hurt from hitting the guy in the face. He looked at his right hand and saw that he had cut his knuckles. Steve walked over to the water and shoved his hand into the salty drink. His hand burned and itched like he couldn't believe.

As Steve turned around he saw the last person in the world the he wanted to be right behind him, "Vanessa, did you really have to tell your douche bag friends I sold pot, because I don't or at least not anymore. So tell your goons to leave me alone, or..." Steve didn't have to finish his sentence, his eyes told the entire story of what he'd do.

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Khloe was past drunk. People were starting to blend and was Max groping her? She didn't know. "Sshtop" She said in a very drunken voice. He was groping her and she didn't like it. She pushed him away but he just pulled her closer "C'mon don't be a prude now." He whispered harshly in her ear. She didn't want this, any of this. She didn't even know if she wanted Rylee. Not if you lose Sammy A voice echoed in her head. She whipped her head around, suddenly not spotting her. "I need Sammie" She said wading out the water. "Take me home!" She demanded. But he just chuckled "Surprise, Surprise He said holding his arms out wide and laughing loudly. She knew he was doing this on purpose. She knew what he was going to do but it still stung, like a slap in the face.


She turned and walked away from him, a defiant look on her face. You are pretty, you are attractive, you are smart, somebody will love you., she chanted to herself. The same chant she repeated everyday and every night. She walked along the side of the beach until she saw somebody she recognized. Billie maybe? Did he date Nessie? "Uh hey..." She said as she approached him. "Danny?" He offered (Woah way off). She smiled apologetically, at least she hoped it was apologetic. "Can you take me home?"

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A few minutes later they pulled up in front of the beach house "Hey how did you..." She began but he just smirked and said "Me and Nessie hooked up here a couple times" Then sped off. All she could seem to muster was "Please not my bed" The thought of Nessie in her room doing That was enough to make her... vomit. Which she did, right on her driveway. Ok, all new low for her but she had a couple hours to sober.

She made the seemingly impossible trek in the house (God they had a lot of stairs). "Shammie" She called "Shammy I'm swary, I'm a bad person. Please still love me." She found one of the bathrooms locked and started... somewhat banging on the door. They never locked doors in her house, no matter how upset you were. "Open up, Shammy pleash. I love you, I will always love you. Your my Besht friend." She gave up on banging and simply whispered Pleash"

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Vanessa was having a great time. Her cousin was being attacked by some perv, all her friends hated her, and she was wasted. Just when she thought it couldn't get better, here comes Steve all angry... and hot. So hot "So tell your goons to leave me alone or I'll..." Vanessa licked her lips "Bend me over your knee?" She inched closer to him "Oh wait, I'd like that." She blew him a kiss before walking away. "By the way your two drama queens are gone. I really hope my cuz' got a ride because she is past DUI" She giggled a bit at the end part.

"Bend me over your knee?" Steve's eyes flicked as his mind created that image. He wouldn't hate giving Venassa what she deserved. His resolve was almost broken when she inched closer and admitted to liking it. He was so caught up in the moment he almost missed the last part. When she was far enough away Steve sighed, "I'm gonna lose control one of these times, and then I've really fucked up then." He looked around and saw the only people were missing were Sammie and Khloe, "Damn it, did nobody think it was it good idea to watch her?" He saw the half of the Twin Tools that Khloe was hanging around before he lost track of her.

Steve ran over to him, "Max right? You wouldn't happened to have seen Khloe recently or at least know where she went?"

"Yeah, we started making out, it was getting heavy. Then out of nowhere she started freaking out about how she wanted to go home?"

Steve's anger grew as he listened to Max. "You didn't think it was a good idea to take her home?"

"I don't owe her any favors, she just a tease."

"One last question, Leo ever hit you?"

"No, why?"

"Just a shame really," as he finished his sentence he punched Max in the gut with his left hand, "That's for not giving Khloe a ride home, and this is for taking advantage of an intoxicated 18 year old." As he finished speaking he brought up a right uppercut to Max's jaw. He landed on his back and from the looks of things, he was about ready to cry. "Now, you must suck at picking up chicks if you have to resort to molesting drunk 18 year olds. Now, you know what comes next, I find out this happened again to Khloe or any other girls and I might not hold back next time." When he finished speaking a whistle went off behind him, "You say anything to contradict me and I'll speed up our next session."

"You two there, what are you doing?" A male life guard said running up to the pair.

"We were just rough housing and it got kinda out of hand. Sorry about that." Steve said extending his hand to Max.

"Yeah, we're sorry about the trouble sir," Max said getting up.

"Alright, but just keep yourself out of trouble." He turned to Steve and said, "I catch you 'rough housing' again, and I'm going throw out, understood?"

"Crystal clear sir," Steve said nodding. The life guard walked away from the pair. "Now, find your friend and bail. I'm guessing we're gonna take off soon anyway." He saw Ellie and remembered that he last saw Sammie with her. He walked over to the girl and said, "You wouldn't happen to know where Sammie went right? Last time I saw her she wasn't in a good place, Khloe got a ride home from someone and..." Steve plopped down on the sand next to her, "I think Vanessa is playing mind games with me, and I think I kind of like it. I'm sorry, I just needed to vent." Steve sighed. He needed to tell somebody about Vanessa's games with him and he sure as hell couldn't tell the rest of the group.

He looked up and saw Lacey talking to Rylee and felt something in his chest. 'Ah crap. I think I'm getting jealous.' He tried banish his feelings like he has done before, except they weren't going away. He wanted to wave to her, but he was afraid she wouldn't see him. So, he just resigned himself to watch her from a distance. "They never tell you that being a teenager is one long hellish nightmare."

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After a tremulous day of partying at the beach the group heads back to the hoouse where Sammie and Khloe aree waiting for them. Steve helps Khloe in her slightly drunk haze, sober up while everybody gets dressed. After about forty minutes everybody is dressed and ready to go. Khloe, Rylee, Lacey, and James pile in a car. Davey, Samie, Steve, and Ellie pile in the other.

The group heads to Club Bamboo, where Davey has a VIP hook up. The bass is bumping so loud that the room seems to thump along. Blue and pink lights give it a dreamy haze. The VIP area is blocked off by a rope but Davey easily gets them in. A waitress leaves a bottle of vodka on the table and takes their drink orders. The VIP area is more like a lounge with long rounded white leather sofas and chic glass tables. Blue lights shine overhead.

On the dance floor people are grinding and jumping and fist pumping their way through songs. In thee center theres a mosh pit of sorts except they're just jumping. To the left of the dance floor is a bathroom hallway filled with weed smoke. To the right a secluded dark area that couples seem to be using to get "acquainted"
The bar has two hot bartenders. Kevin is one of them, the other is a pretty girl. They expertly serve drinks and charm customers. Vanessa sits at the bar a cat like smile playing on her lips. Eager to see wha awaits them tonight.

As Steve entered the VIP area, he could only whistle. "Damn, Davey. Once again you have delivered." Steve laughed as he patted Davey on the back. "Alright, folks I'd hate to be that guy, but somebody does. We need designated drivers. I'll be one and we need another volunteer. As much as I would like to drive two cars at once it just isn't going to happen." As he finished his sentence the sweet aroma of marijuana filled his nostrils. "Nature calls. Sammie, I'll dance with you after I get back. 10 minutes tops." Steve said smiling. As he made his way to the bathroom the grin on his face got larger and larger.

Steve entered the bathroom and was greeted by a wall of smoke. "I think I died and went to Hell, 'cause Heaven can't be this awesome," He said walking up to the sink. He saw lighters go off and on all around him, and somebody was always coughing. When he got to the counter he checked himself out in the mirror, he had put on a black suit, with his tie tied loosely, and his white shirt was tucked in. He shot himself a smile and pulled out his weed. He rolled up a joint and light it in under a minute. Steve walked over to an empty spot on the wall and leaned up against it.

A couple minutes had past and he had about only took a couple of hits, when a voice startled him, "Hey, could I get a hit off of that." He looked at where the voice came from and saw a cute red head, with green eyes, and wore a little black dress that hugged at the right places.

"Uh.. Sure," For once Steve was at a loss for words. He handed her the joint and soon, his words came back to him. "Wait, isn't this the men's restroom? So, why are you here?"

"I saw something I liked so I followed it." She said handing it back.

"And that would be?"

"I'm not telling."

"Is that so, Well as much fun as this had been..."

"Melody,"

"I got somebody waiting for me, So you can keep the rest of that. I'll see you around." Steve said as he headed out the bathroom. While the door was closing behind him, he could have sworn he heard her shouting about how she didn't get his name.

He finally got back to the VIP section in 9 minutes, "See, told you I'd be back in under ten minutes. Let's dance," Steve held out his hand to Sammie. Something out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. He looked over with out turning his head and saw Vanessa smiling. Steve felt his pulse quicken, 'Keep it cool, she's not good for you.'His focus shifted back on Sammie.

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Khloe had escaped from the confined space as quickly as possible. She looked around, amazed by the life of the party. Everybody seemed to be in a trance and she understood why. She immediately curled into one of the soft leather couches. When the waitress took her order she shook her head "Yeah, no. Do you have a Shirley Temple?" She leaned her head against the couch, her feet tucked under her. She smiled at Davey "This is Amazing Davie" She shook her head "I don't know how you did it." but it's amazing.

The waitress came back setting their drinks on the table. She went to take a sip of hers when a voice behind her said "This club has the best drinks and your getting that." She turned to see a dark haired guy with big pale green eyes and chiseled cheek bones. He wore a rugby team polo and designer jeans. "Uh yeah I am." She said with a straight face but ended up grinning anyway. I'm Charles She nodded "Khloe

Turned out Charles was a nice guy. They walked over to the bar and started talking. He was here with his friends from college and he did indeed play rugby. He asked her to dance but she wasn't too sure if she could even really move in the low cut dress without spilling out so she declined. But she did give him her number when he asked for it. When she came back to the VIP section she was still grinning a little. After being brutally insulted. by Max and the whole Rylee situation it was good to feel.. wanted in a romantic way.

"Will you guys dance?"[color] She asked as she sat between James and Ellie. She leaned her head on Ellie's shoulder [color=#FA3264]"I feel like we haven't talked all day. I didn't get to ask.." She said moving her hair, which straightened almost pooled in her lap "Are you ok." She tugged on a red curl "I haven't seen your gorgeous smile all day" She pulled out her phone and sent a text to Davey



Then looked at him pointedly when he opened it. She glanced around. Sammie and Steve were dancing, Vanessa was seething at the bar watching them. Rylee sat next to James and she forced Davey and Lacey to sit next to each other on the opposite side facing them. She sat next to James and Ellie.

Steve stopped listening to the words of the songs, what they said made no difference to him. All he cared about was not making a complete jackass out of himself while dancing. He tried to keep all of his attention on Sammie, but as they danced he kept getting glimpses of Vanessa. Her smile had left her face and now a scowl was in its place. Somehow he got the impression that it was a bad thing to make Vanessa jealous. He focused himself on Sammie, who had started to hold his hand tighter.

"Steve...Tell...Something?" Steve tried to make out what Sammie had said, but he didn't have a clue. As the song progressed he noticed that they were getting closer and closer. He thought it was because the crowd was growing, but after a quick sweep of the dance floor disproved that theory. He smiled at Sammie when she threw her hands up in the air and yelled. When Sammie spoke, he caught every word.

He nodded his head and motioned to get off the dance floor so they can talk. He grabbed her hand so they wouldn't be separated in the mess that was called the dance floor. As he led Sammie he didn't have to look at Vanessa to know that she was staring at him. When they got somewhere the music wasn't deafening, Steve looked around and found out you couldn't see the VIP are from here. "You might have something to tell me, but I got something to give you." His eyes were no longer looking into hers, they were staring at her lips. He wanted her more than any of his flings in school put together. He grabbed her shoulders and kissed her right on the lips. He had felt something he hadn't felt with the others, a spark.

He pulled away and hoped to God he had made the right move. He didn't want to mess things up with Sammie, but kissing her had been on his mind since they started dancing and there was no better time than the present to deal with his feelings.