First Encounter

First Encounter

A Chapter by Margarita Miranda

It was one of those days were the sky was gray and you couldn't help but feel gloomy. Those days were all you wanted to do was stay in and see the notebook on repeat. My older and only sister, Nevaeh, had other plans. She was getting ready for a night out with her best friend from birth, Alice, and her boyfriend of two years, Alex. My sister and I have always been opposite. While she has had millions of boyfriends I have only had one and I was seven at that time. Sometimes I couldn't help but feel jealous that she has an amazing best friend and even more of an amazing boyfriend. He does everything and anything for her.

    So, as I watched her get ready I couldn't help but feel lonely, as I checked my phone the zero notification confirmed it. It was a Friday night and my best friend, Stacey, was working and wouldn’t be out until ten thirty. This friday night can’t get any worse.

“If you want I can can ask Alex if he has a hook up to get you in the club,” she asked me,”You know Alex he would do anything for you to not be alone.”

    By now I had two choices, take her up on the offer and see couples practically having sex on the dance floor or go see a movie at the theater by myself.

“No, I’m good, I think I’m just going to go catch a movie at the theater. Plus you know how I feel about going to the club before my eighteenth” I replied back to her, still watching her as she put on her red lipstick.

Standing up I started stretching “I’m going to go change and then i'm heading out, I’ll come back to let you know that I’m leaving. Okay?”

“Yeah, yeah go get ready to see your lame movie.”

Leaving her room, which has way too much pink for my liking, I went to mine. My room was nothing special My walls were painted a light mint green. My room used to be a color ashy gray, but my mom thought that my room was too boyish and dark for me.

Going  straight to my closet and taking out my black zip up sweater and my dark blue skinny jeans pairing them with my Chuck Taylors. I gave myself a once over. Grabbing my car keys to my baby Shelby and my wallet. I started exiting before I realized that I was forgetting my glasses, without them I wouldn’t be able to see the cars and the movie.

Standing in front of Nevaeh's room door I told her I was leaving, “Hey, Nev, have fun at the club and enjoy yourself just don’t do anything dangerous. Love you.”

“Wait!”

She opened her room door and stepped out. “How do I look?”

“You look amazing as always,” I responded. “Bye.”

Kissing her on the cheek and going to the front door. When I opened it I was not expecting to see Alex, Alice, and a stranger. Being the hormonal teen I am, I couldn’t help but check out the stranger. From what I could see from the dim lighting outside my porch he had chocolate brown eyes. Saying my hello and goodbye to them I started walking towards my 1981 500SL Mercedes, Shelby, Alex had gotten one of his friend to paint her a dark blue. She looks as good as new. Inserting my key to unlock the door I was interrupted by a deep husky voice.

“Wait, aren’t you going with us?” assuming the person who spoke was Alex’s friend asked. turning around I looked at his face. He was by far the most handsome guy I had ever seen. And I had seen my fair share of handsome fellas. He was dressed in a black button up, but you could see the outline of his muscles. He had black jeans on and louis Vuitton shoes. By looking at him I could tell he came from the rich side of town.

My family is obviously not rich, but we aren’t poor. Society would classify us as the middle class. Forgetting that he asked me a question I responded “No, I’m still seventeen.”

“Do you want to go? I can get you in”

“I-”

“I own the club, getting you in wouldn’t be a problem if thats whats stopping you from going”

Turning back around and opening my car door then slipping inside I responded “ Thanks but no thanks. As crazy as it sounds I’m saving my club experience for my eighteenth birthday.”

Closing my car door and turning on my car I put my seatbelt on and was about to reverse when I notice a car behind mine. A bugatti. A fucken’ Bugatti. Looking out my window I saw Stranger smirking. That little b***h knew he was blocking my car. Alex and Alice were just standing there while we had a stare down. Alex knowing how aggressive I got when trying to leave or be on time for an appointment of anytype, interrupted before I got out of my car and hit the Stranger.

“Teagan, man, move your car. She’ll hit it if you don’t” Alex told him.

Strangers name is Teagan. It suited him. It seems like that name was made for him.

Teagan began walking toward my window motioning me to roll it down. Standing in front of my car now he knocked on my window. Being the stubborn girl I am I acted like he wasn’t there. He is no use to me if he isn’t moving his car. I could tell he was getting mad because his knocks became more aggressive. My car door was opened a second later.

    “Let me give you a ride to wherever you are going, it’s on the way to the club”

    “You don’t know where I’m going, so how could you possibly know where I am going? And that it is on the way to the club?” I asked.

    “You are going to the movie theater and there is a amc at the mall 10 minutes away from my club” Teagan looked at me daring me to tell him that he was wrong.

    “True fact but I don’t want to go to that theater. It is big and I I’m going by myself and I don’t want to take the chance of being robbed.” I replied back “Plus the workers give me the chills.”

    “Come on. I’ll walk you to the theater and buy a ticket. I can walk you all the way inside if you want”

“Fine, but you are also buying my ticket and some nachos.” I responded back.

Offering me his hand to help me get out of my car. I took my keys out of the ignition and took his hand pulling me up. Looking up at his face I found him staring at me. Feeling awkward I looked away.

Looking at Alex and Alice I saw them staring at us with there mouths opened. That isn’t strange.

“Hi baby” said Nevaeh stepping out of the house turning and locking the door. And then going up to Alex and giving him a peck on the lips. "Hey Teagan and Alice,” she greeted, “ Charlotte I thought you had left already”

“Teagan’s car was blocking mine. He’s giving me a ride now.” I told her.

“We are going the same way so I offered her a ride,” interjected Teagan.

Looking at Nevaeh to see what she thought about the new information I saw her checking out Teagan. Does Nevaeh have a crush on Teagan? No, She’s with Alex for two years and they are madly in love you. I'm probably just imagining things.

Teagan then turned towards me, “Come on, let’s go. And I called Ryder, he is going to let you inside as soon as you get there. so you won’t have to worry about the long line. I also put your name in the V.I.P list.” Grabbing my hand he led me towards his bugatti. Now that i’m looking at the exotic car, I admired it. It was a red with a strip of black in the middle going down. If it looked this good in the outside i wonder what the inside looked like. Opening the passenger door he held it until I got in and then closed it. Leather seats. The cushion on my butt confirmed my suspicion. The inside of the car was so beautiful. The seats are black with red in the middle as well as the rest of the car. Teagan entered moments later.

“You have a beautiful car. What’s her name?” I asked. Teagan started pulling out of my driveway. While on the street was when he finally answered my question.

“ You know about cars? And I don’t have a name for her. You name your cars?” he asked me.

“I know brands. Talk to me about engines and i will stare at you with a blank face. I name my car. I only have Shelby. Can I name your car? please?”

By the end of my sentence i was looking at him with my puppy dog eyes.

“Fine, you can name my car, but if I don't like the name i will veto it.”

“You won’t have to veto it because you will love it. are you ready for it?”

Raising his eyebrow he responded “give it your best shot.”

“ Okay. Angel. Because the car is black and red which are dark demonic colors but she purrs like heaven.”

“wow. I actually like it.” We were now getting on the freeway. “Do you want to listen to some music?” he asked me. He can be a gentleman. surprise. surprise. Not waiting for my reply he pushed the power button and Chris Brown new flame started blasting through the surround sound. I spoke too soon he is no gentleman.

“Thanks for letting me reply. You’re lucky I like this song.” I informed him. After I spoke we both stayed silent. while on the way to the mall there was so many things questions in my head. I wanted to ask him about his age and what else he did outside of the club business. but i kept quiet until we got to the mall where the theater is located.

“Just leave me in the front. You don’t actually have to come in. I was just joking. Thanks for the ride” I told him.

“I told you when we were at your house that I would go with you. Plus now that we are here I want to stay and watch the movie with you” he responded back.

“Fine” by this time he had found a parking spot. I got out of the car quickly as soon as he parked the bugatti.

“Get back inside” he told me.

“What? Why?” I asked him. He opened the door to the passenger side.

“You are supposed to wait for me to open the door for you. Now get back inside.” he replied back with annoyance in his tone. Getting back inside he closed the door and a second later he reopened it. He offered me his hand. Stepping out AGAIN he helped me out and then closed the door behind me. Without letting my hand go we started going toward the mall. This gesture did not go unnoticed by me. My heart started beating so fast I thought it was going to burst out of my chest. Not to mention that my hands started getting sweaty. He’s probably grossed out and the first opportunity he finds to let go of my sweaty hand he’ll take it. Why is this small gesture getting such a reaction from me?

Passing by the stores I couldn’t help but look at the mannequins. Although I dress in jeans and t-shirts I still have a sense of style I just don’t show it often. keeping a mental note to come back and shop tomorrow. Coming to an abrupt stop I hadn’t notice that we had already made it to the theater and make me bump into Teagan's muscled back.

Teagan suddenly turned towards me.

“What movie do you want to watch?” he asked me. Without hesitation I replied “If I stay.”

Rolling his eyes at me we went to go wait in line. When it was our turn to go we went to the pay for our tickets. To my luck we got a teenage boy around the age of eighteen or seventeen. “Hi, what movie would you like to watch?” while asking this the boy whose name is Charles by the name tag he was wearing, kept on staring at me. Teagan noticed this.

“Stop looking at her” Teagan told him anger laced in his deep husky voice. To say it wasn’t hot as hell would be a lie.

“Sorry, Sir” Charles replied with a shaky voice. “What movie would you guys like to watch?”

“Two tickets to If I Stay” Teagan replied back

“That will be 25 dollars” Charles told him the amount.

Without letting go of my hand Tegan took his black credit card and handed it to Charles.  “Here are your tickets. Have a nice night.” Charles said while handing Tegan our tickets.


© 2015 Margarita Miranda


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