Chapter 3

Logan was back at the club, after spying, and dancing with the latin beauty of the night before he had to return, if only to see if there were any more women who resembled her. He caught a flash of pink from the corner of his eye, and guessed that some girl was flashing the crowd, he turned to stare unabashedly, and was caught in the intense stare of a girl.

She couldn't possibly have been over 5"5 in height and her lack of height was made more apparent by the girl standing next to her. The latin beauty. Yet Logan found himself drawn to her, whether it was the hot pink hair, or the intense greenish orange of her eyes. he had to talk to her.

He walked over, flashed a small grin at the latin girl, then concentrated on the diminutive, but equally gorgeous girl in front of him.

"Hey" He said cooly, flicking a bit of his fringe out of his eyes with a head movement he had spent hours perfecting. "Care to dance?"

She grinned and nodded, then proceeded to the dance floor, one hand in his and the other grasping the apple martini she snagged from the counter.

"Dance and drink?" Logan asked playfully. "Seems like someone can multitask."

She let out a bark of laughter, before leaning her body against his and swaying to the beat of the fast techno that was blasting through the speakers. "Of course i can." She took a dainty sip of the martini. "So, what's your name handsome?"

"I'm Logan." He whispered his name in her ear, and got the result he desired. The feeling of his breath on the back of her neck had made her shiver slightly, and he was quite sure that he could take her home without a problem.

"Well I'm Nandie, and my friends call me Nani."

The beat of the song changed suddenly, a heavy base, with guitar, was added to the original techno beat. The girl, Nani, he corrected himself, let out a high pitched squeal, and pushed harder against him. She had leaned forward, and looked as if she would fall, so Logan placed his hands on her lower back in order to keep her steady as she moved. She giggled at his touch, and took a swing of the martini in her hand. Apparently someone isn't drunk enough yet. He thought with a grin.

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The clock struck one, and Nandie was finished. She was drunk, horny, and happy. She also felt as if she would sleep with anything, as long as it had legs and hair.

Jaline giggled at her friends antics, and apologized the the man who she had been dancing with, in order to rescue her friend. Jaline had seen her in this condition enough to know that if the girl wasn't taken home soon, she would do something she would come to regret.

In retrospect it's a blessing she did so.

Jaline walked over to the man her friend had been dancing with, recognizing him as the man she had danced with the night before. It was all in the eyes, simply because the man had the most gorgeous eyes she had ever seen.

He had Nandie slung over his shoulder, and grinned at her when she approached.

"So where does she go?" He asked with a chuckle, and what a handsome chuckle it was.

Jaline blushed, then pretending it was due to her friends unruly behavior said. "I'm so sorry, about this. She doesn't normally do this. I think it's because the guys got all our ever-clear." The words came out in a rush, mainly because her brain was moving faster than her mouth.

She hated this feeling that came over her, it was sudden, and fleeting, but she felt stupid, confused, and the beginnings of a crush.

It was understandable, the man stood at about 6"2, and even in her five inch "fuck me" pumps she couldn't clear his chin. Not to mention the handsome face, chiseled jaw, and high cheekbones. All in all, he was quite perfect even by her standards.

He chuckled again. "Well I'm sure all the ever-clear in the world can make up for the hangover she's gonna have in the morning." He paused, then continued. "I'm Logan by the way." He grinned, and Jaline felt her heart skip a beat.

"I'm Jaline" She grinned shyly at him, Nandie let out a groan from her position on Logan's shoulder, and Jaline giggled at her friends obvious distress. "Oh, we have to take her home." She then lead the way out of the bar.

Once again, they looked strange. This trio, a tiny pink haired girl, slung over the shoulder of a handsome man, and the latin beauty lead the way.

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The walk was mainly silent. They had been forced to stop a few times, for Nani's sake, but the pauses in the trip had been brief. Jaline unlocked the door to the apartment, and waved at the other girls, all of which had opted to stay home and have a horror movie marathon.

They just sniggered at Nandie and said, in unison. "That's why we didn't go out tonight. Nani had drinking envy." Then they each let out an evil cackle and stared at each other strangely.

"And that's why I didn't stay here." Jaline said with a grin. "We all get twin moments when we watch horror movies together." She turned to Logan. "Nani's room is right here." She opened the door, and winced at the mess. "She forgot to clean again." She made a face, and waded to the bed, cutting a path through the piles of clothes.

She pulled down the sheets on the neatly made bed, suppressing a laugh when she noticed the empty condom wrapper tucked into the folds of the sheets. Nandie was one of her more eccentric friends, and she never ceased to get men. Where she got them from, Jaline had never figured it out. She figured that most of them came from the club, because Nandie went almost every night, it was actually a miracle she was still passing her classes considering the amount of partying she did.

She was jolted from her musings by a groan from Nandie, and realized that she was moving the same portion of sheet as before. She flashed the handsome boy a sheepish grin.

"Sorry Han-" No, she thought, His name is Logan, not handsome boy. Though he is quite handsome. "Logan, I got distracted, I had a bit too much as well."

He let out a laugh. "What were you distracted by?"

"This." Jaline turned to him, condom wrapper in hand, giggling a little. "I didn't know she had sex this week."

He raised an eyebrow at her. "You know when she has sex?"

"Yup" She bobbed her head up and down. "My room is right next door, so I can hear like, everything. Besides these walls are paper thin. Practically the whole floor knows when someone gets any."

Logan laughed outright at that, and placed Nandie gently on her bed. "So now i know where not to come for discreet sex."

"I never said we know who they fuck, but after a while you know the difference between certain peoples. Like, Emily, she's the blond, she growls at people. And Michele, she's indian, she trills at people. Like," Jaline made a strange face, and a emitted a squeak. "Fuck, I can't even do it. That noise is fuckin weird." She then shook her head, and muttered. "Fuck, i think I'm drunker than I thought I was."

Logan, who had removed Nandie's shoes and tucked her into the bed, was having trouble restraining his laughter throughout her monologue. At Jaline's last statement however, he could no longer control himself, and laughter spilled from his lips. "I think we could be very good friends Jali." He said in between spurts of his now uncontrollable laughter.

Jaline smiled at him, gazing at his profile. Not that he noticed of course, he was guffawing. Eyes closed, covering the eyes she wanted to stare into, hair falling into his face, and flashing something she hadn't noticed on first glance.

A tongue ring.