All Those Nights (Open.)

[Jacelynn Heron]

How had she gone back to loner girl in a matter of a few months? Few friends, single and no one to invite her to hangout. What a pathetic life to have in college. One would think she'd be going to party after party, but instead she'd sat in her dorm room working on her homework like a good little nerd girl. She had been doing all that she was asked to do by her parents and on occasion she even visited them. But it was growing tiresome and she hated not having a good social life. It was like repeating elementary school all over again and that was the last thing she wanted to be doing.

Well tonight was the night she decided to get out. It was time to go out and have a good time, meet new people and just have fun. She'd been neglecting fun for far too long and now was her shot to have a single ladies night at the club. If she was lucky, who knew, maybe she'd meet an attractive guy that would at least become a possible friend or just a dance partner for the night. She wasn't asking for a serious relationship or commitment, she just wanted fun. Heck, at this point she'd gladly hang out with a bunch of girls if it meant having someone to hang out with. It was better than being that loner girl she'd become.

After getting all gussied up, she set out towards the club scene in her little beetle that she loved so much. It wasn't long until she was at the club, parked and ready to party. Going clubbing while single was always better than going with a date, especially if you just so happened to be pretty (not that she thought she was). She parked outside of the club and locked the car before slipping into the thumping rave inside.

Jacelynn headed straight for the dance floor and thrashed around with all of the other bodies.

[Carter Chevalier]

Dom had been held up, it seemed. Not the worst news in the world, as Carter could definitely appreciate the reason why he was so held up. It meant that he was going solo. And that was perfectly fine, though he would really miss the essence that twins had when it came to socialising. He couldn't get mad at his brother finding something closer to home, anyway.

The rhythm of the bass line soaked up through the earth and into his feet, rocking the ground underneath him as he walked. The movement within the dirt was not uncommon for the boy. In fact, he relished the feeling.

Carter walked with his hands in his pockets, dressed in the most perfectly fitting black jeans and button up shirt. There was no point dressing up if he didn't look good, after all. So as always he ensured that his hair was perfect before he left. He made his way to the bar, unfurling his arm and resting against the counter top. With a small indication of his hand, he ordered himself a drink and looked out on the crowd.

[Jacelynn Heron]

Dancing with a bunch of strangers was always better than dancing alone. The way everyone moved at once was fascinating. There were times that Jacelynn would watch from the bar at the pulsating dancers because it was so artistic in a way. Everyone danced with the bass line and moved in synchronization. After a little while, Jacelynn got hot and needed some air that didn't reek of perfume and sweat. She slipped through the crowd effortlessly.

Once she was away from the crowd she had a little more elbow room and could push in the ear plugs that were needed whenever she went to a club like this. She loved music and even loved blasting it in her bedroom, but having it that loud hurt her ears due to the whole clairaudience thing so it was necessary to bring ear plugs everywhere she went. At least these ones matched her dress.

She walked up to the bar in her stiletto heels and pulled her hair around her shoulder. If she had really wanted to, she might have brought her fake ID to get an alcoholic beverage, but she wasn't interested in getting drunk tonight. Instead she ordered a coke from the bartender and attempted to block off all other sounds around her. The static coming from the speakers that was faint enough for everyone else to ignore it, but loud enough for her to hear it. Aleks rolled her eyes as she heard several failed pick-up lines and took a sip of her coke as she looked around.

Across the bar, she could have sworn she recognized the blond hair and sharp-angled features. But there was just no way it could be him.

[Carter Chevalier]

The dark liquid was set down in a short glass, two ice cubes settled in the drink without there being enough to cause them to float. Carter's hand crossed the line of the bar and picked it up with grace, bringing it to his mouth. Lips circled the line of the glass and he took a small sip. It was to be appreciated slowly, after all. The aftertaste refused to cross his face. He was used to it.

Carter's free hand lifted and ran along the line of his hair, ensuring its perfection. His blue eyes cast their gaze out and along the crowds. Dancers flocked to circles in order to be in groups as opposed to being out on their own. His mind processed the image in tandem with the thought of animalistic behaviour. And basic human instinct. Not wanting to get left behind was important to some people who simply weren't used to their own company.

Turning his back on the bar, Carter leaned against it with his glass in hand. He looked across the counter and caught eyes with someone he thought he recognised. Rather than making a move, he watched. Unsure.

[Jacelynn Heron]

Maybe it was her mind playing tricks on her by showing a familiar face? Maybe it was a look-alike? Hell maybe it was him. Either way, she sat there and attempted to ignore it. After all, she didn't want to look like she was desperate for attention of someone. Or company. Even if she was lonely, she didn't mind it. It gave her a chance to people watch. Her eyes slid across every face in her vision and she appraised them all. Some were pretty, some weren't. Some had chiseled features and high cheekbones, others shouldn't have been wearing tight-fitting clothing. They all interested her in different ways.

Aleks turned back to look at the boy across from her and caught him watching her. It had to be him, there was no way it could be a coincidence. She slid off the bar stool after finishing her coke. Instead of advancing towards him, she moved back into the crowd just as a little test to see if he was interested in actually conversing with her or if he was planning on sitting at the bar all night to drink.

Either way, she was determined not to dwell on his presence there. No matter how hot she found him.

She moved to the middle of the dance floor under the changing lights. The song changed to a more flowing and yet still upbeat song. Her body moved with the beat and she waited to see what would happen.

[Carter Chevalier]

Carter watched as she finished her drink and left where she was sitting. The twin Terrakinetic readied himself for her company by seemingly standing to attention; straightening up slightly and taking another sip from his glass. He was open about watching her, so if she was looking she probably would have seen the way he moved. So she moved, but not to him. Back into the crowd, where he nearly lost her face completely.

Finishing his drink, he left it down on the bar with the clink of the ice as his cue to stand upright.

Carter made his way through the crowd, intent on the dance floor where she was. He was slow to move, distracted by the way the occurring light changes painted her skin and features. Maybe she didn't see him, or perhaps she didn't care. At any rate, he was pulled out onto the floor by another person. A stranger.

He was almost forcibly yanked from the walk towards her and drawn in by another girl. He supposed he'd better just roll with that for now then, and dance with the stranger.

[Jacelynn Heron]

She'd been so sure he would ignore her. It could have been due to the whole self-esteem issue she had developed the last time she got screwed over, but she wasn't about to let it get to her now. After all, she wasn't looking for something serious and thoughts like that would not help her. Right when she was about to turn her attention from him completely, she glanced over her shoulder and saw his posture change and then he was up and walking towards the dancefloor.

Aleks' heart fluttered, but she continued until she was under the spotlights. The light kept changing colors from pink to blue to yellow and back to pink. For a while she just watched the light reflecting on the others around her, then she turned back to find him closer and she saw the light changing against his pallor. It only made him look more imaginary, more fantastic than he already was.

Just before he got to her, she saw another girl reach out and pull him in her direction. With a roll of her eyes, she flipped her hair over her shoulder and focused instead on the guy that was in front of her. He wasn't nearly as attractive as Carter, his hair was the color of dirt and his eyes were nearly black in the lighting. He had decent facial structure, but nothing of a model and as she'd admitted to Carter before, she had a weakness for model structure like his.

But the man in front of her would have to do for now. As if he knew her thoughts, his hands groped almost hungrily at her hips and he yanked her against his body. His skin was hot and he smelled musty, nothing attractive to her about that. She dance with him for a while, uninterested and unamused, but distracted for the moment.

[Carter Chevalier]

Being drawn away so suddenly was surprising. The blonde accepted the notion willingly, as the action was something he was used to by now. People could get so rough in situations like this.

It was hard to focus his line of sight long enough to get his bearings again. They were lost in a sea of alcohol and flashing lights, so any attempt to get back near her had been stalled for the moment by the girl pressing herself up against his form. Carter reciprocated the idea and allowed his hands to rest comfortably on the line of her hips. Her hair had been loosely pulled to one side and he took advantage of that fact.

He ran the tip of his nose alone the line of her neck, taking in what she had to offer him with curiosity. Her hand reached back to run through the back of his hair, enticing him forward. More to the point, he was temporarily lost in another individual. He too, was distracted.

[Jacelynn Heron]

It didn't take long for Jace to get tired of the guy in front of her. He wasn't very good at dancing and he was creeping her out with the whole groping thing because she just didn't find him attractive enough for a fling. So after the song ended, Aleks very nicely removed his hands from her hips and patted the side of his face after saying thank you and moved through the crowd once more. She'd gotten a glance at Carter and wasn't real thrilled to see him so engrossed in the girl that pulled him in.

Once she was away from the center where the creeper was and where she'd last seen Carter, she stopped just at the edge of the dancefloor and decided to dance there instead. It at least gave her a chance to find someone a little more attractive and got her out of view of the blond boy. If he was just trying to tempt her, she wasn't going to give in so quickly. He'd just have to work for it.

The song changed to a more upbeat dance song and Jacelynn grinded up against the group of guys she was surrounded by. At least a handful of them were decent to look at, and they didn't smell as sweaty as the last guy did. She was sure that stench had lingered on her own body and it made her feel sick. She'd let Carter have his fun with the girl he was with and she would continue to move around and dance with everyone if need be until he realized she was more interesting than any other girl on the floor.

[Carter Chevalier]

Simply put, Carter felt like she had no interest him him. She had seen him physically get up and move towards her; their eyes met and within seconds he was taken from another person. Try as he did to get away, when he caught sight of her she showed no interest in reaching out to him. Not at all. He had no reason to think she was interested in speaking to him again.

But the one that drew him away was clearly interested.

It wasn't that he needed the indication for self satisfaction. It was that he knew how to read things from situations that were given to him. And the stranger from the water with the pictures hadn't wanted to give him anything at this point. Carter wouldn't work for something that he felt had no gain. This was cemented further when she left his eyesight and moved away. Did she want nothing to do with him? He tried to turn his head to find her again, but he wasn't allowed to.

She had to show that she was into at least spending time with him, because up until this point in the night he had been giving and not at all receiving.

[Jacelynn Heron]

Jacelynn wasn’t exactly sure what to do at this point. She really did want to talk to the blond boy again, she just wasn’t the girl to steal away the attention. If anything she didn’t think she was good enough to steal attention from someone else. All she was looking for was some fun and she couldn’t even have that with the guys she was dancing with because her eyes kept wandering back to where she’d just come from. Seeking out the light blond hair that she had for some odd reason slipped away from.

Eventually, she just gave up on the dancing and went to the bar for some liquid courage. Screw staying sober, she wasn’t having any fun, and alcohol did make things better. She ordered a shot of vodka straight up and downed it. Feeling the heat flow down her stomach and through her veins, she knew that the only way she was going to get the attention of this guy was to act out of character, to be the attention-getter and do something crazy.

Jacelynn ordered one more and downed the second, straightened up and turned to face the dancefloor. Standing on the higher step where the bar stool was set, and due to her high heels, she could barely make out the middle of the dancefloor. Among the crowd, she was sure she found her target as well. What was she going to do though? For a second she thought, but the more she thought, the more she realized that if she kept it up she’d never do it. So, mustering up all the courage she’d been given through the alcohol, she practically marched through the crowd of dancers.

Slipping through effortlessly, she finally made her way to the center where she caught sight of Carter and the girl he was with. Just as she saw a break between the two, she hip checked the girl out of the way, light enough not to start a fight, but forceful enough to put herself up close and personal with Carter. Jace slid her arm up around his neck and leaned in close to where her lips brushed against his ear as she whispered, “You’ll have to bear with me, I’m not very good at pursuing people. Hope you don’t mind.” Pulling back, she smiled and glanced over her shoulder as the other girl sulked off to find a new dance partner.

[Carter Chevalier]

The girl at his waist was drunk. Carter had realised this a while ago, but that fact didn't put him off. She seemed to know how to move her body, but after a while he got the feeling that she wasn't comfortable in it. That was probably why she was dancing with the exotic looking boy in the first place. He gave her attention that she wanted, and he wanted attention too.

In that moment she had lost her footing and stumbled forward, giving a window of opportunity to the blonde woman who was looking to pursue him.

And that space was quickly filled by her. He felt the soft touch of her lips against his ear, her arm sliding around his neck to keep him close. The more she spoke, the more his smile twisted into an intrigued smirk. "Not at all," Carter replied over the music. His hand snaked around her waist, hand resting at the small of her back, "I thought you'd never find me." Or at least, that she wasn't interested.

[Jacelynn Heron]

Jacelynn was happy to hear that he wasn’t too disappointed with the change of partners. Honestly, she was surprised she actually did it without wimping out. Had she wimped out, she’d be sitting at the bar drinking and ignoring everyone else which wasn’t something that sounded like fun. Thankfully that little push from the alcohol had landed her a fun night.

Feeling his hand slide across her waist to the small of her back, she bit down on her lower lip while her heart leaped against her ribcage. His words filled her ears, drowning out all of the other sounds. So he really had been looking for her. Aleks had seen him perk up from the barstool when she walked towards the dance floor, she’d seen him look around and she knew he was coming for her when he got sidetracked, but it all seemed so unreal.

The lights flashed around them and she couldn’t help admiring how it made him look. The whole thing had a surreal feel to it, like she was in some crazy science fiction movie or supernatural book. The music flooded around them and the bodies were pulsating, but she was so focused on the way the spotlight made his skin glow and his eyes change color. “I have to say, I’m glad I did,” She called over the music offering him a smile as her other arm wrapped around his neck.

[Carter Chevalier]

If asked, Carter would explain that he simply went with the flow of things. Now that he knew she had some interest in him, he'd keep it in mind for the rest of the night. And maybe beyond that, depending on how things went. So she was glad, and so was he. He held her closer still, dancing in time with ease and enjoying the way she felt against him.

"This must be fate, belle." Carter replied lowly into her ear. As he leaned out, his lips curled into an intrigued smirk and his eyes locked with hers.

[Jacelynn Heron]

Whether tonight led to more nights or not, Jacelynn was just going to have fun. She didn't want to worry about if he found her attractive in more ways than just appearance wise. She didn't care really if he developed feelings for her or not. All she cared about at this point was flirting, dancing and having a good time with a hot guy. That couldn't be too hard.

He held her closer while dancing and she couldn't help but smile wider still. Carter was insanely good looking and the fact that he was dancing with her only made her feel more attractive. A guy like him wouldn't necessarily dance and flirt with a girl he didn't find attractive. He just didn't seem the type. Maybe he didn't focus solely on appearance, but more often than not with anyone looks did play a part. You just had to be physically attracted to someone if it was going to work out.

She felt his warm breath against her ear and her chest tightened as she attempted to breathe. Jace flipped her hair out of her eyes and smirked, "It would appear so. Fate works in strange ways doesn't it?" She mused as she swayed her hips against his.