Chapter 2

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I realized as I got out of the car that I was early. Like half an hour early. Yikes. I hadn't meant to do that. I was just so excited that I left and hadn't even paid attention to the time. I hoped no one would mind. I seriously considered getting back in the car and driving around but decided not to. I walked up the door and rang the bell. Carrie answered a moment later and I immediately felt bad and regretted my decision. She seemed shocked to see me so early. "Lacey! Hi. You're early." She said, stating the obvious. "Yeah, sorry about that. I didn't mean to get here so early." I said, genuinely embarrassed. "No, it's okay. The guys are just here." She replied. "Okay. I don't mind!" I replied. Carrie smiled but I could tell there was something she wasn't saying. I decided not to press the matter though. "Come in." Carrie said. "Gabriel, Jon, Lacey is here. She got here early." She said, leading me into the house. I followed her into the living room where Jon and Gabriel were sitting. The moment I entered the room, I felt a strange tension. Gabriel immediately got up to greet me though, making me feel welcome at least. "Lacey, nice to see you!" He said, giving me a quick hug. "Nice to see you too!" I started. "Excited for tonight?" I added. "A little. We aren't doing much. Just hanging out around town, but it will be fun!" He said. I smiled. "Too bad you guys aren't coming into the city with us! The club is going to be so much fun!" I said. "Yeah, I am sure it will be. Not really my style though. Plus, Jon hates the city." He added. "Oh, really. Why?" I asked, turning to Jon. He was as handsome as I remembered him to be. Jon turned to look at me, his eyes meeting mine, and I almost gasped. If looks could kill, I would have dropped dead right there. His dark eyes were cold. He looked at me like he hated me. "I don't like being around all those….people." He said. He said people as if he was talking about a rodent. The word was dripping with disdain. "Oh, yeah. I am not too big on crowds either." I added awkwardly, trying to make conversation. Jon didn't even reply making me feel even worse. He just turned to Gabriel, ignoring me completely. I felt the blood rush to my face, feeling even more embarrassed. "Are you ready to go? I want to get out of here. Now." He added. Gabriel smiled nervously. "Uhhh, yeah, sure." He said to Jon. He walked over to Carrie and gave her a kiss. It was so weird to see these two together. I couldn't explain it. They seemed to have an energy around themselves when they were together. Like they were drawn to each other like magnets. Not only that but Gabriel was always so loving and tender with Carrie. It made me happy to see my friend so in love but it also made me a little jealous. I wished I could find someone to love me like that. I snuck a quick look at Jon and found him staring at me. His cold eyes practically burning holes through me. Our eyes met briefly and his look softened. It felt almost like electricity pulling us together. My lips parted and I heard him make a strange growl-like noise. His eyes narrowed again and back was the ice cold look from before. He glared at me, not even bothering to hide his dislike. I felt my heart sink. The moment before had drawn me in. Made me think there could be chemistry here. But now, all hope was gone. Without saying a word, Jon walked out. I took a deep breath. I felt strangely disappointed that he was gone. What was wrong with me? The man clearly hated me. The guys left and it was just me and Carrie. "Are you excited for tonight?" I asked Carrie, hoping she was looking forward to it. "Yes. Thank you for planning it. I am excited." She said. "You don't think I will get weird looks because I am pregnant do you?" Carrie asked. I looked Carrie over. I always thought Carrie was so pretty. She was tall and had blue eyes and golden blonde hair. She was pretty in a very natural way. A very american way. I know Carrie envied my "exotic" look but she didn't really understand the realities of it. It made it hard to fit in. Not to mention the racists. The thought sparked another idea. Could that be why Jon hated me? My race? Whatever it was, I decided I was going to find out. I would ask Carrie. Tonight, if the opportunity presented itself. "You look beautiful and you are barely showing. No one will even notice." I promised her. It was true. Carrie was wearing a light blue, flowy tank top and jeans. She had some dangly earrings on that made the entire outfit look fancier. Her long golden hair was down and curled at the ends. "Can you help me with my make-up?" She asked. "You are better at a smokey eye than I am and I kinda want something dramatic for tonight." She finished. "Of course!" I said. "I would love to." I was excited to do Carrie's make-up. I had never worn much in highschool but I had started playing with it in college. I loved all the different looks I could achieve and was happy to play make-up artist to Carrie. After about ten minutes, my masterpiece was complete. I stepped back and looked at Carrie's makeup. I had given her a dark blue smokey eye. It was dramatic but looked perfect for a night at the club. "Oh my gosh! I love it!" Carrie said after looking in the mirror. "I look so glamorous and almost exotic!" She said. I ignored the exotic remark. "You look beautiful." I said. "Wonder what Gabriel would think?" I said. "Hmmm. I wonder too. Maybe I will see him later." She said. "What's up with his friend, Jon?" I asked. I saw Carrie stiffen. "What do you mean?" She asked innocently. I narrowed my eyes at her. "Please don't pretend that you haven't noticed. Jon clearly doesn't like me." I said, calling her out. She was hiding something. I could tell. One advantage to knowing someone so well. "I don't know what you mean." She said, irritating me further. "Carrie, you're an awful liar. Please tell me the truth." I said. She looked at me with a guilty expression. "It's not you, Lacey. It has almost nothing to do with you. It's Jon." She said. "That tells me nothing. The man seems to get along with everyone else, but doesn't like me." I said. "He didn't like me at first, either." She said. "Jon just needs some time to warm up to new people. Just give him some space and I am sure he will come around." I nodded, not wanting to talk about it anymore. I could tell Carrie was keeping something from me but she wasn't budging. I decided to drop it for the moment. It didn't really matter anyways
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