Anything But Ordinary

It was the day of Jack's friend's party.

"So what's this guy's name again?" I asked as we pulled up in front of the large house the party was being held at.

"Vic Fuentes," Jack replied. I nodded as we got out of the car, and I tugged on my hair nervously. I was going to be meeting quite a few famous people tonight. I followed Jack up to the door, where he knocked. The door was then opened, and we were let inside.

"Jack... I don't know about this. I'm still in some pain. What if someone bumps into me accidentally and I end up on the floor crying?" I asked. Jack chuckled.

"It isn't funny," I replied.

"Just be careful, Claire. Look, Vic's heading this way," Jack said. I watched as the long haired man approached Jack and shook my brother's hand.

"It's great to see you, Jack! Glad you could make it! Who's this?" Vic questioned as he looked at me. I smiled nervously.

"Vic this is Claire. Claire, Vic," Jack said. He held his hand out to me, and I took it, letting him shake my hand.

"It's nice to meet you. Jack, I didn't know you had a sister," Vic said. Jack smiled.

"Well, now you do. Say, has Alex shown up yet?" Jack asked. The shorter of the two looked around casually.

"I haven't seen him, but I bet you could walk around and find him," Vic said. Jack nodded.

"Thanks man. Happy birthday. Come on, Claire," Jack said, and he tugged me along to find this Alex guy. It didn't take very long for Jack to spot someone and pull me over excitedly to him.

"Alex, you remember my sister, Claire?" Jack asked him. I furrowed my eyebrows together at Jack's question. He sounded like he almost wanted Alex to remember me. Alex looked me up and down with a slight smile.

"Of course I do. How could I forget the one who apologized for making a scene?" Alex asked. I just stared at him until his smile faltered.

"Uh, anyway... I'm gonna go get a drink. Claire, do you want anything?" Jack asked.

"Sure. Get me a Martini?" I asked. Jack nodded and he scurried off. I turned to Alex and smiled.

"He doesn't usually act like that..." I muttered. Alex nodded as he sipped his drink.

"I know. I'm around him all the time.." he trailed off.

"So how come we've never met? You've been in a band with my brother for several years, yet I'm just meeting you. Why is that?" I asked.

"Well, Jack never told us he had a sister. I only found out about you when you entered your house crying," Alex said. I furrowed my eyebrows together as Jack returned with my drink.

"Can't stay. Gotta try something," he said as he handed me my drink, and he left. I took a sip of my drink, and at that exact moment I was being shoved over, causing my drink to spill over Alex and myself.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry!" I exclaimed as I set the glass down on a counter.

"It's no problem, really. Um, I'll take you to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Come on," he said, taking my hand in his. I didn't even care who bumped into me once I felt his hands. They were rough and calloused, and they felt just right, in an odd and creepy sounding kind of way.

Alex lead me up the stairs and into the bathroom, where he turned the light on and grabbed two clean hand towels. He handed me one and I took it gratefully. I turned to look in the mirror, and I groaned at the sight of my dress.

"Shit. This stain is never coming out," I grumbled as I stared at the light pink stain on the fabric of my white dress.

"I guess I'm lucky my shirt is black then," Alex said as he started to dry himself off.

"This sucks," I said, my voice shaking. Alex noticed the waver in my voice, and he turned to me and he set his towel down.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I shook my head as my eyes filled with tears.

"This isn't about the dress... is it?" Alex asked. I shook my head again as I dried my face.

"The other day when I came home crying and you were over... my ex had punched me in the gut because I said no to his marriage proposal, and I'm still in pain. I'm still torn between hating him and loving him, and it completely sucks ass," I said through my tears. Alex pulled me into his arms, and he held me until I stopped crying.

"Thanks... do you, by any chance, have something I could change into?" I asked.

"No, but I know someone who might. Follow me!" Alex exclaimed, grabbing my hand again. He pulled me back downstairs and around the house until he found who he was looking for.

"Cass! Cass! Come here!" He exclaimed. She turned around and smiled at him.

"Hey Alex. What do you need?" She asked.

"Uh, she got shoved and accidentally spilled her drink over her and myself... do you, perhaps, have anything she can wear for the time being?" Alex asked. She looked me up and down before nodding.

"I have something. What's your name?" Cass asked.

"Claire," I replied.

"Follow me, Claire," she said, and Alex and I followed her. I don't know why Alex tagged along, but I wasn't complaining. We followed her into a vacant room where it seemed all the women were putting their purses on the bed so they wouldn't have to carry them about all night. Cass rummaged through her huge bag, pulling out a pair of black skinny jeans and a t-shirt. She handed them to me with a smile.

"Here. You can keep them. I was planning on getting rid of them anyway," she said. I smiled.

"Thank you so much," I said. She nodded and left the room.

"Where can I put these on?" I asked Alex. He held up a finger and closed the door, locking it behind him. He flicked on the light, and I looked around the room.

"Can you unzip it for me?" I asked, turning around so Alex could see the zipper. He approached and I felt his rough hands on my arms before they moved to the zipper. He pulled it down rather slowly, and when he stopped, I turned back around and smiled up at him.

"Could I get some privacy?" I asked gently. He nodded, and he turned around. I kicked off my shoes, and I slid out of my dress. I pulled the pants on, noticing they were a perfect fit. I then pulled the shirt on, realizing that it too was a perfect fit. I slipped my heels back on, and I picked up my dress.

"Alright. Let's get back to this party,"i said. Alex unlocked the door and turned off the light, and I set the dress on the bed, where I would return for it later, and I followed Alex out of the room.

What else would this night hold?

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