♠Private~NeoN.greeN♠ by XxxTwilightWolfxxX

Alex shook his head. "I guess we could. It's been a while and we could try and get a few drinks." he shrugged, smiling a little. Dancing always did make him feel better. "After dinner I guess we could go and just tell my dad I'm showing you the town."

She nodded, smiling at him. "Alright, thank you. I think we both could use a good time." she said. Already she was thinking of what to wear. She had just the thing.

((Whooooo XD))

Alex nodded, sighing. "I know a good club around here, so we're good." he said, yawning and closing his eyes again. He didn't really plan on what to wear, just simple clothing.

((XD She's a girl, she suppose to tease the guy))

Sami nodded. "Alright. After dinner then." she agreed. she smirked inwardly at what she was thinking of wearing.

((I know! X3))

Alex hummed his answer (which was of course that he would accept) and continued his sleep. As they got home, his father had yet to arrive. As usual he would get home at least four hours after their ride home. Yawning as they went inside, he dropped his backpack near the stairs and stretched. "Home sweet home, I guess." he muttered.

"It's not so bad..." She said, sitting on the couch. "It's better than the orphanage."

Alex nodded, sighing. "Yeah, I guess. Uh, you hungry?" he asked, going into the kitchen which was just a few feet from the living room. He grabbed a can of ravioli which was extra stuffed (he loved it) and started to pour it into a bowl.

She sat down at the island in the kitchen and watched him. She had no idea what to say and that made things awkward. She wanted to say something, she really did, but didn't know what.

"So you have a fake I.D?" Alex asked, making sure he didn't have to call in his older cousin for more again. His cousin was way past that phase already so he would have to beg him to do it again. Heating up the ravioli in the microwave, he leaned against the counter and looked at Sami for the answer.

Sami nodded. "Yes, I do. I shuck out often. I have a good one, it looks very real." she smiled.

Alex grinned. "Nice. Then I guess that saves me the aggravation of asking my older cousin for some. He doesn't do that anymore, that it's a delinquent kind of activity." he rolled his eyes, grabbing the bowl and setting it on the island. "You want some?"

She smiled and nodded. "Just get my a fork and we can share the bowl. no point in making more dishes for one of us to clean."

Alex nodded, grabbing two forks and giving one over to Sami. He began digging in without question. "So, any specific kind of club or anything you want to do tonight?" he asked, swallowing than chewing.

After swallowing, she shrugged. "Not really. Just one where we can dance the way we want to without getting in trouble." She said.

"Alright then, I know the perfect night club. I think it's called Club Liquid. It's cool though." Alex answered, smiling a little more as he scarfed down more of his portion until there was one left, the odd one, the extra ravioli. "Hm...split it?" he asked.

She shook her head. "You can have it." She got off the stool and stretched slightly. "When do you want to leave? Before or after your dad gets home?" She asked.

"Well, I guess we could leave him a note. Like we're going to the movies or somethin." Alex shrugged as he already ate the last ravioli and stood up, washing out the container and forks, placing them in the dishwasher. "Go get dressed or somethin." he said, already going upstairs.

"I'm going to take a shower. I wont be to long." She promise, letting her Australian accent show. It wasn't much because she'd been in the US for a while, but there was something there. She went upstairs, going into the her bathroom. It was a big house and she was able to have a bathroom to herself.

Alex yawned as he went to his room, looking through his closet. "I guess I should wear something different, not my school clothes." he mumbled as he grabbed a black T-shirt and dark blue jeans with his gray long sleeve pullover shirt. After messing with his hair a few times, he went downstairs to wait on Sami.

Sami took a quick shower, making sure she smelled good and just in case, her legs were smooth. She blow dried her hair and put some nice make up on, more eye liner than needed. She wanted to look good. She put on some tight pants and tucked them into some knee high boots and put a tight fitting shirt on. She looked at herself before nodded and going downstairs, her fake id in her back pocket.

Once he heard the thumps of Sami's shoes, he looked up and almost let his mouth hang open. He coughed, looking away and shaking his head. He was fine! He checked for his ID in his wallet and then stuffed it back into his back pocket. "Ok, let's go then. There's another car in the garage but my dad doesn't let me drive, says it wastes gas. But, I think this is a good reason to do that." he chuckled and went to the garage, opening it to reveal a very clean looking 1968 Chevrolet-Camaro.

Sami smiled, seeing that car. "Wow... That brings back memories." she said softly. Her brother had bought one of those when he was 16 and her and his friends would go driving in it, they would have the stupidest times. She ran her hand over the hood as she went to the passenger seat.

Alex got into the driver's seat, putting in the keys and turning on the engine which revved as if it was brand new. Heck, his dad was a collector and kept his things in top shape. That's why he loved this car so much than his own life: It was a classic. "I guess you had a car like this before?" he asked as he pulled out of the garage and the driveway, closing the garage door with the remote. He then drove on to the club, knowing that he knew the bouncer since he was friends with his brother.

She nodded, smiling. "My brother had one when I was 10. We had the best times in that car." she said softly.

"Really? Cool. I guess you guys went everywhere?" he mused as he parked in the back of the club and got out. Alex then stretched and put the keys in his pocket. "Alright, let's go in. Have you ID in hand." he said, winking as they went around and past the line, the bouncer already grinning back and letting them in while a chorus of angry groans and cursing helped them along.