Something New by Jena Yao (free ebook reader for ipad txt) 📕

The door chimed once again, and I turned around from where I was seated to see a group of teenage boys enter. They were all muscaler and built, some almost as tall as the door. A group of girls sitting in a booth in the back of the store immediately started giggling. I rolled my eyes at their stupidity.

But then again, I had been stupid enough to think that Logan Hearts was the right guy for me.

I bit my lip to keep the tears from coming out, trying to erase the awful memory of them rolled up in Logan's bed. I wiped my eyes when I heard my order and walked over to grab it.

 The cashier looked me up and down, causing me to shiver in disgust. I glared at him before he smirked and handed me my order. I settled down at my table and sipped my coffee, watching the group of boys. By the varsity jackets slung over their bodies, they probably went to Las Vegas High School. I turned away before they thought I was some type of creepy stalker.

After finishing my food, I tossed my garbage into a nearby trash can. I started my way out of the cafe, hearing the sounds of girls giggling and boys laughing. That had been me and Logan once. I groaned, causing the group of boys to turn my way. I quickly fished out my phone, pretending to be busy with it.

Still, I could see their eyes roam over my body and the quiet whispers that passed through their table. I looked over at them, hoping to steal another quick glance, when one of the boy's eyes connected with mine.

He had dark black hair that was shaggy but not too long, and dark blue eyes that went perfect with his tan skin. He saw me checking him out and smirked, causing me to blush a light shade of red. It didn't really stand out - thankfully - against my olive skin. 

 I gave him a sharp nod before walking towards my car, which was still blatantly parked in the lot. I sighed at the vibrations coming from my denim shorts pocket. I brushed my hair back and huffed before opening my car door.

I looked back at the cafe to see the dark-haired boy still watching me. His eyes roamed me over my body, and I smirked in satisfaction at the way his gaze stayed on my legs before flickering back to his friends. Two weeks ago I would've felt like a slut letting another guy look at me like that. Now I just didn't care.

I was going to forget Logan and Allysa. I was going to start a new life. A life which they couldn't ruin anymore.

 I stepped into the club, my eyes nearly going blind at the bright lights shining from above. I nudged my best friend, Josh Anderson, whose eyes were wandering to a group of girls dancing seductively together. He glanced at me and hissed, "What?"

I rolled my eyes. "Stop staring at those babes and tell me how you never get tired of this club."

Josh snorted. "How can you? Almost everybody in Las Vegas has gone here, dumbass. Just because you think you're some type of bad boy doesn't mean you can't party once in a while."

I shrugged and headed to the bar to grab a beer. Josh and his girlfriend Nicole had forced me to come me to this club party when all I wanted to do was hang around at home and mess around with some chick. Well, I could probably do the same thing here, seeing that all the girls were staring at me. They started to giggle and pull their dresses up even more, causing a smirk to spread on my face. 

Two hot girls managing the bar passed me a couple of beers and a tray of shots. I threw one to Josh, who caught it easily while trying to pry a blonde chick off of him. Nicole, being the jealous girlfriend, grabbed the blondie by her hair, and dropped her on the ground. Josh chuckled before wrapping his arm around her and they walked off to the dance floor.

My father, a rich -but dumb- man, owned more than half of the clubs in Las Vegas. I was only in high school, but he had told the workers that since I was a senior, I could drink and hang out here.

I sighed, looking at the people dancing and making out nearby, chugging down my beer. I looked at the people sitting on the stools near the bar and only saw dudes with girls on their laps, either kissing or fully making out. I stepped onto the dance floor, setting my beer on the counter. Walking over to a brown-haired girl, I put my hands on her waist and started grinding against her.

Finally, after what seemed like hours of dancing, I headed to the bar once again, hoping to get drunk and hop in bed with a girl. I asked for a bottle of tequila, which a woman named Shelly - who had tattoos and piercings running up and down her body - granted. She headed to the back to grab it, but instead of giving it to me, she tossed it to a younger girl in the back.

I watched as the girl - a really hot girl, to be exact - started my way, a small smirk on her lips. I let my gaze roam down her body, then her face, and it hit me.

This was the girl I had seen at the cafe yesterday. Same cheekbones, same long eyelashes, same perfect, curvy body. I could tell she realised this too because one of her eyebrows arched as she handed the bottle to me. 

"I know. I met you." She said out of nowhere, shocking me. I had always been the one to say something first, the one who started all the flirting. Even then, girls blushed under my gaze.

"You were the one at the cafe, right?" I said, flicking open the top of the tequila bottle.

Publication Date: 04-27-2016

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Dedication:
I dedicate this to Lillian, my BFF who I will love forever. Thank you so much for helping me create this book :)