A new house suddenly appears at the end of the road and Adrienne is the only one that seems to notice. She also can't remember the inhabitants, Grayson and his brother Lonzac who is too good to be true and wants Adrienne to go away with him. But where?
What follows is an adventure that is literally out of this world.


2. Chapter Two

“I don’t know about this, Di.”

“Nonsense, you look gorgeous.”

Not at all convinced I gazed at myself in the mirror. I was wearing what had to be the world’s shortest dress. It was black, clingy and lacy. I had never felt more out of my comfort zone. Fishnets and a tonne of make up added to my discomfort. My hair was actually behaving for once, probably due to the outrageous amount of straightening that it had been afflicted to.

Dionne dangled a pair of stilettos in front of me but I shook my head adamantly. “No, there is no way I am wearing those as well. Can’t I just wear my Converse?”

“Fine.” She sighed and threw me my black pair. “I suppose they are more you.”

Relieved, I laced my shoes and stood up. “Are you sure I look ok? The last thing I need is to be a laughing stock.”

“Hey,” said Dionne holding up her hands. “You’re a work of art, babe. Every guy at the party is going to be drooling all over you. Well, except when I’m in the room, because then all eyes will be on me.” She laughed and gave me a wink.

There was a beep of a car horn from outside and Dionne jumped up and down excitedly. I had expected her to topple over, the size of heels she was wearing, but much to my surprise, she didn’t.

“Come on!” she cried, seizing my hand and dragging me out the room. “People are going to be so jealous when they see us arrive with Lonzac.” She gave a dreamy sigh.

Oh boy. That was Dionne’s ‘he’s so hot and I won’t give up until he is mine’ sigh.

I had just enough time to shout bye to my mum before the front door closed behind us. Parked by the curb was one of my dream cars, a Nissan GTR. Grayson was sat in the passenger’s seat and waved at us. The driver opened the door and stepped out.

“Lonzac!” squealed Dionne running over to him, her heels clicking on the drive.

I only had eyes for the car. “Whoa.” I breathed, walking over and running a hand over the bonnet in appreciation. Squatting down I whistled. “Nice break discs.”

“You approve then?” The voice was magnetic and I found myself standing up. Two bright silver eyes ran over me. “I have to say that I approve too. Dionne’s work?”

Lonzac was handsome, there was no denying it. No wonder Dionne had been so eager to see him. He had copper hair that shimmered in the light cast by the streetlights and a chiselled jaw line that models would have killed for. Designer jeans hung low around his waist and he was wearing a black shirt that showed off his muscular arms and chest. God, even I was finding it hard to concentrate on anything but Lonzac, and I was usually the sensible one.

“How did you guess?” I asked once I had found my voice.

Smiling he revealed pearly white teeth and gestured to the car. “Shall we?”

Lonzac opened the door for me and I slid inside in the most ladylike way I could manage. Dionne grinned at me as we raced through the streets. The sound of the engine was music to my ears. I loved cars, always had. I found machines easier to work with than humans. I was a bit of a freak that way. When my dad had been alive, we had started restoring a car together, but mum had sold it after he had died. I had been devastated.

Rebecca Kale lived in a mansion at the top of Puritan Hill. There were already several cars parked outside when we arrived and booming club music could be heard from outside.

“Do we have to go?” I asked as we all got out of the car.

Dionne gave me her ‘you promised so stop complaining already’ stare.

“Come on, I’m sure it won’t be that bad,” Grayson told me smiling.

The front garden was covered in empty beer bottles and we had to step around them as we walked up to the front door. Dionne pounded on the door which Rebecca opened, dressed in even less than Dionne and I were.

Her face fell when she saw it was us. “Oh it’s Dumb, Dumber and Dumbest.”

Turning around I saw that Lonzac had disappeared.

“There’s no need to be like that, Rebecca.” Dionne smiled sweetly but I could tell that she was trying her best to stay calm. She and Rebecca were enemies. It was a miracle we had even been invited to her party.

“Have you got your invitations?” asked Rebecca haughtily, holding out a bejewelled hand. Glaring at me she said, “Where did you get that dress from, Oxfam?”

I grabbed Dionne, stopping her from launching herself at Rebecca. “She’s not worth it,” I whispered.

Grayson silently handed a smirking Rebecca four invites.

“Four? Can’t you losers count? There are only three of you.”

“No there isn’t. There are four of us.” Lonzac suddenly appeared beside me, flashing his perfect white teeth as he smiled charmingly.

Rebecca’s mouth actually dropped open. “You’re with them?”

He slipped an arm around my waist, much to my and Rebecca’s shock. “Yes I am.”

I couldn’t help but smirk at Rebecca who glowered back.

“Fine, come in.”

Dionne barged inside and we all trailed after her. The house was filled with students from my school. They were everywhere; in the pool, the hot tub, dancing in the living room, drinking in the kitchen, gossiping on the stairs. There was food and drink covering a table near the stereo which was pounding out tunes that I hadn’t heard before, but I wasn’t really up to date with music. Dionne dragged me over to the table and Lonzac’s arm fell from my waist. I could still feel where he had touched me. It was like it had been imprinted onto my skin.

“I have to say, I may not like that witch, but she knows how to hold a good party,” said Dionne, grabbing a beer from one of the many ice baths.

I took a beer too. “It doesn’t look that great to me.”

Dionne didn’t reply. She was too busy eyeing up one of the jocks. He noticed and smirked before turning away. We were too low in the food chain to be of any interest to him.

“Shall we go dance?” asked Grayson from beside me, taking a swig of his drink.

I opened my mouth to protest but it was too late. Linking her arm through mine, Dionne hauled me over to the dance area. Looking around for Lonzac I saw that he had disappeared. That was twice now. Where had he gone?

“Adrienne, try and enjoy yourself for once,” Dionne told me as she twirled around.

“It’s going to take considerably more beer for that to happen,” I said under my breath.

A group of guys that were in our Maths class wandered over and started dancing with us. One even tried to dance with me but I shook my head and walked away. Draining my beer I sighed and picked up another one from an ice bath.

“Looking good, Ad.”

I froze at the voice. Jason. I should have known that he would be there.

“What do you want?” I growled, turning to face the cheating scumbag that was my ex-boyfriend.

His hair was spiked up with gel and he smiled at me with glassy eyes. Christ, he was smashed already. “Don’t be like that, babe.” Jason moved closer. Too close for comfort.

Stepping backwards I said, “You broke my heart, how else am I supposed to act?”

“I told you before, it meant nothing. It was an accident.”

“You two had been going behind my back for months.” I was becoming seriously pissed off. “Leave me alone. I want nothing to do with you.”

Wrapping a hand around my wrist, Jason put the other on my hip. “I want you back. I made a mistake.”

“That is never going to happen. Now let go of me.”

“You heard the lady.” Lonzac snarled, appearing out of nowhere. “Let her go.”

“Who are you?” asked Jason, peering up at Lonzac who was at least a head taller than him. “Are you her boyfriend?”

“Just walk away, Jason,” I said, knowing the look on his face all too well.

Turning to me, he increased his grip on my wrist. “Soon replaced me, didn’t you?”

“It’s not like that. He’s only a friend.”

Lonzac seemed to grow even taller. “Just back off.” He put a hand on Jason’s shoulder.

Pain crept onto Jason’s face and he released his hold on me. “Alright, alright let go of me man.”

Lonzac removed his hand and I saw fear flicker in Jason’s eyes before he ran away.

“Thanks for that,” I said, opening my bottle of beer and taking a gulp.

“Why don’t we go outside?” asked Lonzac, taking my elbow in his hand and leading me out the backdoor. Not really giving me any choice but to follow.

“Um ok . . .”

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be alone with Lonzac, especially after what had just happened. What had he done to Jason to make him run away like that?

His hand was hot on my skin again as he guided me to a balcony far away from the giggles that were coming from the pool and hot tub. My eyes were drawn to the sky and I felt a wave of calm flow over me at the sight of the familiar constellations.   

“I used to stargaze with my dad.”

Taking his hand off my elbow, Lonzac leaned against the railing. “You must miss him.”

Blinking away tears I nodded. “All the time,”

“If you could go away from here, far away, would you want to?”

Glancing up, I found Lonzac gaze fixed on me. He looked deadly serious.

“And go where?” I asked with a small laugh.

He pressed his flawless lips together not saying a word.

I made myself look away. There was something about Lonzac that wasn’t quite right. The silver eyes, the shimmering copper hair, his perfectness, and what had happened with Jason . . . I couldn’t put my finger on it, but something was definitely off.

“No, I don’t want to leave.”

Disappointment flickered through his eyes and I quickly excused myself before returning inside.

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