Four Years Later...[James/Ash/Luke]

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"That could be fun. We should go together!" She exclaimed, "It'll be fun. We all can go together. Like a reunion or something!"

Natasha's eyes narrowed. "That would be so cool," she intervened, cutting across Luke before he could respond. "Lucas tells me so much about his school. I'd love to see it." Her grey eyes landed coldly on TIffany.

Tiffany hesitated for a moment.

What's up with this whore? she asked herself.

"Oh really? Well...you're welcome to join us whenever we go. But it's nothing all that. We just like it because of the memories we have." She replied, trying to sound nice.

"Hey, it's important to Lucas, you know? I think I should see this."

"You, um...probably won't find it all that enchanting. It's a normal highschool after all," Luke replied carefully. Natasha grinned sweetly, reaching out and covering his hand across the table with hers as she leaned forward.

"Aww, come on, Lucas, this is something you've been mentioning a lot, so I just though..."

Luke shot Tiffany a helpless look.

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Tiffany smiled, "Well, you know you can come with us. Nothing in the rule book says you can't."

Tiffany was getting really annoyed by the new girl, she was moving in way too fast.

"So are you and Luke, like...best friends or something?" she asked Natasha.

Natasha had brightened. "I suppose...Luke's kinda introverted, don't you think? Well, you haven't known him as long as I have, so you might ot know, but yeah...so I'm proud I've managed to sneak past those dams he puts up."

Luke stayed silent, his eyes lowered to his lap.

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"Well actually, I DO know Luke alot. I've known him throughout highschool and possibly even before that, so...I do know alot about him. We spent our golden years together." Tiffany put her hand on his shoulder, "He told me everything. There was a point where we almost dated but...'things' got in the way. They always do." Tiffany eyed Natasha, trying to make a point.

Luke linked, feeling uncomfortable as Natasha eyed Tiffany, her hand still on Luke's.

"Um...how aout dessert?" he asked, loudly, and Richard signalled the waitress. Natasha sat back, letting go of his hand.

"I think your friend doesn't really like me" Tiffany whispered in Luke's ear, "And in all honesty, I don't think I really like her either."

She said back and smiled to the waitress as she placed the bowl of dessert in front of her.

"So Luke...are you excited about tomorrow?"She asked trying to lighten things up.

Luke grinned at her, eyes twinkling. "Yeah....it's going ot be the first time we evere get last place in the lineup...so this is a really big deal for us..."

He sighed. "After that, I plan to return to Willchester the next afternoon, for Ev's birthday. She's still doing her internship tingy but she can get days off...Dunno about James, but Ash will be there too."

"Oh, I hope she's doing okay..."

Mr. Daniel looked at his watch and then got up.

"Oh it seems I forgot a previous engagement. I'm sorry, Richard, I have to leave immediately. Will anyone of you be willing to drop Tiffany at her College?" He asked politely.

Luke paused. Richard was frowning. "The boys need to get going soon....um, Lucas, since you know the young lady, why not escort her after the meal?"

Luke shifted in his seat. "Um, sure, Rich."

He glanced at Tiffany.

"Want me to come?" Natasha asked. "We'll make a fun thing of it."

Tiffany smiled lightly.

"Sure, why not? It'll be fun. Where do you wnna go, Natasha?" Tiffany replied cheerfully

Natasha smiled widely. "I was thinking some club maybe?"

Luke coughed softly, narrowing his eyes. "Tasha, concert--"

"In the evening, Lucas!" she replied.

"I'm fine with clubbing. Haven't danced in ages" Tiffany complained, "I need to let it loose. Luke will dance with me right?"

She leaned closer to Luke and flirtly stroked her finger on his arm.

"Won't you?" She winked and then laughed, "I'm kidding, don't freak out."

Luke snorted. As everyone got up to leave, he leaned over to TIffany, slinging his arm around the back of her seat. "Ti, I've known you through Cal since forever. I doubt there's really anythingyou could do would freak me out." he leaned closer so he was whispering it in her ear, "But you could always try."

Tiffany faked a gasp and then hit Luke lightly on the arm.

"Luke. You are getting your flirt on. Save it for the dance floor." She grabbed her purse and got up, "Alright, let's go"

Luke snickered and followed. Natasa, somewhat sour, led them to the extra car they'd gotten.

"I'm driving, obviously," Luke said. "Who's shotgun?"

"Umm...ME!" Tiffany explained before turning to Natasha, "Unless, you want to. I have no problem."

Natasha smiled widely. "Thank you."

Luke sighed in relief, shooting Tiffany a grateful grin in the rearview mirror as they drove out of the parking lot.

Tiffany and Natasha stood near the entrance of Club Nevo. Tiffany didn't bother to start a conversation, neither did Natasha. They both were waiting for Luke to find parking and come to them. Tiffany took out a lipstick out from her purse and applied it carefully on her lips and brushed her hair too clean herself up. Blue dress shone under the moonlight and she felt proud of herself.

"So Umm...Natasha, how long has your band been playing?" She asked.

Natasha smiled faintly. "A long while...I've know Luke foreeeever, so we've been playing together, but the band officially got together freshmen year of college...four years ago, wow."

She dusted down her leopard print dress and smiled widely over Tiffany's head as Luke approached, dirty-blond hair gleaming in the dull lighting.

Tiffany looked back to see Luke approaching after parking the car.

"Oh Luke's here" She pointed out, "Let's go inside then, I'm ready to dance the night away. HOw about you guys?"

Luke flashed a grin at the two girls and headed for a seat at the bar.

"Regular iced cocktail pleas," he said, turning around to survey the room distractedly.

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Tiffany looked at the dance floor.

"Quite crowded in here. I love it...so many people....what the...." She trailed off noticing someone familiar watching someone familiar sitting on the tables, "What the fuck is he doing here?!"

"Luke, see that guy in the table? Pretty fair, black hair, sitting with the redhead?" Tiffany asked pointing at a table not too far away.