Mood:  not sure

{A/N: This was written quite some time ago but I feel it fits quite well right now. The next blog will have Aren as a main character but although the name is the same the character is not.}

Aimee looked around the room, her eyes roving over the two boys standing near her. The blonde boy slung his arm around her shoulder seductively. Aimee rolled her eyes and slipped out from under his arm. "Aren, get a life."

Aren looked taken aback, but didn’t pursue his advances further. The other boy, dark haired and dressed in black, leaned in the corner, a silver cloak draped around his shoulders. Aimee looked at him, wondering what was going through his mind. The boy in the corner caught her gaze and held it. Aimee blushed and looked away. The dark haired boy set his balance and walked toward Aimee, his silver cloak flicking around his ankles like water around rocks. Aimee stayed set as the dark haired boy approached. The boy stopped right in front of Aimee and looked at her.

Aren spoke up. "Alan, don’t tempt her."

Alan looked at Aren and smirked. ‘Since when do I ever try?" he brushed past Aimee and headed toward the door. Aimee flashed Aren a look of contempt and followed Alan out.