"Oh yeah forgot to mention. My ex is your nemesis."
The music was blaring before we even got inside. “Are you sure we should go?” I asked Nick. “Of course. Besides I already promised Elvis I would come. Now people can see us together.” I rolled my eyes and smiled. “Okay let’s go.” We walked in hand in hand. The house was even bigger on the inside then outside. People were everywhere. In the middle of it all was the dance floor with lots of drunken people dancing. Nick tugged my arm and pulled me to a group of people in the corner. Two
guys and a girl. You will never guess who they were. “April?” Jake said. Suddenly I wasn’t so excited anymore. “Hey Jake.” I said wearily. Alison gave me her usual ‘I smell something bad’ face, but then turned her attention to Nick. A little smile crept on her lips. “Hey Nick.” She said smirking. He gave a smile and said, “Hey Allison. April that’s Allison, Justin, and you apparently know Jake.” I didn’t really notice the other guy till just now. He had dark hair and a really nice tan. His eyes were somewhere between sky blue and frog green. Hard not to look at. “Yeah I actually was one of the first people she met.” Jake replied. Nick looked surprised. “Really? You didn’t tell me that.” He said looking at me curiously. “Actually I did. I just never told you his name.” When realization crossed his face he tried to act casual. Well as casual as a guy can be when he realizes the guy his girl friend first liked is one of his good friends. “Oh yeah. Hey any of you guys want a drink?” He asked. He went off to get Allison and Jake a refill. I sat next to Justin. “You know you look familiar.” He said. I tilted my head and looked at him closely. “You don’t look like anyone I’ve seen before.” I replied. “Oh wait. Now I know. I’ve seen you at Starbucks.” Then it hit me. “You were the guy who spilled that cappuccino on the floor.” He laughed and said, “Yeah that’s me.” I giggled too. “So how do you know Nick?” I asked. “Oh we have been friends for years. Since grade school almost.” I nodded and he said, “How about you?” I told him how I met him at Starbucks and how he got to me. “Figures. He always goes after the pretty ones.” I blushed, but smiled. “Want some water?” He asked reaching over to the cooler beside him. I nodded and he pulled out two bottles. “You know I’m glad Nick found you. He’s been a little down since his last break up.” Me, being the curious cat I am, said, “Really? Anyone I might know?” I asked. He nodded as I took a sip. “Yeah you just met her. It was Allison.” Suddenly the phrase 'Curiosity killed the cat' had become very personal.