Vanessa's POV
"Where are we going?" Luke asked for the fiftieth time.

"Just hang on. We're almost there," I said laughing at his frustration.

"You said that 30 minutes ago!" He whined and I just laughed some more. "I have a feeling that you don't know what you're doing and you're just driving around," he said with his arms crossed over his chest.

"I do know where I'm going. Just chill for a bit and relax. We're about 10 minutes away," I said trying to soothe him.

"Okay," he said, "Then why don't we play a game," he had a sly look on his face.

"Like what?" I said suspiciously. I was scared about what was going to come out of his mouth next.

"Two truths and a lie," I got relieved. "Dirty edition," my mouth dropped and I started laughing.

"Really?" I asked and he just nodded his head slowly with a devilish grin on his face.

"Ok, I'll start," he said. "I went through your panties, I saw your boobs, and I know what bra you're wearing," I just laughed. "Which one is the lie?"

"All of them!" I said still laughing. He made a buzzer noise.

"Its actually the opposite. They're all the truth," he said.

"Nah uh," I said not believing any of it.

"I was looking for the bathroom yesterday at your place and I just so happened to see your room so I say why not? And it was totally worth it."

"I'm locking my door from now on when you come over," I say.

"I saw your boobs when we were cuddled up in the office and I'm guessing you're a B?" My mouth dropped again. "I'm taking that as an yes."

"Okay, but there's no way you know what bra I'm wearing," I say to him.

"Its the sexy black one with lace all over it," Luke says casually.

"How'd you know?" I say surprised.

"You're shirt's see-through love," I looked down and I noticed I was wearing a low-cut white t-shirt.

"Your turn," He said.

"No its not," I said happily.

"How come?" He furrowed his brows together.

"Because we're here," I said as I stopped the car, undid my seatbelt, and got out.

"We're at a bar," Luke said.

"Thanks for pointing out the obvious, Captain Obvious," I said looking over at him as he came to my side and leaned against the car.

"We can't even drink," he said with sass in his voice.

"Who said we came here to drink?" I said grabbing his hand and taking him inside.

I saw the familiar face and he saw mine. "Hey, Mark," I said coming over to the bar and sitting down.

"Hey kiddo," he said putting something back under the counter. "Who's newbie here?"

"Mark, this is Luke, a friend from school. Luke, this is Mark, a bartender," I said introducing them.

"How's your brother and his two weird ass friends?" Mark asks.

"Ash is still Ash and Cal and Mikey are still weird asses," I say and he laughs.

"So nothing's changed?" I shook my head. "Do they have a name yet?" I shook my head again. "What's the matter with them?"

"They can never decide on a name," I said as I swiveled to turn completely towards him. "Just last week it was a fight between Three Monkeys and Undertakers," Mark laughs.

"Tough call but I'm feeling the Three Monkeys though," He says and we laugh together.

"So how's tonight lookin'?" I ask him, knowing he knows what I'm talking about.

"Pretty dead," Mark says, "Trying to go out there and give them something to get up for?"

"Yeah," I say even though he knew what the answer was.

"Alright, its yours,"he says his head nodding toward the stage.

Luke's POV
Vanessa got down from the stool and went up to the stage and spoke to someone behind a set of turntables. "What is she doing?" I asked Mark.

"She's getting ready to perform," he said nonchalantly.

"Perform?" I said puzzled and he just pointed and the lights were dimmed and the spotlight was on her with the mic in her hands. Then she starts singing.

"One way or another I'm gonna find ya. I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha. One way or another I'm gonna win ya. I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha," the beat was slow but steadily rising.

"I will drive past your house and if the lights are all down, I'll see who's around," she sang looking right at me giving me a seductive look. I had to straighten up in my seat. Her just looking at me makes me hard.

"One way or another I'm gonna see ya. I'm gonna metcha, metcha, metcha, metcha. One day, maybe next week. I'm gonna metch, I'll metcha," Then she came off stage and walked sexily over to me.

"And if the lights are all out, I'll follow your bus downtown. See who's hanging out," Then she dragged me up on to the stage and handed me a spare mic.

"One, two, three, four!" She counted off.

"Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na," and by now the the whole small crowd were singing along and so was I, now remembering the historic lyrics to this song.

"I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight. I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight. I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight. Yeah, teenage kicks right through the night, c'mon," We sang together.

I couldn't help but think how good we sound together. Our harmonies were all on key and we're in sync with each other. We just sound good together and the crowd was clapping and stomping to the beat of the song. An adrenaline rush went through me and it felt awesome.

"One way or another," we sang ending the song together. The crowd gave us an standing ovation and Vanessa and I bowed and left the stage going back to the bar.

"Tell me again why you don't come here often?" Mark asked.

"School and drunken bastards. You remember what Ash did to that guy for touching my ass," Vanessa replied.

"How could I forget? Ash was beating the poor guy up so bad, he begged to get dragged out," Mark says and we all laugh but mines comes out a little scared because it's Ash and I don't want to be that guy who touches his sister's ass and ends up without a hand afterwards.

"Well, we got to get back home. It was nice seeing you Mark," and they shared a hug from over the bar.

"Come by anytime, kiddo," He said and called out.

We walked back outside to her car and I made my way over to the passenger side. "Were to next?" I asked.

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