New York University

has been three weeks already since Ayla started school. Two weeks and six days since she her tutoring started. And so far her English has improved quite a lot. But Ayla was thankful that it was the weekend and she didn't have to go to school. She was exhausted for having to take in all the new concepts that she was learning at school.

"Ayla, please do not forget that tonight we are having a party here,"Jason reminded her as they watched cartoons which had now become Ayla's favorite to pass time with.

"Yeah, yeah, my first party. But Monica agree?" She asked eyes still fixed on the Tv.

"No, she does not know and it remains so. She is leaving in the afternoon and that's when we will start arranging everything, " Jason explained.

"Okay," Ayla said shooing him away so that she could concentrate on sponge bob.

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"I think this red dress would go well with the butterfly heels, right?" Diana asked.

"Can not walk heels," Ayla muttered as she laid on Diana's bed.

"Then this one and the doll shoes will go great," Diana cheered.

"Yeah,"Ayla sighed as she turned around.

"What is with you? You have been moppy all day," she asked putting the dresses aside and sitting on the bed.

Sitting up Ayla sighed,"Micheal not friends".

"Mr.Ross?"

"Hmm"she nodded.

"I really do not understand why you are so hang up on that guy, he is a dush bag and that is why he is teaching at his old highschool," Diana sighed.

"I like him,"

"No you do not. He is the only guy you have spent so much time with so far, but that will change once we get to that party, so get that ass up and hit the shower you reek of sweat and rejection," Diana added with a laugh.

"Who is ready to party?"Sam shouted after they were all dressed and doing a pre-game.

"We are," Diana and Ayla shouted back throwing their heads back and downing the drinks at a go.

"Burns," Ayla moaned to the bitter drink, as the girls laughed it of.

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  JASON POV

"Why are they so late?" I groaned.

The party was already in full swing and I wanted to introduce Ayla before everyone got too drunk, but at this point I don't see that happening.

"You know how girls are,"Mason muttered and groans of agreement rose from Kevin, Gregory and Austin.

"We are here b*tches," suddenly a high pitched voice shouted to gain our attention.

It was the girls dressed to their absolute best, but the second my eyes zeroed in on Samantha, everyone else ceased to exist.

She was dressed in a black sliver dress that reached her mid-thigh. It hugged her in all the right places. Her chestnut hair was let down in curls framing her face unlike during school days where she always has it in a ponytail or a bun. Her face had minimal makeup, winged eyeliner that made her blue eyes glow brighter, and a red lipstick that had me locked on her lips.

"Finally you are here, we can now drink. Jason had us not drinking till you guys came,"Austin exclaimed hitting my back, bringing me back to reality.

"Yeah yeah, let's toast to my new sister,"I said quickly as I pulled Ayla between Mason and I.

"To Ayla," we all toasted and drunk before everyone left the kitchen to join the party.

"Next time you decide to stare make sure you have your mouth closed, we  would not want you mouth watering for her," Austin pulled me back with a laugh.

"Do you think she noticed?" I asked suddenly nervous.

Austin is the only one who knows I have a huge crush on Samantha and I would like it to remain that way, cause I really do not think she would even think of me in that way after what Mason did to her sister.

"Do not worry i doubt anyone noticed aside Ayla, I think. But dude you got to talk her soon. The look you give her is getting creepy by the day," he said clapping my back before leaving.

I have thought about telling her i like her more than I have thought about if I will get accepted into NYU, but everytime the fear of rejection wins. Not to mention she would never want to date a Miller after what Mason did.

"Stop thinking come party,"Ayla voice infiltrated my thoughts before I was suddenly yanked to the dance floor.

"Are you having fun?"I shouted to get her to hear me over the loud music.

"Yes. Me like dancing a lot," She slurred.

"You are getting drunk already,"I laughed as we moved messily to Joeboy's Body and Soul song.

"You like Sam," Ayla suddenly shouted.

Shocked at how she could notice that in only an interaction of less than five minutes got me mumbling unintelligible excuses.

"Went in the library," Ayla continued before pushing me in that direction.

Looking back to her smiling face, I gave myself courage and headed to the library.

"Hey," I greeted after a while of watching her pacing around the library and chewing on her lips and nails.

"Hey yourself," she replied as she patted her hands up down her dress.

"What is wrong? You seem anxious?" I asked.

"You do know that this is the first time you are talking to me," she commented with a small smile.

"I..uh.." I started.

"Its okay I understand why. But am not anxious...am just worried, I think. I want to go to NYU but father dearest thinks that I should be close to home and that the University of California offers the best law courses but I do not what to do law. I want to do software engineering and New York university offers the best. I even looked it up. Am I rumbling? I should stop, Am keeping quiet now," she rumbled.