Sucker punch that's about it! SO, here I am being wingman for Mason and guess who opens the door? Pure buckets of attitude, in a little black dress, and miles of leg. Never knew that Hayden had those under those tight fitting jeans she always wears in school. But, that attitude is something I do know! Sometimes I feel like wiping that look of distaste off her face with my own mouth. Would serve her right with her high and mighty attitude. Well, despite the attitude, she let me in (well, with a fifty dollar bill), I didn't mind too much because those legs of hers were well worth it.

Walking into that bar was awkward and to be honest I really don't feel adult enough to be in a place like that yet. Sure, I had my grown up clothes and was dressed up smart but it's like I'm still figuring things out, this whole wolf thing, high school thing, and member of the pack thing. Seeing Hayden argue with the bartender about money and drinks, made me really see how adult like she is (except when she is acting childish towards me). It was disconcerting to see her handle the drinks and deal with the drunken customers. For some reason, it made me feel even more like a child. Think I'm still transitioning, somewhere in the middle. Shit, even Mason is trying to figure out his love life. Not that I have one, or even close to one. And by the looks of things, Hayden has some financial stuff she is trying to figure out for herself. Must be the age.

I feel this sort of feeling and I don't like it. It is important to go with those feelings so pacing the dance floor was necessary. My head was doing 360's as I was trying to trace the object of what was causing my nerves. Unfortunately, my instincts do not always lead to proper direction.

"Oh, my God Liam, you dropped all the drinks,", said Hayden as she bent down picking up the plastic drink bottles and tray. "I'm going to have to pay for this out of my own money."

He saw her brush the hair out of her eyes, clearly frustrated. "Wait, I have some money."

Well, to be honest the money I had wasn't much but I was resourceful. Like any self-respecting guy who makes a mistake, I decided to find a solution. With some quick thinking, I jumped onto the counter and did my favorite impression of Slipknot, even faking the drunk thing. While everyone was watching me, yes, they were because I am cute and can play it well. Not conceited mind you, just a fact. With some drunken steps, I fell behind the counter, just fast enough to swipe a big bottle of vodka. Even ended up back on the counter to get a standing ovation.

Hayden kept looking at me confused until I motioned for her to follow me in the back. Reaching inside my leather jacket, the bottle of vodka was waiting to fill the drink cups. She looked relieved.

She sort of half-smiled as we hid in the corner pouring the vodka into the cups. Unfortunately, the main bartender started walking towards us.

"Oh, Liam, Josh is coming, hide the bottle."

With quick thinking, I pushed her back against the wall and made sure my arms blocked the tray and vodka. Her dark eyes glazing as my lips went towards hers. It was a small kiss at first but with one taste, I had to have a little more. Her arms kept shaking but somehow Hayden managed to hold onto that tray.

"Aren't you on the wrong team," said Josh muttering about the confusion of Liam's sexuality. NO wonder, with him being at a gay bar.

After Josh walked away, my hands steadied the tray in her arms while putting the empty bottle of vodka back in my inside pocket. Looking at Hayden, it was easy to see that she had a flux of emotions some not so good, so I gave her a smile and made my exit. Yet, somehow the incident made my steps lighter and possibly feeling a little more on the side of being an adult. Guess, we would have to see what the result would be in school tomorrow. Couldn't help but whistle on my way out that is until two black eyes met me in the exit way. With that, all the good feelings would have to wait for another time.