"Ashley! I'm outside your house! Hurry up already fat ass!” Emma shouted through the speaker of my phone. God she has the lungs of PMSing banshee.
"Okay! I’m almost done!" I said and put on my black coloured crop top and denim short shorts. I put on a faded jean-jacket and put on some ankle heigh boots. I put my hair up into a mega high ponytail.
I went in front of the mirror and put on some light make up, just some basic foundation and gloss. After I put on some red lipgloss and put my phone into my pocket, I exited my house and headed outside.
Emma was in her car, tapping her fingernails on the steering wheel impatiently, I got in and grinned sheepishly. "Thanks for waiting." I said.
"Sure. But be quicker next time, gosh you take longer to get ready than a forty year old woman suffering a mid-life crisis. I don't want to be late for this party.” We were attending a party held by Alex Matthews, the son of some corporate CEO and it was rumoured to be the best party of the year. Then again that rumour was started by sophomores and almost the whole sophomore year was invited, so their judgement may be mildly biased.
After a few minutes of driving down a street that screamed money, we arrived and found a spot to park just a few houses away from the party. Alex's huge, humongous house was filled to the brim with people and we could already hear the pounding bass of the music from inside the car. We got out and the sourish smell of alcohol hit us along with the stench of vomit.
We walked through his lawn and saw some of the couples making out and kissing on the lawn, some of them were going way further than was needed to be seen. Some people were just yelling at each other with red cups in their hands.
We entered the house and the sound of the music hit us like a tidal wave, it was so loud that the floors and walls were vibrating. We went past the dance floor and into the kitchen, barely managing to avoid all the drunk and sweaty people that loitered about the halls.
"You want something to drink?" Emma asked as she grabbed a red cup for herself and filled it with some sort of mystery liquid.
“Err… No thanks." I said. This was my third time at a party like this. I never really consumed any alcohol, so that I wouldn’t do things I'll regret like some of the girls in here would obviously be doing. Plus, if Emma gets drunk, I’ll need to take her back home safely.
"Come on Ash, have some. It's really not that bad once you try it..." She held a red cup in front of me which I gently pushed back at her. I shook my head with a wry smile on my face.
"I'm fine." I said and went to the fridge, taking out a bottle of orange juice. I made sure that the cap was sealed before I opened it and took a sip, because I wouldn’t want a spiked drink.
"Someone's being a goody good girl and is not gonna dwink is she? " I turned around and saw a cute boy with sky blue eyes and dark brown hair. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt that revealed a hint of the six pack that was hidden underneath. Grey coloured pants and black coloured shoes accented his sharp features.
"Enjoying the view, beautiful?" He asked with a smirk on his face.
"I've seen better." I rolled my eyes, gesturing vaguely to the crowd of guys.
"Really? How in the depths of hell that possible?" He gasped as if genuinely offended by the idea. Boys and their cocky attitudes and self assured good looks. I rolled my eyes. "Name's Kyle." he winked at me. What’s with hot guys and winking.
“Ashley." I smiled softly.
Alex always has great parties. This one was no different. I was chatting up a brunette until I spotted Ashley talking with a random guy, and she was laughing at something he said. Suddenly they walked out of the kitchen and went somewhere else.
That's when I decided to follow them and just rudely ditched the girl I was talking to. I don't know why but I felt unnecessarily jealous. She speaks to me rudely as if I’m the scum of the earth, and there she is right now, talking to some random dude she just met.
What the heck man.
Kyle and I were talking and I started laughing, hard. This dude was absolutely hilarious. It suddenly got really noisy in here so we decided to go to the backyard, where the pool was.
We continued talking and walking. Suddenly I slipped on the water from the pool and began to topple towards the ground. Kyle tried to support me and hold me up but we both ended up slipping and I landed with him on top of me, crushing me beneath his muscly body. I didn’t really mind, but his weight was kinda crushing me.
We stared into each other’s eyes for a moment and then started to burst out into hysterical laughter. "Gosh, I'm so, so sorry." I laughed in between my words.
"Nah, I don't really mind this position the two of us have wound up in," he said and winked. I rolled my eyes and he stuck his tongue out at me.
He was suddenly ripped off of me and before I even knew it, there was a low growl and I saw a fist connect with the side of Kyle's face. He fell onto on the ground once more and had a fountain of blood pouring out of his nose.
I stood up immediately and darted over to his side. I looked up to see who was the person that did this and saw the annoyingly handsome face of Zach Clayton.
I was ubér mad and shouted at him, "What the heck was that for!”
"He was lying on top of you!" He shouted back, fury blazing in his blue, steel eyes.
"So?" I shouted back at him, shoving him backwards and ignoring how his defined chest felt beneath my palms.
"He wanted to have in with you! I could see the lust in his disgusting eyes!"
"Why do you even care? Why do you even give two shits!” I screeched at him, my teeth grinding. He looked down towards the floor, then came dangerously close to me. We had a mini stare-down when he suddenly wrapped his hard and strong arms around me. What the hell is going on?
"I was jealous okay?" he said through his teeth. What is wrong with him?
"The heck were you jealous for?" I asked, my voice considerably softer.
"You were so nice to him and you treated me like shit on the bathroom floor." he said, his fists clenched.
"Cause you are, idiot." I said back, squirming against his hold.
"Oh just be quiet and enjoy this,” he said and hugged me even tighter. "Nobody is allowed to do that to you except me."
"Are you drunk? Or high?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Clear as the sky." He said and grinned a lopsided grin.
"Don't let anyone get on top of you again." he said, running his hands up and down my arms.
"That sounded so, so wrong dude."
"It's supposed to be." he said and pulled back while smirking his trademark smirk. I pushed away from his grip and gave him a grossed out look.
“Ew. G-ross…“ I said and walked back in. I couldn't help the smile that was creeping it’s way onto my lips. I didn't know why but it felt for a moment as if he cared. As if he was actually jealous... What? Noway…
As I made my way back to get another drink, I suddenly realised.
“Shit I left Kyle outside.”
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