The fact that it's Friday and I've been in bed all week instead at school is kind of depressing. I was alright about the Roy thing until I went on Facebook and found myself stalking his page without thinking about it. That's when I realize that I'm really in love with this boy and he really hurt me emotionally. All this time I was so worried that Caleb would hurt me and Roy hurts me instead. The least expected person. The sad part about all of this that Roy knew that I saw him kiss the girl and hasn't tried texting me. At least I don't think since I turned my phone off. Plus, I went through two tubs of ice cream today and I haven't had any contact with Penelope, Violet, Jordan, or even Emma. It's probably filled with text like Are you okay? or How are you? And I thought that the somewhat date with Caleb would help but it really didn't do that much. It's like three in the afternoon, so everybody should be out of school by now. I'm flipping through the channels, hearing a gentle knock on my door.
"Come in," I said loud enough for them to hear.
It's just my mom, bringing me my dinner which is crawfish etouffee. Just in time, my stomach was growling for something else besides ice cream.
"Honey are you okay? Do you want to talk?" My mom asked, handing me the plate of food and something to drink.
"Mom, I'm fine really," I said, giving her a fake smile. “I just needed sometime away from the world.”
She smiles back at me, leaving my room.
I flip through the channels again and find some show called Gossip Girl. I believe I caught it later in the seasons because I have no idea what's going on. Then this guy on here name Chuck shows up and he's incredibly hot! But some other guy named Nate shows up and he's even hotter! Now I know why most people want to be in movies nowadays, they put models in television shows now. I take my last bite out of my dinner and I hear another knock on my door but they came in before I can say anything.
"Where have you been?" Natasha asked, taking the remote from my hand, turning the TV off. "I have been worrying sick about you. I even tried to call you."
"I'm just a little upset that's all."I lied, snatching the remote out of her hand.
When I turn the television back on, I see Nate kissing a blonde girl which made me remember about Roy. I sobbed, making Natasha hugging me from the side to comfort me. Why does he have this effect on me? I never imagined that I would get upset over a guy and here I am crying my eyes out.
While I'm getting Natasha's shoulder, soaking wet with my tears, three people bust through my doorway. At first I believed I was getting robbed, but it's just Violet, Penelope, and Emma. They all stand in front of the TV and stare at me with their arms crossed. I shrug my shoulders and Emma takes the remote from my hand to turn off the TV.
"What the hell is up with you?" Violet asked, pulling the covers off of me and Natasha.
"Yeah we've been worry sick about you," Penelope added, sitting on the bed, ignoring the fact that Natasha is right next to me.
"She found some guy that she likes kissing someone else." Natasha commented. Nice way to put my business out there.
Emma opens my curtains, revealing the beaming sunlight that is hurting my eyes.
"Mary Jane Fall, the world isn't going to stop just because you have problems. You're going to get yourself out of this bed and stop feeling sorry for yourself. And if you don't get yourself out of this bed then I will drag you out of it myself." Emma said.
We all were shocked at what she said we widened our eyes at her.
"Boys are stupid and always will be." Emma added.
"We're going to a party tonight just us ladies. And Natasha you could come if you want." Violet said, rolling her eyes.
“Why would I want to go to a party when that's how I got depressed in the first place?” I asked.
“Because it's a girl's night and you really have no choice,” Violet said jokingly.
I get out of my bed and my legs are soar from not moving except if I need to shower or use the bathroom.
"So who's party?" I asked, going through my closet.
"A guy name Zack Fletcher," Penelope replied, fixing her ponytail in my mirror. That's the guy I did a body shots on. I hope he gets wasted like last time, I really want to lick the salt off his abs again. "The really hot guy you did the body shot on."
"You did a body shot on Zack?" Emma gasped, covering her mouth.
"Yeah and so did you." I chuckled.
I'm not sure what to wear tonight. I want to look hot, so I can boost my confidence up and hope to get another boy that I find hot besides Roy. In order to do that, I have to find something that's skin tight and I don't have anything like that. Well, this really sucks.
"Mary, do us a favor and turn your phone back on," Natasha said, handing me my phone but I put it in my back pocket.
"I don't have anything hot to wear." I complained.
"Emma has plenty of skin tight stuff to wear, come on." Penelope said, pulling me by the arm and out of my room.
I follow them in the car while Natasha is behind me. I open the door for Natasha and Violet but I had to sit right next to Natasha so Violet doesn't rip her vocal cords out. While Penelope is starting the car, I settled to pull my phone out and turn it on. The text messages start to pouring out as presently as my phone showed my home screen.
Roy: Mary, we need to talk.
Penelope: I'm probably being annoying with all of the text that you have but I just want to make sure that you're okay!:)
Emma: Mary Jane! You need to tell me what's wrong with you so we can grieve over ice cream and gossip!
Violet: What's wrong? If you want to get your mind off of it, we could go shopping or maybe even get our nails done.
3 missed calls from Natasha.
Roy: Please don't ignore me Mary. I want to talk. Are you okay?:(
Caleb: Why are you ignoring me? Is it because I tried to kiss you? I'm sorry please don't ignore me:(
Roy: Mary, you're making me worry about you and I probably look annoying sending you all these text messages. We need to talk asap.
Emma: Mary, I swear if I go over to your house and you're in bed, I'm going to drag you out. Literally. Love you :*
I guess Roy remembers he kissed someone at Jordan's party and I was considering that maybe he drunk. At least that's what I was hoping and I would look silly for being mad at him for something he doesn't recall doing. I start to erase the messages from Roy and all of the call history. They will be no Roy in mind starting... now!
Penelope arrives to their house and I put my phone in my pocket, disregarding a text that somebody that should remain nameless sent me. Natasha has her arm intertwine with my arm and Emma's is intertwine with my other arm as we enter the house. We head straight to Emma's room and her room puts an instant smile on my face. I told you Emma's room reminds me of summertime and good vibes. Penelope goes to her closet, instantly picking out three skintight dresses. They were in different shades of black, darkest to lightest. I'm pretty sure Emma has a lot more than that.
"I think black would suit you," Penelope said, holding the dress up to me.
I take my clothes off, revealing my Hello Kitty bra and panties and the scar on my stomach from Dylan. I walk to Emma's mirror, turning to the side to see how it looks. Penelope is right, black really does suit me.
The dress is clean like it hasn't been worn (probably hasn't since Penelope is strict with Emma) and it has lace as the sleeves. All I need to do is fix my hair and my face and I'll be good to go, but the thing is that I don't know how to put on makeup. What I mean by that is that when it comes to picking what's for your skin-tone, I'm lost as a puppy but like mascara and eyeliner I'm good with that. But that's it.
"I'll do your face," Emma said excitedly, clapping her hands.
"And I'll do your hair," Natasha announced.
Emma sits me down right in front of her mirror, grabbing the eyeliner pencil while Natasha brushes the messy bun that I had on all day. Which hurts like hell, but I guess that's the cost of beauty.
We make it to the party and all of us are wearing skin tight dresses. Violet is wearing purple, Emma is wearing a shade lighter than mine (which is dark gray), Penelope is wearing a burgundy color, and Natasha is white lace which really works with her tan skin. My face is all dolled up with light brown (nearly nude) eyeshadow with my eyebrows plucked and mascara that is perfectly applied. Plus a little bit of eyeliner, I told Emma that I didn't want to look like a raccoon, and some nude lipstick. My bangs are up on bobby pins while the remainder of my hair is completely straightened. This time I'm wearing black wedges instead of heels so I probably won't stumble this time. Let's all hope not.
We all walk in the house at the same time and they're people making out in every corner. Gross. Natasha follows me to the kitchen to make a drink and my eyes widened out of shock to see who's here. Caleb. I didn't think he knew Zack or even knew about the party. Caleb glares at me with widened eyes and a smile which makes me glad.
"You'll thank me later," Natasha whispered into my ear, fixing her a drink. I should've known that Natasha was part of this.
"Hey M-Mary. You look beautiful." he stuttered.
I blush, looking down at what I was wearing. He's nervous, how cute?
"Thanks. You look good yourself." I complimented, gesturing to what he was wearing.
His face turns a bright shade of pink. He's wearing a solid black shirt with a leather jacket and some black leather pants which made him look so badass and hot.
"Can I get you something to drink?" Caleb asked, rubbing the back of his neck while his other hand is in his back pocket.
Caleb picks up a red cup and from the corner of my eye, I see Natasha winking at me and giving me a thumbs up. She leaves the kitchen with her beverage in her hand and I turn my attention back to Caleb who hands me my drink. I take a sip of it and it's really strong and weird tasting. Yak.
"It's Jack Daniels mixed with coke. Sorry I didn't meant to give you something so strong," he chuckled nervously.
"It's okay." I nodded.
I take another and it doesn't taste as bad as it did the last time. Caleb grabs my hand and pulls me towards the dance floor and they're playing “My House” by Flo Rida. I have a feeling that he's going to want me to dirty dance with him and not that I don't mind but I don't know how. The only time I dirty danced with anyone was Violet and I don't even believe I did it right. Caleb grabs my waist and I put my arms around his neck and I, out of nowhere, start to shake my hips like never before. I'm starting to feel like Shakira.
The songs comes to an end and I pull my arms away from Caleb, who has a smirk on his face. I take another sip of my drink as Caleb drags me back to the kitchen.
"I never knew you could dance like that," he said, pulling himself on the counter. Trust me I'm just as shocked as you are.
"Neither did I," I said, trying to pull myself on the counter in my tight dress and decided to just stand in front of Caleb. Well, that's a bit embarrassing, isn't it?
"Mary, are you okay?" Caleb asked, scaring me with that question.
"Yeah why you ask?" I pouted, getting closer to him.
"Because ever since we almost kissed, you've been ignoring me. Did I do something wrong?" he asked in the most sympathetic I've ever heard. It made me want to cry because he thinks that I'm mad at him and he seems to be very upset about it.
"No, Caleb you didn't. I promise it's not you." I said, putting my hand on his shoulder.
"Who hurt you? Did Roy hurt you?" he asked, sounding pretty furious.
I looked at my feet when he asked about Roy and I wanted to cry, but I held it in. Caleb
heads to the dance floor with an angry expression, but I stop him.
"Caleb, please just forget about it." I said, hearing a little sadness in my voice and a tear falls down my face.
Caleb wipes it with his thumb, picking up my chin with his finger to make me look him in his beautiful sage green eyes.
"I just don't want anyone hurting you and getting away with it." he said, kissing my forehead. Does he think we're dating? I would hate to tell him that we're not dating especially him being sweet as he is right now. "And I know you're not ready for a boyfriend right now. Natasha told me why you went on the date with me. I'm glad I can help." Caleb added, staring into my eyes.
"Mary, where have you been?" Emma asked, pausing when she discovers Caleb.
She gives him a cold stare, pulling my arm. I wave and smiled at Caleb before she could get me out of the kitchen completely,"This is a girls night, you can't be around dicks especially Caleb."
She hands me a shot with a satisfied grin.
I thrust it down my throat, grinning as the liquid burns down my throat. As I fix me another shot, I see Natasha flirting with some blonde that kinda looks like Roy's sister, but she's trying to not make it obvious. Violet joins me by grabbing a shot glass that shines green when you drink out of it. I want mine to glow. Me and Violet drinks our shots at the same time and decided to have a competition on who can drink the most shots. I'm fairly sure that Violet would win, but why not. I smirk at her as I take my third shot and I can tell that she had something else to drink before she started with the shots.
I take my fifth shot and the lights begin to flicker similar to a rave I would see on Tumblr. Someone has neon paint so everyone would glow in the black light. I can see some people have tribal designs on their arms and some people have lines on their faces.
"You want some neon paint?" someone asked behind me.
I smile and when I turned around, my smile fades pretty quickly. I should've recognize his voice but somehow I didn't. He smiles once he realizes its me, holding my face still. From what I can feel he's drawing lines on my faces like a football player.
"You look hot," Roy whispered in my ear.
"Fuck off. It's girls night," Violet slurred.
"I've been meaning to talk to you," he said in my ear so I can hear him.
"It's girls night," I said, moving to the other side of Violet which had Penelope drunk off her ass. I can't believe I didn't spot her drunk ass.
I take a few more shots before heading back to the kitchen where there's a couple making out along the table. While going through the cabinets, I see someone's hand reach for the vodka bottle. When I turn around and saw his face, he seemed pretty familiar. He has dirty blonde hair with some really dark brown eyes and he has a slight facial hair under his nose that makes him look a little older.
"This is probably the strongest you're going to get," he chuckled, handing me the bottle of vodka. "I'm Zack Fletcher." he holds out his hand, waiting for me to take it. So this is the guy that I did body shots on? He's not bad looking at all and neither are his abs.
"I'm Mary," I introduced with a grin.
I pop open the bottle, starting to drink it straight which isn't probably the best idea I had. Zack laughs at my disgusted face.
"You must be really having a bad night if you're drinking vodka straight," he said, giving me his wicked smirk.
"You have no idea," I said, making my eyes widened as I take another gulp of vodka. My head feels like it's spinning and I start to stumble in my walk a little bit. Am I drunk? Please tell me I am because I could use a very strong buzz right now. "I'll see you around, Zack."
I start to stumble to the dance floor, feeling someone's hand on my waist to keep me from falling.
When I realize who it is, my heart lights up with excitement. It's freaking Caleb. He puts me against a corner so it would be easier to hold me up. I take another gulp of vodka, starting to run my hand on Caleb's chest which is very firm.
"You've been working out? I can tell." I slurred.
Caleb has a firm grip on my waist, trying to hold me up and I'm really liking it. I don't know it's because I like him or it's because he looks like a total badass in his leather jacket.
"Mary," he said, catching me before I totally bust my ass. "You've been drinking a little too much, I'm taking you home."
Caleb starts to pull me towards the door and the fresh air from outside hits my face.
"Caleb, you can't just make me leave, I'm not your puppy." I groaned.
I feel an instant weight lift and turns out that Caleb is holding me by my legs. Like those couples from the movie. He's so sweet.
I lay my head on his shoulder for comfort and enjoy the walk to his car. He puts me down softly in the passenger seat, taking my vodka bottle from me. Awe, I was drinking that. I put my head on the window, closing my eyes until we arrive at my house. Caleb turns his radio down a little and I hear Crazy Train playing. But that song is so old, I don't recall it playing on the radio.
"This is my song." I said, slapping Caleb's arm out of excitement, swaying my body to the music.
Caleb is laughing on how I'm dancing but it's my song so I'm going to get down to that. "This song is amazing."
"It's my song too," Caleb said, turning the radio up and we both rock out to it. I can't believe Caleb actually likes this song, I thought he would like hip hop like the rest of the people now-a-days.
We arrive to my house and the song is just ending. What great timing, eh? Caleb turns off the car and I push the door open with all my strength. Caleb carries me just like he had me before he put me in the car. He kind of kicks the front door open, taking me to my room. Caleb gently sets me down on my bed which is comfy as hell, starting to leave slowly out of my room. No, please, don't go yet.
"Caleb, can you stay until I fall asleep?" I asked kindly.
"Sure," he said, laying right beside me while stroking my hair which made me sleepy.
I lay my head down on his chest, starting to close my eyes. I can still feel Caleb staring at me, still stroking my hair slowly.
"Goodnight, my little crazy train," he murmured, kissing my forehead and stops stroking my hair.
I grin a little at that then I black out.