Chapter 13: The Party

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I rushed down the stairs to go and talk to Xavier, but then, abruptly stopped.

What am I doing? I will look like an idiot if I went to him and ask why Carter didn't show up instead, silly me.

So, does Jenny just shares my number with anyone who asks, or was it Carter who gave it to him? Why didn't he come and made Xavier pick us up in the first place? I might not be right, but I'm sure he is trying to either play games with me or get on my nerves, in a way I don't even know how he can do it. I should not let him win tonight, I will show who I really can be, this Carter guy will be seeing a whole different me tonight. So, no, I'm not giving in, not yet.

"Jenny! Xavier is the one taking us!" I shouted to Jenny. She came hurriedly and threw my purse at me, "Let's go then!" she says giving me that stretched smile. I nodded, stood up, and followed her downstairs.

"But why did he come? Wasn't Carter supposed to...?"

I sighed, "I don't know, Jen. Anyway, the main point is that we're still going, right?" I said opening the door. I let her walk out first, I did the same, locked the front door, and went to the black and blue colored Land Rover, that is waiting for our arrival.

"Hey, senoritas!" Xavier greeted us as we entered his car.

"Hi," we greeted back simultaneously.

"You won't believe how many people came to the party, it's so crazy," Xavier said, making me gulp. The more people there are, the more eyes would be watching me. This is my problem, I always regret doing something after deciding to do it so.

"The party is at Cole's?" Jenny asked and Xavier nodded his head.

The drive to Cole's house was silent, none of us uttered a word. Both of them look that they are wordlessly and effortlessly communicating by stealing glances from the rearview mirror and laughing silently. I was thinking of ways to leave the party if everyone wasn't going to take me, which no one will.

"We're here, ladies!" Xavier exclaimed as he steered the steering wheel and park his car at the only space left of all the lined-up cars, he probably reserved it. The cars were lined up, taking over the whole driveway from the tip to the bottom. When I looked to my left, I can just say that Cole's place has turned into a wild house. Students from my school are everywhere; on the sidewalk, some are puking all over those beautiful bushes, and I can even see some of them on the roof dancing, making out, and just being crazy. The peaks of red solo cups are littered everywhere, there were visibly broken glasses of probably beer bottles and other unknown drinks, the gate of the fence is wide open, making the whole movements of the whole crowd visible and the music blasting from speakers, audible from here.

I shuddered, this is definitely not my crowd, or place to be. I mentally prepared myself for what to come, because I know these kinds of parties and wild spots are the places that a person like me will end up damaged in some way and be thrown out.

I didn't wait for them, I got out of the car, my feet wiggling as I stood up. I shouldn't have worn these, I can't even stand on a short heel, let alone on a sharp stiletto. I am pretty sure this night would be the worst night in my whole life, but I need to remind myself, it could be worth it.

"WOO! LET'S BLAST IT!!" one of the students from the crowd came barging out of the house, with his underwear only. He ran and ran, but stumbled and fell in the middle of the road, poor him.

"What are we waiting for? Come on!" Jenny yelled and pulled me to the house. Oh goodness, it is very hard walking on these heels, but with Jenny pulling me, I feel like I'm walking on air, not.

As we entered the house, the music literally deafening my ears, a girl wearing only her undergarments came up to us and laughed, "Guys, I've been waiting for you! Where have you been?" she said, touching my hair, then my cheek, "You, you changed, did you put more make up?" she asked stumbling on her words. I held her hands and lower them from my face and shoulders. She looked up at me confused, "What's wrong? I'm, I'm Nicola girl, did you forget are that whiplash you got?" she giggled. She must be wasted, totally wasted.

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