When Destiny Calls

Chapter 2

Brandon has totally been ignoring me. He walks away when I walk near him. Yesterday we were in homeroom and I dropped a pencil near his desk, to see if he would pick it up. But no, he grins and pushes his chair back and bloody walks away. I needed a way to make him interested. I needed a way for him to become my destiny. I was already perfect. How could he be resisting that?

Maybe a party would work. Seeing as he is a bad boy he would enjoy parties. My mum is going to Las Vegas next week for a business meeting. My party will be the party of the year. For one thing it will be hosted yours truly, the narcissist.

Next week

"Hey guys, welcome, straight through." I told Jessica and Emily. They were both wearing bright blue short dresses with a small opening on top of their chest. I felt kind of bad that I wasn't told to wear it as well. I look way better in my black dress anyway.

After opening the door for the final time, I started to look for Brandon. I walked up to Jessica and over the pounding music I asked if they had seen Brandon.

"No, why don't you go dance with Cade instead?" She suggested. Then she went back to dancing with some tall guy. He was huge and muscly.

I shook my head. Cade has always had a major crush on me. He is a blond footy player with big abs. That was his biggest asset. I had kissed him once and the whole time I could just feel the tightness of his stomach. Then I had dumped him because he was getting too possessive. Dancing with him now would make my Brandon situation worse.

I sat down at the kitchen bench with wine glass in my hand. The tiles of the floor seemed to blare out my vision. The white with black stripes. My eyes started to dance in and out. Then I got the burning sensation you get when someone is watching you.

"Hello Doll face," I whipped around and saw his perfect face in front of me. His brown eyes shone with laughter. He was up to something.

"Hey Brandon." I knew this day would come. I patted the hard wood of the chair trying to invite him in to sit next to me. He shook his head as he raised his eyebrows.. My heart lurched at the thought of rejection. But then again, who could reject me?

"Nah, just came to get a vodka shot."  His laughing eyes didn't drop my gaze. His movements were smooth as well. He eased around and pulled open the fridge with such force I jumped. The vodka bottle seemed to shimmer in his hand. I could tell I was staring, My mouth hung open in pure disgust. Izzy, I thought snap out of it.

"Why aren't you interested?" I asked him.

"In what?" He leant against the kitchen bench with a glass in his hand. The heat radiating off his body seemed to knock me back a bit.

"Me." I felt pretty confident that he was going to say because he was dating someone else.

"Well doll face," he laughed "I don't date girls like you." I knew I looked confused to him. He laughed yet again at me. How can he not like me? Maybe I am too perfect for him. Arrogant little snob. That's what he is. But then he pushed his face into mine. 

"Girls that are bad." Then he poured his glass and then he stalked off. What did he mean by girls that are bad? Are they who he likes? Or are they the type of girls that he doesn't like?

I put my wine glass down and went to see Cade. I would dance with him to make Brandon see that I could be bad. I could show him I understood. I walked up and grabbed Cade's shirt and pulled him into a kiss. I bent back into a low dip and pulled myself up to his face. A loud whooping went up and he grinned.

"I knew this day would come." He muttered.

I pulled out of his grasp and then lept onto him. I slid my hands down his neck and twirled. He lifted me up and tossed me over his shoulders like I was a doll. I bent down and tried to grip at his pants. Then the door was bashed open by my mother. What the hell was she doing here? She was supposed to be in Las Vegas.

 "Ms Gollen. What are you doing on that man's back?" Mum asked me. The kids snickered. But I didn't care I was going to show up my freaking mother.

"I was about to rip off his shorts, that was what I was doing. Do you have a problem with that? You would do it to dad if he was still here. But he divorced you. Because you weren't good enough" I could see Brandon cracking up over in the kitchen. He elbowed his friends and they all jumped back with smiles on their faces. Then Brandon droppd his glass letting out a huge shatter. My mum stared him dead in the eye.

"Young lady you are grounded. Up to your room now!" My mum ordered. "The rest of you OUT!" One by one the guests filed out. As I walked up the stairs I wondered why mum was home so early. Then it hit me. She was going tomorrow not today. Damn!

As I walked to my room I could here moaning. When I opened the door I saw Jess and another guy having sex on my bed. They were both naked and this guy was pummeling her. Then they saw me.

"OUT!" They crept out of bed put on their clothes and walked out, still kissing. They would get a shock when my mum saw them. I smiled at the thought of that.

My bed was wet so I slept on the floor. I was grounded, my mother hated me, Brandon isn't interested and I am sleeping on the floor. But all well that doesn't matter. I am still perfect. I am a narcissist and I am proud of it.