The Quiet Girl

-chapter 15-

-Zaya Brown-

"Mom can I borrow the car just for a couple hours? Alya and I are going shopping." "Sure bring it back in one piece ok?" "Yes mom I love you bye!" "Bye!"

"I have the keys let's go." I told Alya. "Yay!" She said in a high pitched voice I laugh in response.

Once we got in the car Alya connected to the bluetooth and starts blasting music as we sing along from the music. With the windows down.

I felt very happy right now.

Once we arrived at the mall we entered from store to store. Alya got 5 shopping bags and we barely spent an hour here and mines were empty just stuffed in my pockets.

"Ohh look at this." I said pointing out the shirt. "Hello?" I swiped my hands back and forth. "Huh yea. Hey look at that guy over there you should go get his number." She said nudging my shoulder.

"I thought we were going to have a girls weekend?" "Not when there is a fine ass man out there." "Let's just continue with shopping?" She sighed.

Minutes later I was ready to pay for my clothes. Then I suddenly feel a tap on my shoulder. "Yes?" I turn around to see the guy from earlier. The same guy that Alya was talking about.

"Hey I think you're really pretty." He says. "Oh well thank you. You don't look too bad yourself." I replied. "Well may I have your number?" He asked. "Does that come with your name?"

"Well depends if you want it?" "Then I'll take my chances." I replied. "Jacob." "Zaya." "What a beautiful name." "Thank you." "Well then here's my number." He said

"Oh and I'm hosting a party at my place tonight. Hope to see you there?" "Maybe." I replied and he later walked away.

After paying for my clothes and I caught up to Alya. "I got his number." I said. "What no way!" She sounded amazed.

"And an invitation to a party." "Oh really?" "Yup and it's for tonight so we should maybe get home and start getting ready." With that we drove home and started getting ready.

"But we don't have any dresses." I said. "Don't worry about that." She said. Out of nowhere Alya pulled out 2 dresses. One blue one green.

"Which one?" "I'll take green." I said. I took the dress and quick went to switch into it. Once I was done I went back into my room where Alya was already on and had already started on her makeup.

"Ohhhh did anyone tell you looked good in blue?" "Did anyone tell you that you looked good in green?" "Where did you get these dresses from they are gorgeous?" "I don't even remember I think it was when my parents and I went on a trip."

"Alright makeup time." She said "Can you do my makeup? And please don't put too much. I don't like too much." "Alright no problem you want some light weight makeup that's what you with get." She said picked you the foundation.

"You don't even need makeup."

"And done." She said dropping the eyeshadow pallet. I looked in the mirror and I was impressed.

"Oh- I- wow it looks perfect thank you!" "No problem." "You should be a makeup artist." "That's the dream." She then started her own makeup and finished a while after.

"Let's go." I said.

We got to the party and it smelled like alcohol and sweat. I saw a lot of people from school. I hated being on my own at a party.

"Please stick with-" She was already gone or lost in the crowd. I sighed and tried to make my way into the kitchen. All I see is beer, vodka, whiskey, wine. Not even water is there.

So I take a plastic cup and pour myself some red wine. I took a taste and surprisingly it wasn't as bad as I thought. I took another sip and another and another and another.

Then it was my second cup, third cup, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, and the list goes on. Last thing I remember was some dude dragging me to the living room where everyone was dancing.

-Zhaye Andrews-

I arrived a couple hours later. That's when the fun actually starts. I got to the place wasn't too place but the playlist was horrible. I went into the kitchen to get myself a drink but there was interesting.

I eventually decided to take some wine. In my opinion they all taste the same so it didn't matter to me which one it was.

After a while girls started coming over to the kitchen and started getting all over me. I somehow found my way out of the kitchen and sat down where there was nobody.

Moments later sitting down wasn't as fun so I stood up and made my way onto the dance floor. Some girl found me and we started dancing.

But the more I dance and the more I wasted my time. There was this one girl I couldn't keep my eyes off of. She had nice green mini dress that hugged her curves. Her hair was out and she went pretty natural for her makeup. Comparing to other girls here.

After like 25 more minutes of dancing the girl was headed upstairs. She and the guy didn't even get time to get to the stairs. We started hearing police sirens. "Shit." I muttered to myself.

Everyone was rushing out the house by the back and so was I. Except for the girl she looked like she was looking for someone and also looked pretty disturbed. I sighed and I somehow made my way to her.

"Hey are you- Zaya?" "Oh, hey Zhaye." She said slurring on her words. "What are you doing here? There's no time for that we have to go." "Can't my friend is somewhere." She said pointing in all directions. I tried my best not to laugh.

"We have to go I'm sure she is safe somewhere." I muttered the last part. "No, I'm not leaving without her." I sighed and picked her up. Then I started running for the door.

With all the noise and car engines starting you could barely here Zaya's yelling. We got to my car and I opened the door and put her down.

I get into the car and start driving away. I try putting some music and Zaya starts whining. "Noooo, stop my head spinning and you are spinning too." She said dragging on her words. I switch off the music.

"You know you are really funny when you are drunk." "I'm not drunk I'm sober." She said putting her finger in my face. I try to push it away so I can see where I'm going.

"You know your mom will kill if she sees you like this." "Mom mom mom always about her." It suddenly gets quiet. After a while she says.

"Zhayeeeee?" "Yea?" "Can I stay at your place for the night? I don't want to go home." Somewhat surprised by her question because she would never ask me that. "Uh sure..." "Thanks." I nod. "You know you're really hot you know that?"

Now that was unexpected I really didn't expect that from her. I mean she is drunk but it caught me off guard. She later fell asleep with her head laying on the window.

Once we got to my place I gently pick her up and get into the house. There was no one home. So I brought her upstairs and I took off her shoes.

I went into my closet and found an oversized shirt with some sweatpants. I quickly switched the clothes without looking at anything I wasn't supposed to. I got some makeup remover from my mom's bathroom and used it on her. Then I slowly tucked her in my bed.

"Goodnight Zaya."

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