Bad Influence (Rafe Cameron)

Chapter 3

I sit on Sarah's bed, fiddling with my hands. Sarah walks out of the closet holding up two dresses. I raise my eyebrows at her in disbelief. One is a red, silky dress with thin straps. It is so short I wouldn't even be able to walk without it riding up past my butt cheeks. The other is white and has thick strapped sleeves and tied like a corset in the front. It is longer, it would probably reach my lower thigh. It is cut low though and would probably show more of my cleavage than I feel comfortable showing. It's better than barely being able to move without flashing the person behind me though.

I sigh. "The second one I guess."

Sarah exhales heavily before hanging the red one back up in her closet.

"What?" I ask, seeing the pout on her face.

"I don't know. I was hoping maybe you would be bold and go for the red one." She says as she throws the dress at me and points to her bathroom. "Go. I wanna see how it looks."

I go into the bathroom and put it on. I look at myself in the mirror and can't help but admire the dress on me. It looks a lot better than I thought it would.

Suddenly Sarah bursts into the bathroom, making me jump and hit my back against the wall.

"What the heck, Sarah!" I say, glaring at her. "What if I was still changing?"

"I would have stood here and told you to hurry up because you are taking forever." She twirls her finger around in a circle, indicating that I should spin. I spin slowly, giving her time to see whatever it was she was looking for and when I stop she has a huge grin on her face.

"Oh my gosh. You look amazing!" She squeals, taking my hand and pulling me back into her bedroom. "Sit."

She points at her chair in front of her vanity and I groan before complying and taking a seat.

"Go light on the makeup." I warn her.

She smiles innocently at me and starts my makeup without a word.

We head to the party and the entire time I'm trying not to vomit. Once we get there I step out of the car nervously.

I stand outside the house beside Sarah and Topper. I am freaking out, but I won't show it. I am going to stay completely calm and collected. I won't give Rafe the satisfaction of knowing he is getting to me and making me nervous.

Surprisingly, Sarah had actually gone light on the makeup and she did a perfect job of making me look stunning with both my face and my dress. I feel confident, but I know that the second I walk in there my entire demeanour will change due to Rafe.

I follow hesitantly behind Sarah and Topper into the party. Immediately I am hit with the smell of weed, alcohol, and sweat. I hold my hand over my mouth to keep from gagging and try avoiding the couple making out in the doorway.

Sarah takes my hand and leads me up the stairs to where her and Topper's friends are. At the top of the stairs we go into the last room on the left. It looks like a party room. There are some people playing beer pong in the center of the room and couches are lined up against the wall.

I look around the room when suddenly something catches my eye from one of the couches to my right. I see a girl straddling a guy on the couch and making out with him. I can't see the guys face but suddenly she pulls her mouth away from his and I see him.

It's Rafe Cameron.

Rafe looks around the room and when his eyes catch mine, he smirks. He pushes her off of him and walks over to me.

"How are you liking the party?" He asks once he reaches me, pouring the rest of the contents from his cup into his mouth.

"It's great." I say slowly, turning and looking around, not wanting to catch his eyes.

"I'm gonna go get a refill." He says. He walks past me to the door, hitting my shoulder while he's at it.

I scoff and look back at the girl he was just making out with. Now she is sitting with a new guy, flirting with him.

Out of the corner of my eye I see a guy leaned up against the wall checking me out. He has black hair and dark brown eyes. He's hot but I can't really focus on it too much because I am angry at Rafe for making out with that girl. It shouldn't even matter because he's not mine, but it does. Suddenly I have an idea.

I walk over to the guy and without a warning I crash my lips against his. He wraps one arm around my waist and takes his hand to cup my face and deepen the kiss. He pins me against the wall and I wrap my legs around his waist. I stick my tongue in his mouth and he groans into the kiss. I taste the alcohol on his tongue and it makes me nauseous. Nothing about the kiss feels good and I'm hoping Rafe gets in here soon. I pull away and look around the room.

I see Rafe walk into the room. He looks around and then suddenly his eyes catch mine. I am sure my face has to be flushed from what I just did but he isn't even looking at me. His eyes are shooting daggers at the guy making out with me. I smirk at him and he scowls back at me.

Rafe walks over to the girl nearest to him and pins her up against the wall, making out with her. I look away and look back at the guy I was making out with. I step away from him and walk over to a new guy, wrapping my arms around his neck and pushing him up against the wall. I look behind me to see Rafe glaring at me while still kissing that one girl. I smirk at him before turning back around and crashing my lips against this random guy's lips.

I'll show you irresistible Rafe Cameron. Game on.

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A/N: Sorry this is such a short chapter. I promise I will make the next one longer. I hope you are liking the story so far. Thank you for reading!