+You said keep our business on the low-low
I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone
'Cause you look even better than the photos
I can't find your house, send me the info
Driving through the gated residential
Found out I was coming, sent your friends home,
Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know..+|| N a t a l i e || 7 : 3 0 P M
In my room, I throw some clothes for tomorrow, my heels, makeup, and jewelry into a bag. I found my baggy sweatpants and black hoodie, and slipped it on over the dress we bought from the boutique a few days ago. We all ended up finding new dresses. I ended up getting the short white two piece outfit. It had a halter neckline, with a keyhole like cut to show a little cleavage. I told Vera that it was too much, and I didn't want to look like a whore, but she said in this town, this is what people wear to parties. She also promised people would be dressed a lot nicer than what I think. She on the other hand eventually went with a hip hugging, satin navy blue dress, and Emilie found a short, sparkly black one. I finished packing up my bag and walked out of my room trying not to stare directly at my mom so she wouldn't see my face full of makeup.
"Have fun honey!" She yells from the kitchen, as the smell of brownies fill air. I walk passed the kitchen to the den where the liquor cart is. I snag a bottle of vodka off the top and tiptoe to the side door to the garage.
"Love you mom!"
I walk through the door in my baggy sweatpants and rush to my car with my bag in hand. I really did hate lying to my mother, but she would kill me if she knew what was going down tonight. She would never let me go to a party, especially in this town. It's like party city mixed with high class millionaires. So every rager is at a mansion. I told her I would be going to Vera's house, which wasn't a lie. I was going to help clean up tomorrow, I guess before her parents got home. I walked out to my car, and hopped in the driver seat, throwing my bag in the passenger seat. I eased out of the driveway when I heard a bump in my backseat.
What the hell?
I pulled over to the side of the road an flipped around in my seat to see what was going on. Suddenly out of the dark figure emerges from the floorboard, scaring the hell out of me."Holy Shit!!" I scream as someone jumps up from my floorboard and into the backseat.
"SHHHHH! It's just me!" Vera hisses.
"What the hell are you doing?" I yell.
"Why aren't you at your party?"
"I can't let you go to your first party here alone, and this isn't the way to my house." She says with a sigh.
"Here, let me drive. You can get ready." She says.
With a nod, we exited the car and swapped places. I crawled into the passenger seat, while she took over the drivers. She put the car in drive, and I stopped her.
"Wait." I speak.
"What?" She asks confused.
I then rolled down my window, and snatch the GPS from its stand, suctioned to the window. With one forceful throw, I toss it out the window and I hear the screen shatter as it flew right into a tree.
"Piece of shit." I mumble.
Vera throws her head back in laughter, as she swerved back onto the road, advancing towards the direction of her house.
+ +
"Are you ready?" She asks.
I run my fingers through my wavy hair, and touch up my blush and lipstick. My lips purse at my reflection in the mirror, admiring my new plush pink lipgloss. I look over at her as she stares back at me with a wide smile. Her long straight hair swept out of her eyes evenly, and her dark eyeshadow makes her light blue eyes crystalize. She has a devilish grin plastered from dimple to dimple and her face gives me a hint that were both going to be up to no good by the end of the night.
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Novela JuvenilMeet Natalie Havens. A gorgeous seventeen year old girl, who keeps her head high. She has the friends, the guy, and a great life. But one thing can change that. Something awful. And it did. Natalie cant handle it anymore, the looks, the rumors, all...