My Irresistible Bad Boy

Chapter 8: Hopeless Wanderers'

A/N: Listen to the song while reading the part where the go to the party. Ugh the Neighbourhood just sets the mood <3

Chapter 8: Hopeless Wanderers'

I stumbled out of the bathroom, not even bothering to catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I knew I looked like a damn flat cheated Barbie doll and there wasn't a single thing I could do about it. I groaned as I tugged at the dress to come further down my thighs,but it was a constant battle between what part of my skin I wanted to show. This piece of fabric left nothing to the imagination and left me feeling exposed. I shot death glares at my sister and friends as slow smiles crept on their faces displaying their approval.

Beth pretended to wipe tears away from her eyes as she spoke in a dramatized tone, "oh my gosh you guys, our little Rose is growing up." The rest of the girls got in on the ploy and started to exert fake sobs of their own as they surrounded me and engulfed me in a circle of suffering. I tried shoving them off of me, but they were relentless in their antics. God, I need you to remind that if I ever do make friends they need to be normal. I was about to cause a scene when the doorbell rung and everyone froze. I raised an eyebrow as they all pulled away from me and gave each other knowing looks.

I was really getting tired of not being in their loop. At least if I was, I'd have a heads up as to what they were surely planning given the now innocent or forced disinterested facade they had hovering around their persons. Karen wrapped her arm around mine as Beth began to escort all of us back downstairs. My patience was running thin as they silently guided me to the front door. Seriously? They couldn't like give me a hint as to what the hell was going on? Beth was going to pay majorly for this.

Polly and Samantha skirted around our mobile group, eager to open the door. Karen leaned down and whispered, "don't think he didn't tell us about his little crush on you." She gave me a wink before coming to a halt as Polly reached for the knob. My heart fluttered. Crush? I couldn't help it as my thoughts betrayed me and drifted to Cain. No he wouldn't be here picking me up...would he?

Polly opened the door agonizingly slow to show me different parts of a person at a time. I recognized the shorter, stockier build almost instantly. I felt my hopes die as I saw the smiling, yet still handsome face. It just wasn't the face I wanted to see.

"James," I uttered by way of an attempt of a friendly greeting. He didn't say anything as his eyes freely roamed down my body. I felt itchy under his gaze, like I was in desperate need to remove myself from his presence. I swallowed and slightly fidgeted in order to control my squeamish nerves.

James's eyes finally met mine and his grin turned into a full on smile that touched his eyes with a dull twinkle. He cleared his throat and said, "Rose you look..."

"Hot?" Karen tried.

"Beautiful?" Samantha filled in.

"Marvelous?" Beth goaded.

"Incredible?" Polly finished.

James nodded at all of the suggestions and added his own, "stunning." I couldn't stop the blush that reddened my cheeks as he gave me the compliment. I averted my gaze and watched the ground embarrassed by the attention I was receiving.

"Alright peeps, it's time to par-tay!!!!" Cried Samantha as she dashed out the door in excitement. The other girls followed Samantha to her Cadillac while James and I remained. They hooted and hollered until we finally left the steps and drifted over to his Range Rover. James was a gentleman as he opened the passenger door for me. I gave him a tight smile of appreciation and felt bad for not being more genuine. What was wrong with me?