Chapter 8

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I don't know if I need a trigger warning for this... just be prepared! If anyone after reading this suggests one, I'll put it here. I'm sorry.... I guess; enjoy reading?

It's Friday, the day of my party. Yas said I should wear something sexy. I don't have sexy clothes. I chose to wear a black dress which comes to my knees. It has long, puffy sleeves and a turtleneck. I've never worn this thing before. My mum bought it for me for the funeral of my grandma but I didn't go cause I was too sad.

I walk to Yas' house, on the outside it already looks amazing. Her house is as big as a villa. I think it is a villa. There are lights everywhere, it looks stunning. Yas walks to me. "Great, you're here. There's a lot to do," she says and looks at my dress. "Yea, I figured that out. First, we need something better than that," she says.

"I think this is okay, I really don't need less clothes," I say. "Yes, you do," Yas says as we walk upstairs to her room. It is big, really big. "I will get cold," I say. "That's a good reason to cuddle up with someone in bed," Yas says.

"What the freak?! No way! Ew! You're disgusting!" I shout.

"Why do you say freak? Just say fuck," Yas says. "No, I don't curse," I say. "Now you do," Yas says. "Anyways, I'll get something for ya," she continues and she opens her closet. Her closet is almost as big as my entire room.

"Wow-" I say. Yas giggles. "My parents are rich, I know. But they're never home, always traveling," she says. "Oh, I'm so sorry," I say. "Don't be sorry! It's the best! I can get everyone here without my parents watching," she says. I look at her in disgust and try to not think about what happened in this room.

Yas grabs a short pink skirt and a silver shiny crop top and hands them to me. "No way I'm gonna wear that," I say. "That skirt is way too short, they'll see way too much." Yas smiles. "No, it's perfect," she says.

"Come on, Yas. You see this shirt? I'm not that confident about my body. It shows too much belly and too much chest," I say. "No, you look amazing! I wish I had your body! Just put it on, it'll fit perfectly," Yas says.

I walk to the bathroom, which is all pink. It's one of the private bathrooms of Yas. I change and I walk outside awkwardly. "Yes! You look beautiful!" Yas shouts. I look at myself through the mirror. She's not wrong. It looks awesome but just not like me.

"Believe me, wear this and everyone will compliment you," Yas says. I smile. "Okay, fine," I say. "One finishing touch," Yas states and she grabs some high heels. "Oh no, I can't walk on those," I say. Yas rolls her eyes and grabs some lower high heels. They match with the top.

I put them on. "Perfect. Now, untie your hair," Yas says. "I always wear it in a ponytail or braid," I protest. "Not today," Yas says and I untie my hair. "You look great, ready for the guys," Yas says.

We walk downstairs and I see preparations that Yas already made. In one room there is a disco light and all the furniture is moved to the side. "This is the dance room," Yas explains and she takes me to the kitchen.

When I walk in I see the famous red cups. "I have enough for everyone, my dad won't even notice that I grabbed everything from his room. He has like hundreds of bottles," Yas says. I pull up one of my eyebrows. "You're weird, you know that, right?" I state. "Of course," Yas answers proudly.

I help Yas with grabbing a lot of bags with chips and other food. Yas shows me around real quick. In the garden, there is a major pool. I can't wait to swim in it. I didn't bring my bikini but Yas said she has thousands.

When we're back in the main room, the room with all the music, the first people come in. I don't know them, they said Charlie told them there was a party. Unfortunately, Charlie is not with them. He is the only one who I want to be here today.

I know it's hopeless to have him as a crush but he's so freaking hot. All the girls think that, it's kinda sad for me. I know I don't have a chance with Charlie but I can still like him, right? You can't change your feelings.

After a minute or five, there are a lot of people. Felix and his friends came and Felix almost immediately asked me what my Hogwarts house was. It's the first time I spoke to Felix. I think we can be friends since he also loves Harry Potter.

While I was talking to Felix, Charlie went in. "I'm sorry I have to go," I say to Felix and I quickly walk to Charlie. He's surrounded by a lot of people. Olivia stands by his side. "Hey guys," I say. "Glad you found it!"

"Yeah, me too, although I already knew where to go," Charlie says. Yas walks towards us. "What do you mean?" I ask. "You don't know?" Charlie asks and he looks at Yas. I shake my head. "What do I need to know?" I ask.

"Yas and I used to date," Charlie says. "But not anymore," Yas says. "Although you wish we still were," Yas continues to Charlie. Charlie scoffs. "Uh no, I have Olivia now," he says. "Sure, I think we all know that that's not gonna last for that long," Yas says which makes Olivia walk away, frustrated. Charlie runs after her.

"I didn't know this," I say. "Why didn't anyone tell me?" I ask. "We were already in the same class last year. There are only a few new ones in our class, including you," Yas explains.

We walk to one of the rooms. It is close to the kitchen and there stands a couch in the middle of the room. When everyone sits, I ask them if they want something to drink. Yas rolls her eyes. "Everyone can get it themselves, we're not gonna let you be the host, Jenn," she says. I smile. "Fine."

Some people stand up and grab some red cups. "Here, you want some?" someone asks me and holds a cup in front of my nose. I don't even know this person. "No, I don't drink," I state.

"Why not?" Charlie asks as he walks into the room. The only spot left is next to me so he sits next to me. "Well, I'm only fifteen, I'm way too young to drink. Just like all of you," I say and I look around. My eye falls on someone who looks way older than all of us. "Well, most of you, I guess," I say.

"Ugh, if you want to be the good girl, fine. But don't drag me into it. It won't be fun without alcohol," Charlie says. "I won't drag you into it," I say. Charlie smiles. "Great, who's ready to play Truth or Dare?"

Oh no, Truth or Dare, the game where there happens a lot. Always too much. Over the boundaries. I look at Charlie who looks at me as if he asked the question me alone.

"I'm in."

Well, this wasn't that bad, right? Believe me, it gets worse. Or better, it just depends on what you like.

I hope you liked this chapter and I want to thank you so much for reading it!! I love you all so much! See you in the next chapter!

Oh no, almost forgot the question of the day: what is your favorite food?

Love, Anna <3

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