[BOOK IS A WORK IN PROGRESS AND CURRENTLY ON HOLD AS OF 8/9/23! SOME CHAPTERS ALREADY POSTED!]
Rosaleen Martinez had an ordinary life with nothing exciting going on and she loved it. She didn't worry much and she was independent. Being her best frie...
Ariana and I made our way down the stairs, the music was loud, the DJ was blasting good music and I recognized some people from magazines or news that all looked to be having a good time. But it died down as the lights hit us as we were walking down the steps, holding each other's hands.
"Look who it is! It's the birthday girl! Give it up for Ariana Angelo! Happy birthday girl!" The DJ said into the mic and everyone started hollering and cheering for Ariana, she held the most brightest smile and I couldn't help but just smile as I watched her glow.
After the DJ put the music back on everyone continued dancing, Trent ruined the moment by stepping in and dragging her away from me, giving me a smirk. Ariana didn't last long without me as she called for me to follow. Trent glared at me making it my turn to smirk at him. My gosh, I need to party instead of trying to start a fight with this buffoon.
"I'll go get us some drinks!" I yelled to Ariana through the loud music and she nodded and gave me a thumbs up telling me she understood.
I watched as people came up to her and congratulated her and gave her hugs and pecks on the cheek. I couldn't help but smile as she was the center of attention, she always was. I'm glad, she deserves everything she's accomplished. She's the most brightest, if not the most horniest, girl I've ever met and had the pleasure of befriending. I take my attention off of her and order some drinks from the small bar in Ariana's house. I wait for a while as I lean against the counter of the bar waiting for the guy to finish making the drinks. A chill runs up my spine as I feel something touch my bare back, I look back immediately but see no one except for the people dancing and the few other invitees near the bar who seemed to be in their own little chats with their friends.
I brushed the weird tap on my back away from my thoughts and give a bright smile to the bartender as he gives me a small tray to hold up the few drinks, thanking him for the drinks I walk back to Ariana. But, I feel like I'm being watched. As soon as I reach Ariana I feel a tap on my back again. A chill runs up my spine again and this time I don't waste another second as I turn around quickly. Spinning my head and setting the tray down as I look behind me. But I see nothing, no one but people dancing and chatting about.
This is some weird shit. I need a drink. Maybe I'm being paranoid because I need a drink. Yep, definitely because I need a drink. I shudder and grab a drink as I say cheers to an oblivious Ariana and Trent.
We spent the next hour chatting and drinking, then the next hour after that we were dancing on the dance floor where the music and DJ were at. I was having lots of fun, I was a bit drunk but that didn't stop me from dancing. I was conscious and a bit sobered up enough to walk right and continue partying. I continued to come back and forth with the drinking and dancing which shouldn't really be a good idea but I did it anyways.
