"Just because you can't keep your dick in your pants Harrington." she scoffs, rolling her eyes as he walks through the corridors.
"And you can't keep your legs shut!" He screams back at her, laughing to his friends.
When party girl Alana Hopper goes...
Alana looked at herself in the mirror, smiling proudly at her hair and makeup. Tonight was gonna be good. She could feel it.
She quickly ran out of her room, making her way towards her kitchen and grabbing her purse before giving her dad a kiss on the cheek.
"I'm going to stay at Jonathans tonight. No funny business I promise." She smiled, knowing his overprotectiveness.
"Fine, but I swear if Joyce calls me telling me about any funny noises-" Hopper begins but quickly gets cut of by his daughter.
"EW! Dad no stop oh my god." She pretended to puke, swiftly placing her purse on her shoulder and running to the door.
"I love you, bye." She blew him a kiss before swiftly exiting her house, taking a breath of fresh air.
Felicity Shermans house was only a ten minute walk from Alanas house. This was where the party was. For drunk Alana the ten minute journey would take about an hour, therefore staying with Jonathan and getting a taxi was her best option.
She placed a cigarette between her lips as she walked, quickly lighting it and inhaling the smoke into her lungs, letting out a sigh of relief.
Alana was always one for parties. It was probably how she got the Queen of Hawkins High label if she was honest with herself. Her outfits were always bold, ensuring they showed off her curves and skin a little, but not too much. She was always drunk or high, but luckily never throwing up. She loved partying, its where she let loose and did whatever the fuck she wanted to. But, today she had a different plan.
Today, she was gonna make it her mission to make Steve Harringtons night a misery. She knew he was going to try and get with Helena, but luckily for her Helena wasn't allowed to go to parties on weekdays. She also knew that Steve had his eye out for the princess, Nancy. But, she could easily interfere with that by causing some good old chaos.
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Alana approached the house, loud music already booming in her ears as she witnessed multiple people either making out or throwing up outside, luckily for her none of them were Steve.
She quickly opened the house door, the music becoming tens times louder as she walked in. The familiar stench of alcohol and weed hit her nose, taking her aback slightly. Alana instantly made her way to the kitchen, the strobe lights hitting her eyesight slightly as she pushed through the masses of people to get to the alcohol.
She quickly downed 4 shots, rinsing it down with the punch layed on the counter. "Slow down there love." She heard a voice behind her talk, before feeling a hand on her waist. She turned, quickly smirking as their eyes met. Thomas Jackson stood close, hovering slightly over her.
