[Oh, just so you know, there will be some swearing and such. Anyways, enjoy!)
"Holy crap, take a chill pill!" you barked at your friend (F/n) who just laughed at you, dragging you along. She had yet again forced you to go to your friends' party, forcing you into a (favorite color, length) dress. 'At least it's my favorite color...' you thought, sighing.
"Loosen up a little." your friend rolled his/her eyes. You had arrived at a brightly light mansion, a party clearly going on inside. Without warning (f/n) dragged you into the music blaring, disco light filled mansion, much to your disapproval. Some guys whistled when they say you two making you roll your eyes.
"We're almost there...." she/he muttered, going into the hallway which was a little quieter. As she lead you through a confusing pathway filled with stairs and more hallways the two of you ended up at the door of a music room. She motioned for you to knock making you sigh. Knocking twice, the door quickly opened revealing one of your friends, Oliver Kirkland. HIs pink-blue eyes light up seeing you, quickly hugging you with a smile. You awkwardly hugged back making (f/n) laugh.
"Ello poppet! Nice to see you could make it!" Oliver chirped happily, letting you go.
"Same here I guess." You shrugged
"I'll be in the living room!" (f/n) said. "Have fun!" she/he ran away, pretty much ditching you.
"Wait..." you said trailing off realizing it was a lost cause. You walked into the room, Oliver closing the door behind you. It was a large room filled with the other 2ps, most just sitting down on the chairs and couches. There were an arrangement of instruments and that weird machine that lets you chose a song and sing with it.... A karaoke machine or something. You waved at a few and some waved back, others just nodding.
"Ciao (y/n)! I love-a your dress! It's so you." a familiar blond haired Italian smiled at you.
"Hey Flavio." you smiled slightly.
"We were-a just talking about you-a." he smirked slightly.
"You were?" you asked wearily, not liking the look on his face.
"Si, we were wondering who your crush was." Flavio's brother, Luciano grunted, looking in our direction. You felt yourself blush as you scoffed.
"Why should I tell you all?" you asked frowning.
"...Tell us through music then." the Austrian male, Roland sighed, gesturing towards all the instruments and the karaoke machine. Knowing that there was no use in resisting you made your way to the instruments and karaoke machine.
'What have I gotten myself into...?' you thought to yourself.
