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ivy, cassie and i were in my room getting ready to go to this party some guy from cassie's class was throwing. i sat on the bed to put on my brown jordan's whilst talking to them.

"so scott, do you think kat will be there?" ivy says smirking into the mirror as she puts on mascara. i chuckle dryly.

kat was my ex girlfriend and she was hot but we were toxic as fuck so we had to break up. we didn't end on such good terms. mainly because she was fucking psycho... amongst other things.

"ha ha, very funny. you know, i can't wait for you to fall in love so i can drag you through the mud." i say.

"wow, someone's wound up."

"i'm not- " but before i can finish she's pouring another shot of peach vodka down my throat. "dude!" i exclaim, wiping my mouth.

"shh... it's quicker than therapy." she responds and i shrug because, fair.

i check the mirror again making sure my fit looks good. we finish getting ready then get into cassie's car and she's made us promise not to drink while she's driving but i was never one to follow the rules.

the top is down while we ride and the wind bites at my skin but it feels good because the alcohol burns. i'm gonna have a good fucking time tonight. the rest of the journey ivy and i scream the words to nicki, ari and taylor while cassie grips the wheel like her life depends on it.

once we've parked, we get out and walk towards the house. the place is already packed and people are outside smoking and there's cups dotted over the ground.

drake is pounding through my eardrums and i feel someone hand enter mine. i look up to see cassie leading me to the kitchen.

"i've been here before," she says and i give her a little knowing look. she's for sure slept with the host.

"oh wipe that smirk of your face." she snaps making me laugh. "ok bitches shots on three."

on three, we down them and scream. "let's fucking dance!" i yell. once i get to the floor, i immediately spot kat and the dress she was wearing too - if you could even call it that. i shake my head as if that will get rid of the thoughts resurfacing and start to dance.

somehow i lose cassie but i can still spot ivy dancing with some guy. get it i guess...

i start dancing with a random girl and before i know it her back is turned and she's dancing on me. my hands drop to her hips while we dance. i look up only to see Kat swaying her hips against this guy who looks like he got lost in a Gap store. he's touching her body in ways that should be illegal.

i look away and focus on the girl in front of me now grinding against me, my hands slide up her body to rest on her neck softly. somehow i can feel kat watching and it makes it so worthwhile. i smirk, winning.

i make the mistake of looking up to see kat now turned around so the Abercrombie man is now gripping her ass. there is a dull pain in my jaw from clenching it and before my brain has registered what's happening, my feet are stalking towards kat.

my mind is blurry fire and ice as i drag her by the arm upstairs. i try two doors before i can find an empty room before throwing her in.

"what do you think you're doing?" i snap.

she sits on the foot of the bed with a wicked grin on her face as if she's won something and i don't know what. "i'm partying. what do you think?"

"dont play coy with me." i pause. "and what the fuck are you wearing?" she only smirks and crosses her legs

"why, you wanna take it off?" the look in her eyes is so dark and playful that i almost lose my nerve.

"that is the last thing i want to do," i grit out.

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