Sinner H.S

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happy new year to everyone reading this
i hope this new year is full of love for you!!

i can't wait to see where this story goes in the next year, thank you guys for all the support
i love you all, thank you!!!
-a

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Valentine Fitz

It's new year's eve and I've been invited to a party. It's one of Camille's mutual friends she's known. I don't know who but apparently she's rich and all so this is going to be a huge party.

I'm in my bathroom doing my makeup. I'm dressed in a glittery silver top with black business pants. My makeup is done similar to what I do everyday expect my eyes are decorated with silver shining eyeliner.

My lips are painted with a natural red lip tint. As I'm putting on my mascara Camille barges through the door. "Is this okay?" She asks, I look at her outfit. She's dressed in a plain black tube top, with an oversized black blazer, with glittery black pants paired with a designer bag that I'm sure could fit nothing more than her phone and a lipstick.

"You look perfect." I tell her honestly. She smiles letting out a breath. "We should get going we're already late." She tells me. I nod grabbing my phone and purse and heading out the door.

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The place this party is being hosted wasn't that far. Maybe 30 minutes away from my apartment. Camille pulls into this beautiful building. "Is this it?" I ask, she hums. "Isn't it nice?" She asks and I nod. "It's beautiful, how did you meet her?" I look over at her, "From work, I designed a dress she wore for a event." She explains.

We both get out the car, it's chilly out so Camille and I run a little faster to the entrance.

Once we get to the doors we can already hear the music from outside. We push open the doors and I'm in awe of architecture inside the building. It's even more beautiful than the outside. "Oh my-" Camille speaks but then gets cut off by a beautiful woman. She has black curly hair, her skin dark but glowing. She has brown eyes and her makeup done naturally but yet looking so glamorous.

"Camille, you made it!" She says as they go in for a hug. "Of course I did, this is my friend Valentine." She introduces. I smile at her "Hi, nice to meet you." I greet as I shake hands with her.

"You both look amazing, thank you for coming." She says kindly, "Oh Madelyn please, it's an honour to even be here." Camille responds. Just then someone calls out Madelyn's name. "Oh, would you look at that. I'll see you both around. Have a fun night." And with that she leaves.

"Who was that?" I ask as Camille and I start walking over the bar. "That was Madelyn Blanc, a famous supermodel I worked with." She tells me. My eyes widen, "Wow." I take a seat on one of the bar stools.

"Would you two ladies like a drink?" A bartender asks, "Give me something strong." I tell him, he nods then looks over at Camille. "I'll have whatever she's having."

It takes him a minute to make, "Here you go." I am now just noticing his Australian accent. Camille hands him a 20 dollar bill.

I take a sip and it's the best thing ever created. "Oh my god this is amazing." I say as I take another drink. It's strong like I wanted but so tasty.

As we're enjoying our drink, a song starts to play over the speakers.

Camille freezes , grabbing onto my arm. "What?" I ask her as she just stares at the dance floor.

"The song," She says pointing to the roof. "it's our song." I stop and try to listen. And she's right.

The song that we both love together is playing and I can't believe I didn't realize it.