"LOOK AT YOUR FINE ASS!" I said yelled at my best friend as she was walking towards my white Range Rover.
"Ferma-la" (shut up) Estelle yells back at me.
"I'm serious! You look hot, and we're matching!" I say when she gets in the car.
"We do look really good," My stunning friend says in her French accent.
"So what's this event again?" Estelle asks while she buckles her seat belt.
"It's just a party," I say while stopping at a red light.
"Ah..." She says.
I can feel her staring at me.
"You know I can see you right, Mon amour" (my love) I said while still looking at the road.
"I know, I know. It's just that, something seems off" She says changing the radio station.
"Well, my old man gave me another talk about how I'll never amount to anything if I keep partying like a crazy person. And not take school seriously." I said driving.
"You know that's not true! You're smarter than anyone at that stupid school" She said smiling.
"Yeah," I said smiling.
"Either way, your father is a connard" (asshole) She says while giggling.
My jaw drops.
"I've never heard you curse like that before!" I said while laughing.
"I'm finally rubbing off on you! After 10 years of knowing you. Ever since elementary school!" I said happily.
"Turns out, I couldn't get rid of you," she said smiling shyly and giggling.
"Si vulgaire!" (How rude!) I said laughing.
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We finally arrived at the party.
After thirty minutes of Taylor Swift songs.
We rang the doorbell.
"You think Grayson is already drunk?" I ask Estelle.
"Mille pour cent" (one thousand percent) Estelle says giggling.
"He is so going to try and convince me to sleep with him," Estelle says softly
I laughed.
The door opens to one drunk Grayson.
"Well, hello beautiful ladies. Do come in!" Grayson says while stepping to the side. Even when he's drunk, his British accent is still clear.
"Hey, Grayson, already drunk?" I asked him while putting my purse in a closet.
"No ma'am, I'm bright-eyed and bushy-tailed," He said facing the opposite way.
I rolled my eyes and tapped him on the shoulder.
He turned around.
"Woah, how did you guys teleport?" He asked with wide eyes.
I laughed.
"I'm going to try and find a drink, that is if there's any left," I told Estelle.
She nodded.
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Romantika!SMUT WARNING! !MENTAL HEALTH MENTIONS! !MURDER! It's all about hard work and dedication at the Cheshire Academy. Not for Lana Carrington. Lana had other plans in life. Which don't include her Father's or Mother's plans. She doesn't want to be a law...
