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CHAPTER TWO !
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dahlia sat in the back of an uber and scrolled through her phone out of boredom. she had been invited to this highschool party by someone she had met a few times and didn't particularly like but she still wanted to go. the ride was only 25 minutes and it was already 8:30pm. she hoped her dad hadn't noticed she left and if he did, she would just ignore his calls.
once the short ride ended dahlia got out and paid the driver before looking up to see the house in front of her. it wasn't a huge house but it was pretty big and there were lights shinning through the windows and music planting through the speakers that she could hear from inside.
she walked in and looked around she took off the jacket that was covering the very small outfit she was wearing. her cuffed black jean shorts cut off just below her butt and her lacey party top was only an ich or two longer than the bra she was wearing underneath.
""are you tony starks daughter?" some girl asked. she looked a few years younger than anyone else at the party, and dahlia figured she must have been the younger sister of the host or something like that.
"uh, yeah. i am. how old are you?" she asked the shorter girl.
"14..." the girl spoke just loud enough that dahlia could hear.
"you're way to young to be here. do you live here?" the blonde ran a hand through her hair. the girl nodded and dahlia sighed. "you should probably go to your room and lock the door. dont let anyone in unless you know them, ok?"
dahlia wasn't a good influence on almost anyone and that was very clear, but one thing she never wanted was some innocent kid ending up like she did because they were thrown into a shitty situation.
by the time the clock hit 9 the party was starting to pick up and dahlia was on her 3rd drink of the night. a few people had come up to her and she turned them all away. she wasn't exactly looking for a date or a hookup, just a chance to get drunk and high.
she was sitting on the kitchen counter with a beer in one hand and her phone in the other. contrary to popular belief, dahlia stark was not the life of most parties she went to. sure, she had her moments of making out with some random 20 year old she wouldn't remember in the morning, throwing up in the pool at 3am, but she mostly kept to herself.
