3. Party

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(Aspen)

Brandon's been gone for a while now and it's starting to get dark, before I can worry he send me a message to reassure me.

Bran: hey I'm gonna be back later tonight I promise I'm safe so don't stress, have fun tonight I bet you'll look hot. Love you.

Me: I will, love you bran x

I throw my phone back onto my bed as I look through my closet for something to wear. I finally decide on a white flimsy dress with spaghetti straps that reaches to my mid thigh. The cut is quite low but my boobs are nice so I'm more than happy to have my cleavage on show. I pair the dress with some white heels that have straps going up to my knees. I layer three dainty silver necklaces on my neck, all different lengths of course, and put some silver hoop earrings in. I still have my makeup on from earlier today so I quickly do some touch ups and curl the ends of my long blue hair. I look at myself in the mirror while applying my favourite perfume onto my wrists and neck, admiring my figure and features. I open the front door after grabbing my phone and start making my way outside the apartment to the school campus grounds.

I'm only a few steps down before I see other girls in dresses walking to Kyles house, I remembered his name earlier on, which tells me they are also attending the party. I follow behind them but slow down when I see a guy walking my way and calling my name, "Aspen! Aspen hey." He says clearly out of breath. "Uhm hi?" I reply confused, I've literally never seen this man before. He senses my confusion and quickly adds, "I'm in your English class, I sit at the back though so you probably haven't seen me." Now that I think about it I think I have seen him before, damn my memory has once again failed me. He's cute though, light brown fanning over his forehead and dreamy green eyes. Hm.

"Oh yeah hey, what's up?" I ask politely. "I overheard some guys saying you were going to Kyles house party and I though I could walk you, since you know, I'm going there too." He says shyly. Well he is pretty cute, and he seems nice enough. I sigh and offer him a smile, "sure".

He seems happy and starts walking along side me, we quickly fall into conversation about school and our mutual hatred for our English professor. He really is a dick. But he's kinda cute, for a forty something year old. "Oh by the way what happened between you and Theo earlier on? I heard some of the guys laughing about something you said to him. They called you a badass." I laugh to myself remembering my own words from today and the look on his stupid face. I can only assume I'm the only one whose ever dared speak up against him, someone fucking should. He's an ass. "Oh that, yeah he basically called me ugly so I just pointed out the fact that he's a blind prick who can't get any girls, or something like that." We both start laughing once I've finished summarising the whole situation.

"Damn you are a badass Aspen, but seriously is he actually blind?" He asks.

"What do you mean?"
"Aspen, your fucking stunning. Like seriously I keep thinking he likes you with how much he fucking stares at you." He says with a laugh.
I immediately shake my head with a disgusted face, "Absolutely not we hate each other. But thank you for the compliment. What's your name anyway?" I ask the nice boy walking beside me. "Chase." He replies with a sweet smile. I look up to see we're are standing outside a big ass house with open doors, drunk assholes stumbling around outside and music blasting from inside.

I guess we're here.

Me and Chase walk through the door and it's fucking packed. I can barely hear my own thoughts over the music and everyone talking, I feel chase take my hand in his own and tangle our fingers together so he doesn't loose me when walking through the crowed room. Thankfully my blush is hidden by the dim lighting at the party. We walk over to a table filled with drinks and chase hands me one while downing one himself. I look up from my drink while swallowing the sour liquid and my eyes meet a pair of familiar dark ones, glaring at me.
Theo.

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