The Good Girl Gone Bad

Chapter 9: Party

**This chapter is dedicated to lnorm1 ***

*Hazel's POV*
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As we walked to my house, I heard pounding music and saw a few people scattered on the front lawn with red solo sups in their hands. I opened the front door and was greeted by the stench of alcohol and a large crowd of people already in my house. I grinned. It's party time.

I looked over at Ella and Rose. Ella looked bored while Rose seemed scared. "Ella, go have some fun. Rose, come with me to find Míguel." Ella grinned and melted into the crowd of dancing people.

I grabbed Rose's hand and led her through the crowd to the living room. A few minuted passed before a hand clamped down on my shoulder. I spun around, preparing to face some drunk, but instead found myself glaring at a smirking Míguel. He handed me a red solo cup. "Drink up."

I took it, smiling wide. Rose marched up to Míguel. His eyes widened as he looked her up and down. I smiled, taking a sip. Playing cupid is SO easy.

"You came." He said, surprised.
"I came, but NOT because you told me to." She replied glaring at him.
He looked at Hazel, "Did she fight you?"
"No! I came to watch out for Hazel and Ella!" Rose yelled, jabbing her finger into his chest. I took another sip. Míguel smirked and took a sip from his own cup.
"I'll make you glad you came."

A tall guy appeared next to Míguel.
"Hey man!" he said.
He and Míguel did the guy handshake.
"Dude, you made it!"
"Yeah. Who's this?" He asked, gesturing to me.
"I'm Hazel, Míguel's cousin." I replied, mesmerized by his bright blue eyes. He had light brown hair that was spiked up, the brightest blue eyes I'd ever seen and two piercings on each ear. I leaned forward and stretched my hand out to shake his.

He took my hand and pulled me in for a hug. Surprised, I hugged him back. His arms tightened around me and I looked down, realizing that he had picked me up. 'He's strong.' I thought. Once he set me down, he smiled. 'And he has a nice smile' I thought absently. "I'm Anthony."

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*Ella's POV*
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I smiled as I made my way through he crowd of people reeking of alcohol and dancing drunkenly. It's time to forget my terrible week. I entered the kitchen and grabbed a red solo cup. I poured some random bottles of alcohol in it. I didn't care about the taste, I just wanted to forget.

I took a long sip, walked out of the kitchen, and ran into a hard chest. "Oh, I'm so sor-" I looked up to see Josh smirking at me. I gasped and backed into the kitchen. He followed me in.

"You look lovely tonight, Ella." He stated, looking straight at me.
He's tall, with light blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. I hate him.
"I know." I replied, taking another sip of my drink. I noticed he was getting closer and closer. I backed up and hit the counter with my back, Josh stepped forward, caging me in. His face was inches from mine, I could smell the alcohol on his breath when he said, "I miss you Ella. Why are you fighting me?"

"Because I deserve better than you." I told him simply. I took another sip. He laughed, an ugly sound.
"Míguel won't always be there to protect you, especially if he doesn't know what's REALLY going on."
"He doesn't have to, I can protect myself!" I spat at him. Another laugh.
"You sure?" Josh asked, an evil glint in his eyes as his hand clamped down onto my waist.

"Yes." I looked him in the eye. Without warning, his hand came up and he slapped me across the face. My head whipped back as I gasped and I was furious. I turned my head and saw him, grinning his stupid grin as he took as sip from my drink. I discreetly brought my leg up a little as I faked tears.

'This A-hole gonna learn today.' I thought as I brought my sharp, pointy heel up near his crotch, aimed and kicked. He fell to the floor, moaning in pain. "I'm pretty damn sure." I told him as I reclaimed my drinking and poured it all over him. 'That A-hole learned today.' I thought as I exited the kitchen to find the minibar. I need another drink.

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*Rose's POV*
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I watched Hazel and Anthony go to get another drink with a pang of jealousy. I wish I'd meet a guy like that.
"I think Hazel just found someone to watch over her. Watch me?" I spun around to face a grinning Míguel.
"No." I replied flatly. Míguel touched his chest, feigning pain.
"You wound me with your words, princessa." He took my hand and led me through the crowd. "C'mon, lighten up a bit."

We found the mini bar where Hazel and Anthony were pouring shots.
Míguel refilled his drink, "Want one?"
"No, I'd rather not look like an idiot and have a hangover." I replied, making a face. Míguel laughed, 'I like his laugh.' I thought to myself.
I felt a hand clamp down on my shoulder, I was about to turn around to see who it was when a voice that reeked of alcohol said, "Heyyy, you look HOT! Wanna go to myy place annd-"

"Okay, listen chico, she's my girl. Back off man, and lay off the drinks, you reek." Míguel said, gently pushing the drunk guy away from me.
"Noooo......" The drunk guy said, swinging a fist near Míguel's face. Míguel grabbed his wrist.
"You REALLY do NOT want to punch me." he said, voice serious. The guy looked at him for a moment, and then swung his fist into Míguel 's face.

Míguel punched him twice, hard, effectively knocking the guy out. He turned to me, swung an arm around my waist and gently turned me back around to face Hazel and Anthony.
"What're you-"
"For the rest of tonight, you're my girl. Act like you love me. I won't have another drunk touching you. Okay?" He mumbled lowly in my ear. I nodded, leaning into him. It's going to be a long night.
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A/N:
WHOA! Ella's not so helpless, is she?

Question: Who else thinks Míguel's a ninja in disguise? ;)

Be kind, be fabulous
Till my next update ~ Rosee