AUTHORS NOTE : Rikki is you best friend, she is Rowley Jefferson's cousin but they are complete different (like VERY different.)
As you walked back home, you feel a vibration from your pocket, you pick up your phone to see you got a text from your best friend 'Rikki'
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Rikki: hey Rodrick is throwing a party wanna go?
You: come on you know how I feel about him.
Rikki: yeah but it'll be fun!!!Pleaseee plus we probably won't even see him!!
You: yeah fine. Meet me at my place at 6
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You reach your house and begin getting ready. You decided to wear a more revealing dress, lace trim on the top and bottom of the dress, it was short but not too short. You decide to wear a leather jacket over it.
The doorbell rings, Rikki was here
"Hey Rikki!" You greet, hugging her "Woah you look awesome." She states. You smile and begin walking to the house.
Teens everywhere, either drunk or just insane, you and Rikki decide to rebel and drink as well.
An hour into the party you and Rikki get separated and begin talking to new people you will probably forget in the morning.
You're in the kitchen minding your business when all of a sudden Rodrick stumbles over to you practically tripping over every thing.
"Y/N. You're really, really hot." He slurs
"Are you drunk?" I ask
"Noo!" He insists, obviously drunk as
"Rodrick," You say, putting his hand around your shoulder "I have no right to judge being in my position"
Rodrick grabs my arm and takes it off my shoulder now dragging me upstairs leading me to his room.
He yanks me inside and locks the door behind him.
