Rebelle

Chapter 2

                                                ·•·•CHAPTER 2•·•·

                                                  -Jordan Sykes-

       My phone vibrated in my jeans, indicating there was a phone call. As usual, I knew it was one of my friends. Since it was Friday night, I was sure it would be about our plan going to the night club. We would go to a night club every week and get wild as wild as we could, relieving all the stress throughout the week. Of course there should be someone who should stay sober, and for today it was Karen's turn, though I doubt her. She was an alcohol maniac, I dare say.

       “Hey, babe." I said lazily answering Karen who called me.

        “Hi sugar,” I scrunched my face at her nickname. “You better get ready,” she giggled, "I'll be there in five." It was eight that time, and five minutes? Sure, I thought sarcastically. "Sure, I bet I'd finish first before you came here. Take your time."

        I hung up on her and quickly put on the black strapless dress I had prepared before. It was a little above my mid-thigh and low cut, showing some of my cleavage, but not too much to give away the fantasy. The guys could imagine the rest, I was not letting them enjoy everything. Sometimes, you couldn't get everything you wanted. There was about a two inched purple band around my waist which matched my highlights. The dress hugging my figure perfectly, showing off my curves. Not gonna deny, I kind of had a great body. My only flaw was my breasts, they are not as big as my friends', but everything could be fixed.

       Then I looked for my iron curler, and curled my hair, got my left ear burned in the process. I pulled my hair a little making the curls to loose. Adding some thick eyeliner which framed my eyes and curling my lashes a little bit, I put on my contact lenses, making my eye colour darker, sexier, and more alluring. Spraying my Channel perfume on my neck not too much, just enough to give a vague sweet smell, yet captivating at the same time.

        That time I heard the roaring of Karen's car in front of my house. Very well, Karen. You told me you'd be here in five minutes. Well, look at the time. I took a glance on my Hermes watch, its hand showing it was a quarter past ten. What happened to five minutes? I shook my head, how ironic. Karen hates slow people but she was the Queen of Lateness. Hypocrite much?

          I bumped to Hunter as I walked out, his eyes checking me out with a smirk on his face. "Where are you going?" he asked nonchalantly, his eyes still not leaving my body. "None of your business," I said when I realised he was wearing his black leather jacket, ready to leave the house too, "I see you're going for a race."

       When I got into her car, I saw my friends were already drinking inside. "What do you think, Jordan? How about we have our party in my car?" Karen suggested playfully. Of course she was not serious. Where would be the fun be?

       "No, of course not. There are nothing to look at in this car, if you know what I mean," Jessica laughed. Of course we know, remembering how she was kind of the flirt.

       "Yeah, just say that you're lazy to drive," Melissa, Jessica's twin snickered. They look totally identical, their only difference was their hair. Jessica had a long wavy hair that cascaded down her waist whilst Melissa had a short sharp bob.

         "Hah. Since when did this devil becomes lazy to drive?" Scarlett said.

       "Whatever, I suggest we go now." Right after those words came out from my mouth, Karen pushed the gas and accelerated throughout the night.