Viobela, Chapter two

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Viobela's house 11:55 Pm

People annoy me. Almost everyone does except for my best friend Raven and my boyfriend Marvel, who sometimes annoys me, too. 

That's why I let them convince me to go to this party Marvel's best friend Luke threw because school is starting next week. 

I begin putting a simple outfit on, a nice cropped black shirt with jeans. I also wear a few rings and necklaces. 

I climb down the side of my house using some bricks that stick out just enough where I can stick my fingers and shoes in between them. 

My parents have been very strict because they caught me sneaking out to go to Raven's house last week, but, to be fair, it was like 474974 days since we last saw each other. 

I jump down the last few bricks I was climbing on, rush to my car, and get in. I wait a few seconds for the heater to kick in, because the autumn breeze mixed with the colder nights hitting my stomach made me quite cold, then, I start to drive to the party. 

I pull up, and immediately I'm overwhelmed with the strobe light peeking through the door and windows and the blaring music spilling out every open door or window possible, I'm surprised there hasn't been a noise complaint called. 

I close my eyes to think, 'I'm doing this for Raven and Marvel'. I let out a long breath and started to walk towards the door and walk in. 

I see Raven making out with Luke while sitting beside him. I slightly chuckle and roll my eyes. I look around for Marvel; he and Raven are the only reason I'm here.

"Bela, are you at a party?!" I hear a familiar voice from behind me. I turn around and see Anya, Marvel's twin sister. 

"Anya, I didn't know you would be here" I smile and pull her into a hug; she wraps her arms around me and shuffles between feet, then pulls away. 

"How have you been? It's been ages since we hung out," Anya says. I slightly chuckle remembering that last time we hung out 

"I've been good; Marvel and I have been going steady; how about you? Got your eye on anybody?" I replied with a little smile and a childish tone. 

"Nope, single life is the best, no rules, no nothing," she says, and I smile. "Well, I'm going to go find your brother, bye bye I'll see you later," I say, walking away. 

I find where the drinks are and grab a water bottle; I'm not here to get wasted; I just want to spend time with my boyfriend and best friend.

"Babe, hey," I hear a guy say behind me; before I could turn around, I feel hands snake up my waist, and I jump forward, escaping the hands, "shit Marvel, don't do that," I say once I've turned around, to see who just touched me. 

"Damn, chill babe, no need to freak, it's just me," Marvel says. He then leans in to kiss me, but I push him away because I smelt his alcoholic breath. 

"Baby, let me kiss you," he slurs, stepping closer to me. "No, Marvel, you are extremely drunk and have an alcoholic breath," I say, pushing him away a little harder. 

"Whatever, I'm gonna find Luke," he says, walking away. I roll my eyes and head to the bathroom; I don't need to go; I want to wash my face off. 

While walking up the stairs, a guy pushes past me, throwing me against the wall. "What the hell, dude" I yell, but I don't think he heard me. I see him throwing open doors and hear yelling as I walk into the bathroom. 

I close the door but not all the way. I turn on the faucet to cold and bend down. I let some water pool in my hand and slash it up at my face. With my eyes closed, I reach to my left and find the hand towel. I pat my face dry and stand up straight. 

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