ROSEMARY | Teen Pregnancy

Chapter 4: kisses

We arrived at Willems' house–no– estate. His driveway alone was a 3 minute drive not to mention the huge plot of land in front of the mansion, I wondered how much they paid to have the entire thing shoveled or more likely: plowed. The actual house was massive, it was a Georgian style mansion. The path leading up to the home split in two and wrapped around the house making me curious as to what was on the other side of the home. The front door was an evergreen color with white architecture around it.

Ocean rang the bell and an older gentleman in a three piece all black suit opened the door and smiled. Ocean and Mina said 'Thank you Edmund' in unison as we walked in, I smiled at 'Edmund'. The inside of the manor was even more fantastical than the outside. The entryway had stone flooring but once we entered into the foyer it became very polished dark wood in a criss cross pattern. There were silver and white decorations everywhere presumably for the party. Tons of people were there. People I had seen and some I haven't. After checking with me, Ocean and Mina both went off to find their dates presumably. They had both urged me to find Willem but I decided not to. I'm sure he's busy with friends, or just hosting in general. After a few minutes of searching I found the kitchen but there wasn't any alcohol. It was pretty much empty save for the normal kitchen things. Just as I was about to leave the kitchen a blond girl about my height, wearing a red jumpsuit with a bunch of cutouts walked in with a cup. She was very pretty. Blue-gray eyes, her blonde hair thick and glossy and a body that could could only be described as intoxicating.

"Hey um, where'd you get that?" I asked her, gesturing toward the cup.

She grinned at me "You're new," she stuck her hand out for me to shake "Saylor"

I hesitantly reached out for her hand and shook it "Rosemary, and yeah I just transferred a few weeks ago" I smiled back before telling me where the drinks were. They were outside on a long table. Keeping them cold I suppose. I grabbed a red cup and a can of coke zero, dumped the pop into the cup and added about a shot and a half of dark cherry vodka.

I walked back into the house now in a sea of intoxicated people. After walking around I found myself in a very formal dining room, the walls were a dark green color, the table a dark mahogany wood with matching chairs, an intricate chandelier hanging over the table, not to mention the beautiful (and obviously expensive) decor. I sat in one of the chairs and pulled out my phone. People were already posting stories on instagram from the party, it felt as though everyone but me was having a good time. I slumped against the table resting my forehead on my forearm. I had never really been much of a party kind of girl but at least before I knew the people I was partying with.

"What, not having a good time?" a voice broke the silence I had been sitting in. I sat up and quickly realized it was Willem.

"Hard to enjoy a party when the host doesn't even greet you" I joked.

"Oh c'mon Rosie, cut me some slack. I didn't know you were here yet"

Playfully I rolled my eyes at him, "well, are you at least going to give me a tour of your...place"

He smiled and took my hand dragging me from the chair I was sitting in. "you look good tonight Rosie"

"I always look good," I said playfully knowing it wasn't true.

He nodded, "yes, you do" and softly he kissed the back of my hand and then pulled me along to give me a tour of his home. He pulled me back To the foyer and began his tour from there. Instead of going left we went right. We walked through the Mud room and into the garage.

"This is the garage, as you can see my dad loves to collect cars" I giggled at him but he was right. There were at least 20 vehicles in the garage. There had to have been at least 10 million dollars in the garage alone. From the garage we then went back through the mudroom and foyer into the living room. It was nice and classy but I had already seen it so we didn't spend much time on it. He reintroduced me to the dining room and the kitchen, pushing through the sea of bodies he then brought me to the conservatory. It had a few pieces of mismatched furniture and a bit of science equipment but mostly it was filled to the brim with different plants. Some in pots on the floor, some hanging from the ceiling, some on the few tables. There was a big heavy wooden desk as well, it had notebooks and all sorts of stationary as well as a microscope.