The bad boyhood

The party-we party rock hard

My breath hitched in my throat, as I starred at him. It was like the noise had stopped, heck the whole world was silent. The music, loud cheers, mummers and banters all stopped. Except the pounding of my heart against my rib cage.

It was getting had to breathe, like I was drowning, but it felt good.

I could feel the intensity of his eyes as they bore undoubtedly at me, a spark of amusement in them.

"I dare you" he whispered as a smirk creeped onto his face and he ducked to my level.........

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2 hours ago...

"you know, staring is rude." he said as we pulled up in front of a house causing heat to rise up in my cheeks.

I turned away from him in embarrassment and look out of the window at the house. It was one of those houses that made you think of those in Desperate Housewives but slightly bigger and less classy with all the teenagers who were already drunk loitering about the garden.

"get out!" he ordered. Really who does he think he is. Before I could react, my door flew open and he yanked me from the car, dragging me by my arm into the house.

The music was so loud, I could feel it thudding in my chest. The sharp smell of alcohol and sweat reached me causing me to scrunch my nose.

I couldn't help but feel like I was in one of those tv series on ABC. You know the funny cliché ones.

The hall served as a dance floor and all the furniture had been pushed up against the wall where people who weren't grinding were making out or whatever they call it.

My attention was pulled away from the room when he pulled me towards the staircase and directed me into a room with a bed, a closet and others. Yes you guessed right, it's a bedroom.

"what's he going to do?" I started freaking out.

"wait"here he ordered.

Is he going to rape me? Cut out my organs and sell it to the black market? Or maybe feed it to his dogs since he hates me that much.

Just as I was about to put my escape plan which consisted of me using the bed sheet to climb out the window into action, the door flew open and the hushed voices of mr. Blaq and a girl was heard.

"oh! No! No!" she bellowed. "but she's already here" mr. Blaq replied, almost as if he was begging."but I swear poppins if she's one of those stuck-up bimbos Bryce hangs out with,count me out."I heard her say before.

"Hi" a girl with brown hair strutted into the room.

"hello" I answered awkwardly.

"I'm Chandra, you can call me chan-ty whatever...LOL, and you must be Felix." she said making her way towards me.

Up close, I could see that her brown hair fell in tendrils around her and cascaded past her shoulder blades.her eyes, stormy grey eyes reminded me of something or someone but I couldn't put my finger on it. She was tall and slender and looked like a model with her tanned skin. Perfect for a Victoria's Secret commercial.

"hey Chan another girl said walking in. She was bleach-blonde with hypnotic green eyes. She was clutching a plastic bag.

Unconsciously, I shifted slightly trying to hide myself from them. Gosh I felt embarrassed by the way I was dressed. With the way they were wearing and how hot they looked, I felt like a cow in a tutu.

"well she has strong cheek bones and beautiful eyes, and she'd actually look nice if she tries,not too tall but just call her cute" they both said circling me like a pack of wolves.