Denied! [Book 1 Of The Denied! Series] (Editing Terribly Slowly)

20: Don't Stop The Party!!



Chapter 20

We were back home. Jade and Miranda were practically digging and trashing up my closet.

“You don’t have any stupid party wear!!” moaned Miranda.

I rolled my eyes. “I’ll just wear some jeans”

“You’re wearing a dress Roxy!” said Jade, turning to me crossing her arms.

“I’ve worn it once…not again” I said shaking my head.

They groaned and carried on digging through my clothes.

I sneaked out of my bedroom and ran down the hall. I don’t wanna wear a stupid retarded dress!

I reached Haden’s room and looked through the key hole in case there might be an episode three. Unfortunately, there wasn’t one. And even more unfortunately…I saw his ass.

I covered my eyes and ran down the stairs, screaming my head off. Scarred, scarred, scarred for life!!

“Roxy!!” shouted my brothers running down the stairs…including Haden. I uncovered my eyes then covered them up again. I won’t be able to face him again!

“Yes?” I asked not looking at Haden.

“What happened?” asked Zane looking concerned.

“Uhh…nothing” I shrugged, still not looking at Haden.

“Roxy” said Eric not believing a word I’m saying.

“Eric” I said back grinning.

“What happened?” Haden asked.

I still didn’t look at him. “Nothing…I just felt like…screaming”

“Why aren’t you looking at me?” asked Haden.

“I am” I said staring at the ceiling.

“No you’re not”

“Look!” I said pointing up.

They looked up and I legged it out of the house.

{Where you goin?} Asked Zane.

Uhh…where am I goin? {Mall…gonna get some clothes for tonight}

{Ok, take Jade or Miranda with you}  He said.

I bit my lip.

“Hey Rox”

I turned around. Mason.

{I’m goin with Mason} I said quickly.

{Where is he?} Asked Zane.

{Outside the house…save the Dad speech. I’ll be back in an hour or summit} I said rolling my eyes.

{Stop calling me that} he said.

I smirked. {I didn’t call you it…I said save the Dad speech…}

Zane groaned and shut me out.

I grinned. “Bye Mase”

I walked to my motorbike and climbed on. Mason came, pushed me to the back and climbed infront of me.

“What the hell you doin, dude?!? You can’t jack my bike!” I yelled slamming my fists on his back. I hope it hurts him…

“Where you goin?” he asked.

“I can drive myself!” I said trying to push him off.

“Where you goin?” he asked again.