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Landon's POV:
We got home to an empty house again and a note on the counter.

I'm out of town until Friday.
-Mom

Perfect! The party would be fine then!

James wasn't planning on going to the party so he offered to watch Aubrey. I thanked him and then ran to the bathroom to get ready.

I brushed my hair into a high ponytail and then put on a little bit of makeup. I put on a pair of skinny jeans and a shirt that was slightly fancier then my regular t shirts. By the time 6:15 rolled around my ponytail had fallen out and I had put in into a messy bun on the top of my head.

Levi walked out actually wearing something other then pajamas. A pair of khaki pants, and a sweatshirt that made him look even skinnier then he already was. His curly hair was combed, a little bit. He looked good though.

"Okay first stop Mitchell's, second stop Aspens, third stop party" he laughed bouncing out the door.

Aspen was his girlfriend of 3 years, she went to Brecken ridge and they had met at a party like this one.

Once we arrived at the party the first person I saw was an extremely tall, skinny, chandler. We had arrived at around 7:30 because we stopped at McDonald's on the way. A lot of people where there but no one was going crazy yet. Cassandras mother stood outside the door.

"Oh! Levi, aspen, and Landon!! Hello! Who's this?" She said referring to Mitchell.

"That's Mitchell," I said grabbing his hand. She smiled politely at him and let us in. I saw chandler eyeing me and Mitchell holding hands he raised an eyebrow and waltzed toward Levi.

"Aye Levi my man!" He announced causally. They did a little man hug.

"Hey LaLa" he said referring to me. I winced at the old nickname. Mitchell saw Emily and told me he was going to talk to her. I think he sensed the tension.

"Hey Chandler" I responded after Mitchell had walked away.

"Who's the boy?" He asked pointing at Mitch. Mitchell was taller then chandler and had better muscles, so I don't know why he called him a boy.

"Mitchell" I responded.

"Is he your rebound?" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes.

"No, we're just friends"

"Good because I kinda miss those lips of yours" he smirked.

My heart pounded as he took a step closer. I smelled his axe, he always put on a little bit too much. He also had a tiny bit of a cigarette smell, as usual. He was wearing this stupid hat that he always wore.

I didn't really know what to say, in response. I just nodded curtly and started to walk away.

"Come on LaLa, you know you want me" he called after me. I still didn't turn around.

I walked over to Emily and Mitchell. Mitchell looked relieved to see me I guess Emily can get pretty annoying.
The party went on and I ended up talking to a few of my senior friends from field hockey when chandler came up to me again.

"Hey can I talk to you outside?" He asked in the politest voice I've ever heard out of him.

"Umm yeah, see you guys in a sec" I muttered as I followed him out the back door.

"What is it?" I asked when we were alone.

"I think we should get back together" he said slyly. I gawked at him. Not this again.

"I disagree," I responded

"Come one babe" he said pushing my up against the wall. I shook my head. He started to delicately kiss my neck. It felt so good but I kind of felt like shoving him off.

"I know you love me" he said slyly again as he moved his lips toward mine. His hot breath smelled slightly of alcohol. I shoved him harshly.

"You're drunk" I spat. Though I knew it wasn't genuine I still found it difficult to resist him.

"Baby please" he protested as he walked toward me. He pressed his body against mine pinning me to the wall. He grabbed my chin harshly and looked me straight in the eyes. My heart seemed to stop beating.

"Landon" he whispered before he kissed me softly and slowly. My knees went weak. "Gotcha" he muttered pulling away.

I suddenly came to my senses and kicked him in the balls. He stumbled back in pain.

"Bitch" he coughed out. I spat at him and marched back into the party. I didn't really feel like socializing right then so I sat off in the corner. I kind of felt like crying but I wouldn't let anyone see me in a bad state and have to worry about them asking me if I was okay.
I put my earbuds in and started listening to my SoundCloud

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