Hard To Get

Chapter 17 - See you later, Wendy.

Juliette and I were starting to plan about the party tomorrow (Why, yes the party Xander forced me to throw when I didn't even agreed to it). And I can't believe Xander is ahead of me at AP Chemistry- I was even confident about the deal. Anyway, Juliette said she'll take care of the strobe lights since she likes collecting lights. And I- I need to arrange the fragile things in my house. My parents may rarely come home, but my mom knows every single vase or furniture in the house. I told the maids and the chauffer to spend the weekend out somewhere and come back on Monday.

I also told a student- Michael Kale, to post the event on facebook or twitter or whatever. Senior students shall appear at my party. Because I ain't throwin' it for nothing. And after he posted it yesterday at around 10pm, people today this morning- started asking details about the party. I was getting sort of annoyed by the way they asked, because it's as if they can't wait for it to happen. So I told everyone to just come and they'll see.

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Finally it was Friday- party day. A while ago, Clarisse- a girl that I have english class with, asked if she can be the music instructor of the party. She handed me her ipod to check through her songs- she have downloaded party songs or as you call it- house music. And other rap songs that makes you pumped up. I agreed that she can be, and give her ipod to me before she leaves. She thanked me then I finally faced my locker. And in a sudden second, Paul (Yes, Peter Pan) started talking to me beside the lockers.

"Hey do you uh, need help later? It seems that people are starting to rush you today." He asked. I was still shoving my books inside my locker and he watched me do it. Yes, I admit, I was checking him out. And I was starstrucked when he talked to me. He rarely talked to girls, he only would count on his buddies. I snapped back to reality, telling myself that Paul is not going to stand there long if I want. But help in what? Help in AP Chemistry why yes I would like that. But I wasn't sure so I crooked my eyebrows and he noticed. "I mean, you have to arrange things in your house later, don't you?" He added.

"Yeah I do. B-but, a-are you uh, are you sure?" I stated, nervously.

"I'm sure, that's why I was asking you..." He said then tapped his fingers in the air, pointing to me, but he stopped. Like he realized something. "Hey, are you planning to do that alone?" He asked.

"Yup. I was supposed to."

"Don't you have anyone in your house to help you with that?"

"I told them to spend their weekend somewhere."

"Oh, nice move. Anyway, see you later, Wendy." He said then walked away- waving.

"Okay." I said in a whisper then watched him walk away. He just called me Wendy! He remembers I was Wendy! Oh man. A wild jungle is now occuring somewhere in my intestines. What is this?! I like it.

Time flew fast that I found myself driving home. It was my first time throwing a party to be honest. I never knew it would be this exciting and scary at the same time when throwing a party. As I went inside the mansion, there weren't anyone who opened the door for me. Because yeah, everyone was gone and I was alone. It was also hot outside so I turned the airicondition on, and rested on the couch for a while- taking the soothing wind of the aircondition. After minutes of slouching on the couch and playing Dumb Ways To Die, the house was already chilly. And it felt good. I plugged my ipod on the main cord of the speaker that were attached on every corner of the house. I played songs that made me pump up so I won't be a lazy ass when I start carrying things out of the living room.

I finally placed all of the fragile things inside the stock room. And all I need is to push to couch somewhere out of the way. I started pushing one- until the doorbell rang. I opened the door, revealing Paul.

"Hey." I said.

"Hi." He replied. "Your house, I mean mansion is uh, big. It's beautiful." He added.

"Thanks. Come in." I offered.

"This is so different from Alexander's." He said.

"I know. Mine's old fashioned."

"Hey old fashioned is good."

We started lifting the couches out of the way- putting them on the side. Then when we were done, we sat on the floor and rested our backs on the wall near the door. I texted Joe- the manager of a grocery store here in the city which is my friend to get me 4 of every big bag of chips and 2 bottles of sodas there. I thanked him and told him I'd pay it when it arrives. I also called for pizza and ordered 20 boxes. Yeah, it's a blow up. While we were resting, the doorbell rang again. It must be Juliette. I opened it but it wasn't her.

Alexander Parker.

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