ScarLett

Chapter 8

Above is a photo of Monica, Casper's girlfriend.

Scarlett

I went by unnoticed the rest of the night. I refused to speak to either of the two jerks, and Jonnathan was going to be sitting on the time out bench for quite some time, as far as I was concerned. He glanced over at me from time to time but he realized that I was disconnected.

Another round of drinks were brought up to our table and I reached over to grab one but Jonnathan snatches it out of my hand.

"You've had enough," he said and proceeded to his conversation with Casper.

I felt my face getting hot and stood up from the table.

"I need to use the washroom."

"Go straight and then down to the left," he replied giving me a quick glance.

I made my way to the washroom, passing through tables of couples and groups of people huddled together. I didn't even dare to look, not wanting to see anything that would haunt me for the rest of my existence.

The washroom was reserved only for the VIP so it was much cleaner then the ones downstairs. I was relieved to see that it's empty and went into the first stall that I saw. I really needed to pee. Just as I'm about to flush, I heared voices and high heels clicking on the bathroom tiles. I sat in silence hoping that they would soon leave and I wouldn't have to pass by them.

"Did I tell you?" one of the voices said as a lighter clicked and the smell of smoke reached my nostrils.

"I was invited to one of his parties this Saturday."

"Are you fuckin' kidding me?!" another voice said.

"Aha."

"Well you must of done something worthy to him, 'cause he doesn't invite just anyone." a third voice is heard through blows. She was the one smoking, I guessed to myself.

"They're not just going to let anyone into their circle, and his parties always consist of selective people."

"Well, Jonnathan invited me," the first girl said proudly, "he needed a plus one and he said I was the perfect pick."

"No way, you lucky bitch!" the second girl exclaimed.

"He's the only one that's closest to Casper."

My eyes widened. They were talking about Jonnathan and Casper!

"Are you guys going out, or what?" the third one asked, what about the blonde that was with him tonight?"

"Oh, that's probably one of his collegues, she didn't look much of a piece," she squeakd as they all enjoyed a laughter.

I rolled my eyes. How clueless.

I heared the clicking of there heals as they walked out of the washroom. It was silent once again and I stepped out of the stall I'd been sitting in for what felt like hours. My legs were numb. I washed my hands thoroughly with soap and used the hand dryer.

I heared the clicking of high heals again and Monica's reflection showed up on the mirrors. She looked at me with her intensifying green eyes flashing a crooked smile. I felt very uncomfortable for a second.

She ran both her hands through her long brown hair giving it volume and fixed her make-up. Her beauty gave me the chills. She could easily run for Miss Universe.

"So, how is it with Jonnathan?" she asked, startling me. I wasn't expecting her to speak.

She looked at me and rephrased her question, smiling at her reflection in the mirror.