^^^^^^^^The dress Betty is wearing to the party^^^^
Betty's POV:
Sandra and I rushed into her house. We were going to a high school party... Of course i was used to it. I'm kind of like a jock but i don't go to parties like these, if you know what i mean.
"So! Here it goes, do you like this dress?" Sandra placed a lacy short blue dress that was barley over my knees in front of my body. It had little straps on the sides and it's chest area wasn't even near the size of my chest. It was quite small. "Nope, y'all okay? I don't look good it blue!" She groaned in disappointment and strolled out of the room.
"Find me a new one K?" I yelled and the sat on her purple bed. Her room was nothing like mine, while i had football wall paint on and none of my clothing shown, she had purple wall paint, a grand purple bed, a make up table, a study table, a bunk bed-wooden and a chandelier. I am quite rich but not as rich as her, her father is a mayor.
"I'm back!" She barged into the room holding a leopard print top with red short waist shorts with black high heels. Nope. "Don't want it." I gestured for her to go back but she stood still; i was getting frustrated. "Oh shit! Can you just fucking get a new one?" I yelled at her.
"No, this one will look good on ya!"
"That's what you'd say..." I scoffed in annoyance. She stomped out of the room. Her and her anger issues, i wasn't afraid; i was going to look good in a party starting at 8pm and no one was going to stop me.
"OK, this one better do it!" She screamed, coming into her bedroom once again. She held up a short black dress with long black high heels. "This is great!" We both shrieked in unison. I jumped off her bed and then made my way up to her grand mirror. It really was great, "I love you so much!" I hugged her, stupidly not noticing the pain in her face. "No problem Bee!" Then, before i knew it, we were off to party!
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"I used to date Kai, Marcus, Jordan, Andrew...." I heard Melinda's loud voice as i came in, it was almost deafening. I knew my plan and i was gonna do it right.
"Hi Melinda," I walked up to her in the most casual way possible, she was the high school slut and i was one of the guys. I left Sandra by herself. The rest had already fled. "What do you want bitch?" She smirked. Like bitch was the worst word she could think of. "Bitch is a dog, dogs bark on tree's, tree is bark, bark is nature and nature is beautiful. So you've just called me beautiful!" Sandra sniggered at my remark then limped away.
"Oh, like i don't know your insults! Why're you here away? Aren't you s'posed to be playing soccer like your tomboy self?" She and her minions sniggered. I call them minions because of their round long heads, tanned skins, short height and copying attitude. "Oh shut the hell up you dimwit! It's not like i don't know your game. Besides, i've changed-"
"W-what are you talking about?" She stammered in inaccuracy, she knew already. Not about my plan though.
"Before you interrupted me, i was gonna say something but..." I rolled my eyes at her in disbelief. "You aren't worth muh time!" I leaned towards her and burped into her face then whispered 'think' and shashyed away. I had to enjoy myself!
Kai's POV:
"What the fuck!" I heard Melinda scream in horror as i watched Betty walk away. She was rocking her new look. I turned my face back to the bar tender. "One more vodka!" I slurred, i was already drunk. Possibly not feeling it tonight. "Dude, did you see Betty? I think i wanna lay 'er tonight!" I looked at one of my British douche friends. He came to America just for this party, he was the light of parties anyway. "What the fuck are y'all talking about?" I slurred again, he noticed i was drunk and backed away. Drunk Kai is not one to talk to. "Should i spike her drink?" He asked me, asking the bar tender for a drink.
"Shiznit you be talkin'! She isn't dumb like you!" i yelled, his presence was bothering me. He just shrugged and strolled off whilst whistling.
After a few more beers and flirts with a few sluts i decided it was time to have a dance. I mean, who wouldn't want to dance with me? I made my way towards the dance floor in excitement as i saw a hot brunette that was wearing a black short dress with black high heels. She was dancing with my British douche. i slumbered over to them, leaning on the brunette. "Oh hello! Hey, Brunette, you having a good time?" The brunette turned her face to me in disbelief, rolled her eyes and pushed me away.
"What the hell? Kai, are you drunk?" The brunette started to take what looked like a camera out of her pouch, it was a purple Sony camera with a HD screen. Kind of small. I was just thinking of what the brunette would have looked like with no clothes on... her average a-
"Kai! Look over here!" She yelled at me as i saw a flicker of light shine at me. A photo. She took a frigging photo of me! I held my manly hands above my eyes. To late. I grabbed the camera out of her hands, didn't even acknowledge them. Her hands.
In the photo i was wearing black jeans with a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket. I had ruffled dirty blonde hair and my natural blue eyes shone red in shock. Behind me were disco lights and girls on dance poles, druggies on stairs and... PARENTS!
I looked back and forth at the camera. Parents? What the fudge?
"See, Kai? You were so caught up with your drugs that you didn't notice them!" I rolled my eyes at her. "It's like you crave drugs!" Her and my British friend of a douche, Alfred Winston, sniggered.
"I don't crave drugs!" I defended my self, though that was a total lie. I was an unofficial drug addict. Problems with my life? We all got them!
"You do now!" Alfi yelped and then strolled towards the bar. "Bye Betty!" He shouted a familiar name. Hadn't i already seen Betty with Melinda. Was this Betty? I had already seen her... But not close up.
"Pass me a water bottle." I ordered the brunette.
When i was finally sober i took a look at the brunette. "Are you Betty Mason?" I asked her, sitting on a couch, legs widened. Man way. "Yup!" As soon as she said that word i suddenly picked her with my own two slippery alcohol fingers in bridal style and led her towards the pool. Oh this was gonna be fun!
"Pay attention everyone!" Everyone whipped their heads around to see me at the edge of Melinda's pool, Betty in my arms. "Count!" I shouted as Betty struggled to get out of my arms. Even Andrew was sniggering, some people were videoing. Like i gave a fudge. I was an amazingly awesome looking guy.
"1..." Everyone in the back yard started to count.
"2..."
"3! HEAVE!" I didn't get to see the splash, because i was pushed in too. By Sandra.
"Hey man!" I pulled her in the pool as she grinned!
That's how the party ended.
What a record!
The first party i never kissed a girl or had sex with a girl in!
Typical High School party.
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"Mom! Dad! I'm home!"
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