Hey you!
Hope you like part two, of chapter six.
Sorry, it was so long.
Here you go! :D
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Chapter Six - Part 2:
Drunks Confessions and Kisses
The music was blaring making my ears ring.
Suddenly, the house went quiet.
"Introducing, the host!" a masculine voice proclaimed, which I realized it was Trent's.
I walked down the stairs, and did what Trent told me, to keep my head high.
"Who is she?" everyone started whispering and murmuring.
"I know you guys don't believe it, but this is Elizabeth Rodriquez." Trent said.
The whole room stopped talking, and gasped.
"That is not her!" a girl shouted.
"Elizabeth is ugly! That chick is hot!" a guy said.
I rolled my eyes.
"Thank you, for your compliments and insults." I said, taking the mic from Trent.
"She talks too?!" someone gasped.
I glared at the guy who called me ugly.
He rolled his eyes.
"It is true. My name is Elizabeth Rodriquez." I said.
"No way!"
"Who knew she was hot underneath that nerd outfit?"
"I still say she's ugly." a girl sneered.
I glared at her.
It was none other than Bianca Withers.
I hate her.
She's the school's slut.
Two hours later, I lost sight of Trent, dodged two people who almost spilled their beer on me, and someone nearly puked all over me.
Trent said that since this was my first party, that he'd stick by my side, but he didn't.
Of course.
I sighed, noticing that my throat was dry.
I walked into the kitchen, only to see Trent and a blond girl making out, the girl was sitting on the marble counter, her legs wrapped around his waist.
That's when I realized this blond bimbo is Bianca.
I never thought I'd say this, but it actually hurt to see Trent making out with her.
Even if it was any other girl, it still would've hurt.
I noticed that Trent is drunk and probably doesn't realize what he's doing.
"Let's go find a room, baby." Bianca said, seductively.
I gaped as Trent lifted her from the counter, turned, then dropped her when he saw me.
"Liz...It's so good to see you. How are you?" he slurred, smiling, and walking over to me.
"You jerk!" Bianca screamed, obviously not drunk.
"I don't want you!" Trent slurred at Bianca.
"I want Liz." he slurred, leaning against me.
"You! You did this! You turned him against me! You brain washed him!" she shrieked.
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