Life is beautiful

Chapter 8.

AN

Okay so I was thinking 2 updates a week

If I’m a bit late then don’t worry I will update I just need to make time to write.

Hope you like it

Tiffany

So currently I’m sitting in the passenger seat of scouts car, painted up and wearing heals and I short tight dress and I’m about to arrive at a party with drunk teenagers and deafening music.

Great

“how you doing there kitten” scout asked

She adopted the name ‘kitten’ for me because apparently I’m harmless like one when I’m not aggravated. I actually hate it so much.

“great” I say my tone dripping with sarcasm.

“lighten up! It’ll be heaps fun!” she says bouncing slightly in her seat. Some people are to happy for their own good I swear.

The only thing that was running  through my head right now is Ashton and that quit frankly scared the shit out me.

He kissed me

Yeah big deal I mean it’s not he meant anything by it.

But the thing is no matter how much I try to deny it to myself I know that I like him.

That’s what scares me….

Getting attached to people is the thing that ruins you. You think that they would do anything for you and stick around and when they leave you break.

“oi!” scout shouts over the radio and the thudding from the house just in front of us “you okay?” she asks with a slight worried look on her face.

Scout seems nice to be around but also someone who won’t get too attached.

My kind of person. I think I might actually make an effort to befriend her.

“yeah” I say slipping out of the parked car.

“lets go” scout smirks over to me almost as if she’s challenging me to go in and have a good time. I know it’s kind of like reverse psychology what she’s doing now so she can show me a good time.

Well challenge excepted.

I smirk back at her and strut my way in my shinny black heals to the door. Scout beside me we reach the door and don’t even bother to knock we just walk straight into the house where music is pounding and sweaty bodies are pressed together and the air smells strongly of alcohol.

Oh joy

“I’m going to go get a drink!” scout announces from beside me.

“already, you only just got here!” I try to shout over the music.

“and, it’s a party come on! Don’t tell me you’ve never had a drink before”

Flashback

Lilly 2 years ago (age 16)

 

 

 

The atmosphere had a strong vibe about it. Even though I couldn’t see straight and I felt like I was going to throw my guts up if I keep going I couldn’t stop. I was having too much fun right now.