The Party

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Once we were finished getting ready I was dressed in a black party dress and what you would call snake print heels. Lemme just say my smokey eye and eyeliner is on freaking fleek. Abby was in a dark red skirt and a white crop top. She had dark red heels with gold spikes on the back. Her makeup was also on fleek. We both shared the glossy sparkly red lipstick trait as part of our outfits. I was
pretty damn impressed with how hot we looked. Like dayyyyyuuuummmm! So now it's time to see if we can play the part we are dressing for.

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Abby; WOW! It's really loud!!!
Samantha; No duh dipshit it's a party!!
Abby; 😝
Samantha; lets go get something to drink!!
Abby; Kay

Next thing I know Abby is grinding on some guy. Abby is beautiful so there's no reason any guy wouldn't want that. She has long blonde hair and blue eyes. She's not your typical blonde though she has a beautiful sun kissed tone to her skin. While I'm the average brown hair hazel eyes. I'm called pretty but not often. And when I am called pretty I don't believe it anymore. But her dirty dancing turned into a lap dance and then I see them sneaking up the stairs together. There's no stopping them now. I went to grab another drink when I feel hands on my hips and a guy whispers in my ear "damn your hot wanna dance" I turn around and see the one and only Blake Mitchell captain of the wrestling team, football stud, basketball star, perfect academic record, and every girls dream. So we go out on the dance floor when wobble comes on and next thing you know I'm backing up into him.
A couple drinks later and all I know is the next morning I woke up in his bed with my bra across the room. I guess we drove to his house after the party...

HEY GUYS IM SORRY FOR THE CRAPPY WRITING AND THE SUPER LONG WAIT FOR THE CHAPTER. THANKS FOR READING LOVE YA!!!

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