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YAY CHAPTER TEN!!

Reagan's POV

I was sitting and eating my lunch, thinking about what the hell I should wear for this party, that I don't even want to go to. But, Cameron invited me and he seemed so desperate. I was going to do homework tonight, just to get it over and done with, but I do that every weekend, so let's have a change, shall we?

The bell signaling that lunch was over has rung, and I went back to my locker, to get my books for afternoon periods.

When I got all of my books, I went to my class. (A/N can't remember the class. the schedule is in the first chapter.) When I got to class, I took my seat, in the far left corner of the room, it's where I always sat, even at my old school too.

The bell rung again, and the teacher came into the room to teach.

"Hello, students."

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The final bell rung, and now I'm going home to get ready for this party. I don't know why I'm getting ready at 3:30, but girls have their moments. You want to either look good or you don't. I want to look somewhat reasonable. Just kidding, I'd rather look good.

•••

It was 7:00, and Cameron should be here soon. Ugh. I sat on the couch in the living room, eating candy. Something that you shouldn't eat before you go to a high school party. Because, there's probably not gonna be candy there. Probably just alcohol. And drunkies.

In a matter of a couple minutes after seven, the door bell finally rung. I opened the door, and saw Cameron. He was wearing khakis and and a dress shirt. He looked good.

"You look great, Reagan. Ready to go?"

"Thank you! And uhh yeah let's go." I said sounding very unsure.

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We pulled up to what seemed like a mansion. My jaw dropped, when I noticed how much bigger and better it was than my house.

Cameron parked the car, and jumped out, rushing over to my side, and opening my door. He reached his hand out, for a little booster.

I got out of the car, and we started walking to the front door. I've never been to a high school party before, and quite frankly, I'm a little nervous.

I walked up to the door, and knocked. Cameron was still walking up the long path. I knocked again, when someone didn't answer the first time. Cameron was now beside me, and he started laughing.

"You do realize that the people in there are never going to hear you, right? It's probably so loud in there. You just have to walk in." He said. Then he opened there door.

"Um yeah, I knew that."

"Suree."

He didn't believe me for a second, and that was probably the most embarrassing to ever happen to me.

I walked in, and was shocked. This wasn't anything like all of the other parties I've been to. Which were birthday parties, or family parties.

I saw, red cups, people who I'm pretty sure don't even know eachother, were making out. I saw guys leading girls up to bedrooms, for some girls to lose their "innocence." I saw people passed out, from the overload of alcohol. Some kids were in circles, probably playing truth or dare, or spin the bottle. There was a dancing area, and there was guys grinding, on girls. That's what I saw, and that was only when I walked in, this wasn't even a quarter of the first floor!

"Cameron! Glad you could make it." A guy who I haven't seen before came up and said to Cameron.

"I'm glad I could make it too. Reagan this is Neil, that quarterback." Cameron responded.