Avril's POV
Life sucks. To some extent I guess.
Let's keep it short and simple, yeah?
Well apparently, short and simple doesn't always work for you. And I've learned that the hard way.
Right now, I'm sitting on some random bench at the party and I absolutely hate being here. I tried to tell Cher I don't want to be here... But she just didn't get it. Apparently, now she's looking for my "suitors". [Insert roll of eyes]
Cher's POV
I don't know what to do with Avril. I'm practically running in circles for her, and she just doesn't care about what I'm doing for her. But since I'm such a good friend...
She needs to loosen up, and I don't know how I can convince her of doing that! She just needs a few drinks. Yeah. And a guy. That'll do. Hmm...Where is this one guy?
Avril's POV
After sitting for so long and accomplishing nothing, I decided to have some fun after all. I put on my game face because things were about to get wild up in here.
I sauntered my way over to the dance floor, spotting one of my friends, Clark, doing his really wicked dub step dancing. I so needed to let loose and I think this will be it. Now I know you might be thinking of one night stands, but no, I'm talking about dance.
I nod to Clark, acknowledging him, and make my way to the DJ. I request a few of my favorite songs. My lips pull up in a smile when I hear one start to play. I take Clark's hand in mine and so innocently ask him, "May I have this dance my lord?"
He stupidly replied in a girly voice, "I don't know! I'll have to think about it!"
I slapped his chest and pulled him into the dancing sea of sweaty bodies....ew.
We started getting really into it, hip hop is our passion and that's pretty much how we met. At some dance party and yeah. We just clicked.
Focusing back to what we were doing, I noticed that this was the last song I had requested, and that there was a ring of people around us. Great. I did my thing, and Clark looked so great doing his. I barely felt the song finish until Clark ran up to me and we did the fist-bump thing. Everyone around us went crazy at the end.
Clark took my hand and pulled me out of the crowd. "Do you want a drink?"
I scoffed, "is there anything here that's not alcoholic in any way?"
"Aww is someone scared of the big adult drinks?" he mocked.
I scowled and slapped his arm. "Shut up"
Clark told me he'd be back soon and left me alone.. Yet again. I barely had time to move before an arm wrapped around my waist. I almost thought it was Clark. But then some really drunk voice said, “Hey babe, you look like you need to have some fun. I saw how you dance, think you could do some more for me?"
He tried to close in for a kiss but his breath broke me out of my shock. I slapped his face as hard as I could. "Leave me alone!"
He staggered back a few, and I took that chance to step away from him, but I hit a wall. When did I get so close to the wall? Shit, the creeper came back and put both his arms on the wall around me, enclosing me in. Where was Clark when I needed him?
Before I had a chance to do anything, another guy came from my right and put a cloth over my mouth. Oh my god! What's happening? Why is no one helping me? I can't breathe. My breaths are falling short and I feel so drowsy. Clark..where are you...?
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One of a Kind (cancelled)
Science FictionAliens, tragedies, complicated romances, and adventures worthy of Indiana Jones are all things only found in books and movies right? That's what Avril had thought too. Twelve year old Avril thought life was going smooth, until the night of August 25...