Chapter One: Partying With The Cunt Lover,The Grunge Bitch, And... Amy
This chapter is mainly going to be about me introducing the character and them slowly easing into the story, so if it's a tad boring I apologize. And I'm sorry for the long authors note :/. Oh and by the way, that gorgeous human right there is Cara Delevingne who is playing Sara
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The smell of vomit and stale beer hit my nostrils like a fucking truck. I crinkle my nose while trying to take small breathes so I don't die. My eyes roam around the party, taking in the crazed teenagers and the loud music. It's like the stereotypical high school party. I make my way to the bar, ignoring the stupid wolf whistles. Really? I'm wearing shorts, not underwear.
My outfit is simple, high waisted denim shorts, with a striped crop top. Black vans cover my feet, and my hair is nothing to comment about either. It's in a plain punk bun updo, one side of my hair is blue, the other black, my 3/4's gages showing proudly. The whole outfit is plain compared to all the other girls here, showing off tanned legs and full boobs, face caked with makeup and hair crunchy with hair spray. The only thing on my face is mascara and my eyebrows are filled in a bit, the only outstanding thing is my lipstick, a matte Maroon. So the only hot thing those guys are whistling at is imagination.
"Opal, over here you, cunt! " I whiz around at the sharp amused voice.
My eyes meet Sara's pale blue ones. With a small chuckle, I flip her off, making my way to her and her sister Amy. When I'm half way there, Sara give me a annoying wolf whistle.
" Damn, chica, if you hadn't completely friend zoned me, I'd be hitting on you. " she states in her lazy drawl.
You see, Sara is very easy going, she has that sexy, lazy voice, the voice you imagine a seductress has. It comes in handy for getting free drinks, or getting her usual one night stand with a random chick.
I chuckle a little at her comment, "well thanks, a bitch gotta try at least once in a while right?" I state, trying to be cocky.
"Your also looking pretty good, mama. You've got the whole hippie vibe going on, more than usual." I point out, looking at her clothes jealously. Believe me, she rocks the whole, 'hippie /gypsy' vibe.
Currently, she's rocking a denim ankle length skirt, with a flowy white shirt that is shredded in a fashionable way at the bottom. The sleeves are cut off, showing off a bit of side boob, and her neck has a ton of necklaces and a few chokers, all in calming blue or golds. On her feet she has sandals with turquoise rustic beads, the same her shirt has. Her hair is waist length with boho beads in the blonde locks, naturally straight. All in all she's killing it tonight.
"Yea, Amy wanted me to dress up with her, so being the amazing twin I am, I agreed." she smirks when she sees Amy roll her eyes.
"Really? Cuz the reason you told me you were dressing up was because you had a crush on the girl who's throwing the party." Amy states making me snort out a laugh.
Sara blushes a bit which is even more funny because she never blushes, so I enjoy it when it happens. Having pity on the poor thing I turn to Amy, my eyes widen when I see what she's wearing.
"Holy shit! Amy are you wearing a fucking dress!? " Amy Jumps at my voice, blushing a deep red.
" Umm... Yea. I was going to introduce Matt to you guys today." she mumbles, avoiding Sara and my eyes. Matt's her boyfriend of 3 months, I know! Why hasn't she introduced us yet? Well she's afraid we'll disapprove of him. But honestly, has she seen the things Sara sleeps with? This guys could be a fucking psycho and I'd still approve.
