Before yesterday, my life was perfect. Okay not perfect, but kind of how I actually wanted it to be. But now, its just a freaking mess.
It all started after Alex's arrival. Coming to him, he was taking things way too fast for my liking. He was a good guy, but who kisses a girl on the first day he met her? Paying for my dress, getting concerned for me when all I had done was say 'hi' to him. I just didn't get a good feeling about all this.
And Blake, what was his behavior all about? I've been his best friend for over three years and he's never been like this. And dating Trisha Perris? Really? This is just not the Blake I knew...
Just as I was "questioning my life", I get a text from Alex.
Hey I know this isn't the time, but you're still on for the party tonight right? Completely understandable if not, I just wanted to confirm. Take care, hope all is okay xx
Oh shit, I completely forgot about Drew's party tonight. I really don't want to go, Blake's gonna be there and things are going to get so awkward.
Stella, you can't let Blake have this kind of control over you. You need to go the party.
Yeah, guess I should go. Plus there'll be food.
I text Alex back.
hi. yeah i'm fine and yes, i'm coming to the party. lemme know what time you're gonna pick me up. xx
I don't know, I have really been into lower case lately. Alex replied almost immediately.
That's my girl :) Be ready by 8.
My girl. Well, damn son.
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Soon enough, I find myself standing in front of the mirror trying out different dresses for the party. Ugh, red might be too tacky and white is just no. I look around the room and my eyes land on a purple shopping bag.
Oh, how could I forget? It was the dress Alex bought me for the party.
I put that dress on, and yeah it looks really good. I quickly put my makeup on and while I'm straightening my hair, my phone buzzes.
Rosa <3
uhm, I'm heading to the party with Luke now, sorry can't come over to get ready. See you at the party, then? PLEASE DON'T BE ANGRY.
Fine, so now my friend bails on me. On that note, I didn't even tell Rosa about what happened in school today. Apparently, she had to go to some exhibition or something her mom was hosting, and she didn't come to school today. I have so much to tell her. Should I? Or should I just keep it to myself? Never mind, soon enough the entire school would know about Blake's date, if they haven't yet, surprisingly.
As soon as I finish getting ready, the bell rings. That must be Alex. I grab my phone and head down stairs. I swing open the door to see Alex Ross himself in ripped jeans and a Twenty One Pilots band tee. Damn though.
"Wow, Stella. You look hot", I thank him and we walk towards his car to head to the party.
I already have a bad feeling about this. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY.
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There were red cups and sweaty bodies everywhere. Oh my god, the Miley reference. Ha, once a fan always a fan yo. Alex and me entered hand in hand. I was immediately handed a red cup by someone, and it had some reddish colored liquid inside it. I drank a sip, it was warm and it had a sweet-bitter kind of taste to it.
I told Alex that I needed to find Rosa, "Sure", he said and went off to his 'gang' of friends. I saw Rosa sitting on the couch with her phone in one hand and a red cup, probably filled with the same liquid, in the other. Just like how it was when I first met her at Luke's party. I smile and walk towards her.
"There you are", she says lifting her head up from her phone, looking at me.
"Yeah, where's Luke?", I asked, curiously.
"Oh, um he's gone to meet some friends, where's Alex?", she asks me.
"Gone to meet friends too", I chuckle and reply, and sit on the couch next to her.
We were on our phones for a good twenty minutes before Luke and Alex both came towards us. Luke took Rosa off to dance and I was with Alex. He sat down with me and just randomly looked around. After some time, I felt his hand on my thigh, oh. I gave him a small awkward smile before he started moving his hand upwards and stooped right above my upper thigh. I am so uncomfortable right now.
"Let's go up, Stells", he says while giving me a smirk.
"Where?", I ask, clearly not knowing what he meant.
"Oh baby, you exactly know where"
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Teen Fiction"Stella, you dress like a slut, you walk like a slut, you talk like a slut, hell you are a slut! So, behave like one." She loved small clothes, high heels, and cute boys. But again, who doesn't? But was this what she actually wanted, needed? //She...
