He Saw Me

Chapter 2

     The ride to Jasper's place was chaos. I had to pick up Trixie who is what you apparently call my best friend. She's a short, died blonde with brown eyes. Her figure is fine, she has round hips and boobs that look fake. Her dad apparently grounded her from her car because her father caught her boyfriend fingering her, ass naked. Poor old man nearly passed out, the guy was Logan Rockwell. I remember how she talked on and on about how amazing it felt, and what did I say? I giggled and just carried on the conversation like any other slutty whore would do. Trixie was blaring the music while screaming over it while talking in her high pitch squealing voice. It's sounds like someone has there hand over her nose honestly.
When me and and Trixie where arriving at his house we could see all of the lights and cars that were parked outside of the house. It was so crowded that I had to park In the damn lawn. Jeez I'm so negative. I locked my car and made my way through the lawn trying to make my walk steady so that my heels don't sink in the dirt. The house was beyond huge, it had lights that clashed with darkness making the outside look cool. But as soon as I opened the door I knew this night was going to be fun.
There was people making out right as I entered. There was stairs that led upstairs but I chose to ignore that at the moment. The house was blaring with music, with multicolored lights that were blinding when you entered the living room. The living room was used as the dance floor, I saw how some girls grinded into guys, and how some guys watched girls practically eye fucking them until they made there move. There was couches moved against the walls that had groups of guys and girls around them. And like before, some people where taking off clothing while making out on the couch, not giving a care that they had an audience. Trixie has already left and was touching a guy who was near the kitchen, she doesn't waste time, does she? I grabbed a random drink and swallowed the substance that was in the plastic red cup. I walked myself into the living room dance floor, shaking my ass and grinding into people just like all those other needy whores, what can I say? A girl gotta keep her reputation.
The party was still going strong after a few  hours, or at least I think it's been hours. I couldn't really tell. I stopped dancing when I got this sorta odd feeling, and that never happens. I'm used to people staring at me, it's common, the occasional glance and the reminder that "Oh that's Katty Pierce, the popular yet slutty girl" yea I'm used to that. But this was different and it scared me, cause I've have never in my life felt this feeling, and I don't think it was caused by the drinks I was having.
Your hallucinating Katty
But I don't think I am...my mind was probably playing tricks on me but I scanned the crowded couches hoping to find the source that's making me nervous.
There he is
A guy on a couch was surrounded by other guys that were I'm guessing his friends and some girls. One girl who had jet black straight hair was rubbing his chest and whispering into his ear, well that's what it looked liked. His friends all looked drunk, there faces had that far out look that you get when your out of it. He seemed to be the only one sober. He like the girl had jet black hair, or maybe it was really dark brown, I don't know I can't see in the dark that good. His shirt clung tightly to his body, showing off his abs, and arms that proved that he did do something to gain muscle. His eyes were locked with mine and he did not falter when I obviously caught him staring. His posture on the couch was laid back as girls came and went to try and talk to him, I knew girls from my school will obviously be talking about him so just in case somebody asked I needed to see him and talk to him too. Plus, I haven't made out with a guy this whole party and if someone notices, I'm so screwed. I strut towards him, putting on a smirk that made me want to cower in embarrassment but I will do whatever to keep my reputation. He never broke eyesight once while I was walking over to him. When I got close to him I finally noticed how breath taking he was. His lips were full, his eyes looked like a blue or green, and he had tan skin that made him even more adoring. I never was into the jawline thing, but now I understand what they mean. His jawline looked like it was cut to perfection.
Oh god. Please Katty don't mess this up
Thanks. He stared up at me when I reached him. And he too also had a smirk placed on his lips. I leaned over practically showing him my boobs and went to his ear whispering in the most seductive way possible.
"You know, it's not polite to stare" I said as my finger dragged over his chest. He bit his lips and his smirk widened. He grabbed my leg so that I was practically straddling  him. Then he tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear,whispering into it soon after
"I'm sorry babe, it's just I wanted to ask you something" his hand was stroking my hair, than he moved his hand to my hip gripping it like his other hand was.
"Oh? And what will that be?" I asked with a smile on my face as my face went more near to his face and he leaned into my ear, his hot breath ticketing my ear. I was almost certain that it was a question about if I wanted to do something with him. But what he said rattled me, scared me, and made my body shake.
"Why are you faking baby girl?"