A Dozen Reasons

Chapter 18- Party Crasher

I sat on the edge of the roof for a minute. Did Greg almost kiss me? Yes. Did his ex-psychotic girlfriend just crash into the party? Yes.

I found my way off the roof, and made my way downstairs. An arm yanked me to the edge near the stairway.

"Oh my gosh, Annie. You could of ripped my arm off!" I rubbed the red hand impression on my arm. She looked at it and grimaced.

"Geez, you're so sensitive." I stuck my tongue out at her. "Never mind that. We have bigger issues. Chelsea's here."

"I know."

"You know? Hey, where were you by the way? I was looking all over for you."

"Random much? Don't worry about where I was." I smiled.

She place her arms akimbo and gave me a deathly glare.

I lifted my hands in a sign of surrender. "Okay, okay. I was with Greg."

She narrowed her eyes at me. "Where?"

I pointed upward.

"YOU WERE IN HIS BEDROOM!"

"NO! No, no, we were on the roof, " I said.

She looked at me for a second and then smiled. This girl was crazy! I could not help but to smile.

"What?" I grinned.

"He kissed you, didn't he?"

I blushed, recalling our closeness just minutes ago. "No. We didn't kiss."

"Then why are you blushing, " she said while wiggling her eyebrows up and down.

"I'm not blushing." I diverted my glance to the doorway where I saw Greg talking to Chelsea.

"Yeah, right." She followed my gaze. "Do you want to leave?"

"No." I looked at Annie. "Why should I? I have just a right to enjoy this party."

She raised her eyebrow. "Okay, well let's get something to eat. All that dancing has built up an appetite."

" All the dancing? Or is it all the making out," I grinned. She pushed my shoulder, and we both laughed.

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Greg's POV

"I got it Carl." I placed my hand on the bouncer's shoulder. He seemed to be pretty mean and tough, but he's actually soft-hearted and a photographer for a  magazine. We met each other during the summer where I interned at the magazine. My mom thought it would be a great opportunity to learn what it takes in running a production.

He stepped away.

"What are you doing here, Chelsea?"

"What? I can't come to your party?"

"My mom was the one who sent the invites, and you know it's invite only."

"God, Greg, you could of said something to her about inviting me as well?"

"You know how she is."

She looked up at me and I saw her eyes soften. "I'm sorry."

I rubbed the back of my neck. This was the Chelsea I had fallen in love with, caring for others. "It's ok."

"Greg, I miss you." She looked into my eyes. It looked like she was about to cry.

'Yeah, you can come in if you like." I walked away.

I couldn't handle this. She was my first love, and to be around her reminded me of that.

I looked around and saw Jay staring at me. I smiled.

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Chelsea's POV

I saw that. I saw him smile at her. The green monster enveloped me.

There was no way I was going to sit back and allow him to fall in love with her.

He loved me first, and he'll love me always...

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A/N: Hey guys!

I have been MIA for awhile due to the holidays. My laptop cracked awhile ago, and my mom's laptop is getting fixed. So the only way I can upload is by coming to the library, which I can't come too often (though I wish I could, thumbs up for the library!). I'm so glad you have been patient with me. You're the best!

I hope you enjoy this chapter. I gave you a peek into Chelsea's brain, what do you think? Well, we shall soon see what she might do. *Dramatic music*

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                                                             <3 Sara