Aras's mouth dropped, I gave him a confused look "What?"
"You look........ hot!" His face was now bright red in the dim light of his car
I rolled my eyes " Let's go!" I was so happy he noticed, I had curled my hair and threw some make up on, also the tight black dress I was wearing helped.
We arrived at Pricilla's house, no let me rephrase that, Pricilla's Mansion. It had one of those cool circle driveways with a fountain in the middle. We parked our car and headed in.
I told Aras about my run in with The Mean Girls cast in the bathroom, he said we should go, I didnt put up much of a fight, surprisingly I kinda wanted to go. Of course not to see Pricilla, but just to get out, have some fun.
We walked inside and music blared, shirtless people walked around, smoke filled the air, and alchohal on everyones breath! To say the least, it looked like one of Ke$ha's music videos. A voice blared " We are The Deepthroaters and WE'RE HERE TO ROCK YOU!!!!!!!!' Carrie, a girl nobody knew much about except of how much a perv she was was jamming out. Lizzy, the second member of the band banged on her guitar. Ellen, the third and final member of the band was still sucking on some boys face, she was beautiful with dark red hair. Everyone knew Carrie had a "Thing" for her. Carrie, like Lizzy, had dark hair and was skinny, skinny to the point people believed she was anorexic. They were a intresting bunch.
Aras grabbed on to my hand, I blushed........ I looked up at him.
"To stay together " he mouthed.
Pricilla was no where to be seen, Aras was off getting drunk somewhere. Im not much of a drinker so I decided to go somewhere quiet, the 4th floor.
I stumbled into Pricillas Dad's, Mr. Hantz, study. It was the classic study: Leather, bookshelf, globe. I bearly sat in one of his arm chairs when I heard footsteps, they stopped. I peered out the tiny crack of the door, and Hunter Daison stood outside, he was H O T hot! He was pouring some type of powder in a red Solo cup. He stopped and I carefully eased back into the armchair.
My heart was pounding and he walked in. He handed me the drink "Got this for you Beautiful" He winked and procceded to sit on the desk. I considered all my options, if I were to scream, nobody would hear me from 2 floors down with blaring music. If I ran he would definatly catch me.
He turned toward me "Drink up Lana"
