Summer Secrets

Chapter Two: Party in the Hamptons

Marci Castilla sighed as she drove to the Hampton's, where all of her old friends were. She was staying there for a month while her best friend, Anne Howard, went to Mexico for the month. But, rest assured, she would be back to New York in no time with so many jokes and stories, probably about all the guys pursuing her over there.

She turned up the music, letting the hood of her white Corvette to down as she drove, the warm, summer sun hitting her face, brightening her fair skin which had suffered without a decent tan for several months as she attempted to survive the school year in her Manhattan, New York, hometown.

She arrived at the Hampton's not even half an hour later and as soon as she stepped out of her white convertible, she heard a voice call out her name.

"Marci Castilla. You have arrived at your castle," the beach house's maid, Marci's favorite, Consuela, said, as she did every time Marci arrived in the Hampton's. Marci smiled, running to hug the forty year old woman that was basically her second mom, at least over summer.

"Consuela!" Marci exclaimed. "Oh, how I missed you. How is she?"

"She's wonderful, Miss Marci."

"Oh, where is my Penny?"

As soon as she said the dog's name, the two-year old West Highland White Terrier came trotting out gracefully. She yipped at her owner and Marci squealed, picking up the adorable dog. "Consuela... I'm thinking about having a little party tonight. Can you call in the catering and have everything set up and ready to go by nine?" Marci took her sunglasses, smirking. "Senior year is about to begin."

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"Great party, Marci," Serena Chandler said, her curly blond hair wild and messy as she ran off with a random guy. Marci smiled at her accomplishment. The party was crazy and it was only ten o'clock. If only Anne were there...

But Marci knew her best friend was having a great time in Mexico. She'd be back soon and in the Hampton's with Marci.

Marci drink an entire glass of vodka in one swish, hoping to get very drunk... Which she was... It was her fourth-or fifth-glass. Marci sighed, looking around the room. There were couples dancing, lesbians having sex on the bar (literally), and a really hot guy standing alone. Bored and horny, Marci chugged down one last glass and walked over to the hottie. She smiled at him. "Hello," she greeted, seductively.

Thank God, she didn't slur. That would have been embarrassing. From all those times she'd gotten drunk at her parents' parties, she knew how to still be a lady, no matter how fucked up she was.

The guy smiled at her. "Hey, yourself. You're Marci Castilla? I recognize you from the headlines last week."

Marci was always in the headlines for her crazy protesting about animal rights and their use of makeup and product testing on animals... Even nasty, scheming little rats.

Marci smiled. "Yes, I am. What's you name, cutie?"

"I'm Joey."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Joey." She looked up at him through long lashes. "So, tell me, what do you like to do?"

"Beautiful girls at parties..." He looked shocked, but quickly covered it up with a smirk. Marci noticed this and decided to take advantage. "Like yourself."

"Well, how about it then? I think my bedroom is unoccupied and clean... Let's go make a mess."

In one pitch, Marci had swung the bat and went from first all the way home for the first time. She'd done everything with Joey, despite knowing him for two hours.

Marci smiled. She'd made it home before Anne. She'd completed her list and exceeded it. She'd thrown an amazing party that was being press released, as usual. Everyone knew Marci Castilla. No longer a lip virgin... Or any virgin for that matter.

Someone get this Queen B a crown.