A Date With The Devil...

Chapter 3: 1,2,3, Drink!

The next day at school I met up with Nyshelle at the entrance and we walked off to our lockers together, I was debating whether I should mention the guy I met yesterday that I can't seem to get off my mind. I've been thinking about him since yesterday, those deep brown orbs that look so warm and inviting yet so cold and angry, his tattoos that cover most of his arms and the way his lips wrapped around the cigarette I couldn't stop thinking about the things I wanted to do to hi-

"So how do you think you're going to dress tonight, Cute or sexy?" Nyshelle questioned interrupting my thoughts. 

"Hmm... Sexy?"I questioned not knowing what the theme of the party is but me being me... Sexy is always a good option... I think?

 "Girl you know it!"

During lunch we sat at the same spot as yesterday with the cheerleaders and jocks again and they were all talking about the party that was supposed to be this epic party hosted by one of the kids that used to be at the school but dropped out the year before. I've been to my fair share of parties but somehow I feel like this party is going to be a lot different to those that we used to go to at my old school. The last party I went to was the week before I left. It was my going away party, and also the party where Logan and I broke up. I just wanted to have a good time with my friends at this party, no drama.

The rest of classes went by pretty fast I guess considering that I was hardly paying attention something I couldn't afford to do since I've got a heap of work to do but what the heck its almost weekend plus I can just ask Nyshelle for the homework assignment.

When Nyshelle and I got to my house my mom was still at work so we had the house to ourselves. I walked up to the stereo to put on some music and Elle walked to the kitchen to see what we could have for lunch before venturing upstairs to see what we were going to wear for tonight. We settled with a ham and cheese sandwich and sat on my bed eating and talking about school and bands.

"So... Tell me, what's going on between you and Hayden?" Nyshelle suddenly asked and honestly I had no idea how to answer that I mean he was cute and all but we were just friends and we have just met. "I don't know... I think he is very cute, But i know he is a player and besides we just met."

"I think he likes you, He is always talking about you."

"Well, I'm not about to be another one of his flavor of the week girls." I replied

We spent two hours going through my clothes to find the perfect outfit, since most of my clothes were still in boxes from the move. Yes, I know I'm lazy. Eventually after trying on almost every piece of clothing I own and every dress as least twice we both got the perfect outfits to wear.

I decided on a short black dress that had a pieces of lace on the sides, with my black high heeled ankle boots and a silver heart pendant necklace. I did my makeup with a smoky eye and my lipstick was a light maroon color that made my lips pop. My mascara was perfect, making my brown eyes look sexy and mysterious. My black hair was curled into light loose curls that hung in the middle of my back falling elegantly.

Nyshelle had on a blood red dress that had black lace over the whole top and end of the dress with a black necklace. I did her makeup lighter than mine with a grey smoky eye rather than black since her dress was very bright and also did her lipstick with a light maroon color. She wore black stilettos. Her hair was done into a half up-do also in curls.

We went to the party in my car and Nyshelle said she wasn't big on drinking so she would be our designated driver. When we got to the party it was already in full swing, there were people all over the place, outside in the streets, on the front lawn and on the balconies. There was a girl puking next to the side of the road and the music was so loud you could feel the beat of the bass in your lunges. As we stepped out of the car we were hit right in the face with the smell of alcohol and smoke, the telltale signs of a great night ahead.

We walked in and Nyshelle greeted almost everyone, being on the cheerleading team she knows quite a lot of people. I couldn't wait to get inside and have a few sips of alcohol just to quet the nerves that I was feeling. Nyshelle led the way straight into the kitchen where we saw Hayden and the rest of the "group" getting something to drink.

Kara and Lyssa had called Elle away so I was standing with Brittany hearing her complain about how she thinks her boobs are too small, and how unfair it is that her mom would not let her get them enlarged. 

After what feels like an eternity Elle and the girls come back and as we are sitting on the table in the kitchen talking about... what were we talking about? I have no idea it's probably about some stupid guy they like. Someone walks into the kitchen, I immediately recognize him as the guy from the mall with the cigarette that wouldn't tell me his name. He seems to be looking for someone because as quick as he appeared he was back out of the door to the hallway. I turn to the girls and as them who he is and they say that the mystery man's name is Cole. Hmmm Cole, sexy ass name if I must say very fitting considering he looks like a Greek god turned punk rocker.

Okay its official I have just about drank my body weight in alcohol I can't even stand on my own I'm so drunk off my ass and to make matters worse I really...really have to pee. After trying to find the bathroom for what feels like forever I finally managed to find one but I wished I didn't cause as soon as I opened it I was something that made me want to hurl out all of the alcohol that I had consumed. A guy who seems to be about 16 years old had his head between some blonde's legs the sight was horrific.

I was just about to turn to head down the stairs when someone yanked on my arm and pinned me against the wall pressing his body right onto mine , he was pushed up so close I can feel his abs through his t-shirt yum!. I look up to see who this human being is and was very surprised to see Cole.

"Hey Princess"

"Hi mystery man or shall I say Cole" I said smirking slightly.

"Ahh so you've been talking about me haven't you? I'm sorry princess but I'm not into prissy high school girls" He says smirking and looking down at my lips and back at me again.

"Yeah, Well I'm not exactly into cocky gangster wanna be guys either Hun."

He leaned forward and pressed himself closer up against me and then walked away. The little shit left!. Very angrily I stomped off back into the kitchen and took two more shots. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Cole leaving with some red head with obviously fake boobs.