My life as Scarlett Ryder.

Chapter 14

2 Weeks Later

Scarlett's P.O.V

"-That's the kinda guy I was looking for, and yes you get slapped for looking hoe, I said, excuse me your a hell of a guy-" I rapped/ slurred to the music, jumping up and down wildly. Tiffany stared at me in shock and then turned to Marielle. "How the hell can she rap as fast as Nicki Minaj, remember all the lines and still be totally wasted?"

Marielle shrugged and took a swig of her beer. "Dunno, but it's not the first time." She admitted and I nodded frantically, as if I was a nodding dog.

"True! That. Imfor- Infa- WHAT SHE SAID- Is. True!" I screamed, pointing at Marielle. I may be a nerd, but I have been to many parties before. I may not be the most popular person in the world but Marielle always gets me and her into a party.

So, how did I get here? Simple.

Flashback

"Hey did you hear about Mason Jones' party today?" Tiff asked and Marielle froze. Mason Jones and Marielle are "sworn enemies", but we all know that's not true.

"Oh yah, totally, y'know, my best cheerleading friend told me all about it last night while shopping for shoes." I exclaimed, faking an american accent.

(A/N- NO AFFENCE TO ANY AMERICAN'S WHO MAY BE READING THIS BOOK.)

Marielle rolled her eyes and we walked to her car. "No, why?" Tiff shrugged. "I'm going, you two want to come?"

"HELL YEAH!"

"No."

I frowned and turned to Marielle. "Okay, why'd you say no?" I asked and she glared at the ground. "I don't like Mason Jones."

"Talking about me again?" Two arms wrapped around her waist and she turned in his arms. There was happiness in her eyes when she saw him but she masked it up instantly.

She scowled at him in disgust and rolled her eyes. "Ew, no. Why would I be?" She asked and even though they were "sworn enemies", she still didn't remove his arms from her waist.

Tiff caught onto this and winked at me. "Lets ditch them." She whispered in my ear and I nodded. Mason glanced at me and I mouthed 'Keep her occupied for longer' and he smirked and nodded.

Me and Tiff ran off to her car and then I cursed. "Ah, damn it. I said I'd wait for Chase."

Me and Chase had been on 3 dates and so far, they had been amazing. Chase was now classified as my boyfriend and, according to him, means that I have to travel with him everywhere, ie. school.

"No need Scarletta, I'm here now." Chase threw his arms around me, taking me by surprise. I hugged him back and Tiff winked and waved as she got into her car.

I pulled back as my heart hammered against my rib cage, still taken back by the surprise tackle. I looked over his worried features and frowned. "Hey, what's wrong?" I asked, caressing his cheek.

He let out a sigh and ran his hand over his face. Over the past few weeks my feelings for Chase have grown stronger every time I'm with him. I know that it's probally the 'L' word I'm feeling but I don't want to admitt it yet.

My eyes filled with worry and I held his face in my hands. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? What happened?" I asked urgently, looking him over for any injuries.

There seemed to be none and I let out a low sigh of relief. "I have something to tell you, but I want to say it later on. Now's not the time."

I nodded but kept worrying about him as we drove back. What if he really was hurt but he was covering it up? Chase chuckled and leaned over and kissed my lips briefly. When he broke away he grinned. "I'm fine, okay? Stop worrying about me."