Bad Reputation; Shawn Mendes

4. Party

"I guess I'm just full of surprises."

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America.

I didn't feel like going home after school, instead I walked around. I walked around not knowing where I was going till I ended up on my friend Jordyn's door step. Now I know I said I don't have friends but I don't friends that go to my school.

Jordyn went to middle school with me but ended up doing home schooling. Which is totally dumb but after going through the last three years of hell I don't blame her. If I would've known then what I know now I would've done the same thing.

I rang her doorbell and it didn't take too long till the door swung open, "Merica!" She said happily.

"Jojo!" I say with the same enthusiasm.

She takes me into a tight hug and I hug her back. She then let go and checked me out.

"Dang you went to school looking like that?" She laughed.

"Duh!" I said.

She rolled her eyes, "Then you wonder why assholes can't keep their hands off of you." She tells me as she walks back into her house.

I follow behind closing the door behind me. I follow her up the stairs and to her room.

"Hey just cause I want to dress the way I want to doesn't mean I should be grabbed at." I tell her as I lay on her bed.

"My goodness America you're like a walking 'fuck me' sign. If you kept your legs closed and body covered you wouldn't have a problem now would you?" She told me putting her hands on her hips.

"Sorry mom but it's not like you're a saint yourself! Miss 'I grind on guys at parties'." I tell her and she laughed.

"Hey that's different I'm not at school when I'm wearing those clothes. I'm drunk and actually want a guy to grab me. Not in public at school." She tells me as she looks through her closet.

I shrugged, "yeah well no ones going to stop me. So are we going to Deven's tonight?" I asked as I got up and looked in her closet as well.

"Yup so are you going to drink or can I cause one of us has to be the sober one." She said and she was right.

That's how our system worked, one got drunk and reckless and the other was the sober police. They drove and made sure the other one didn't get in trouble.

"You could you look like you need it." I tell her and she smiled.

I grabbed a black furry off the shoulder top and some waist high jeans. We were the same size so we always shared clothes. She dressed in a short black dress.

We got ready before heading out in her Range Rover. She drove us to the party which was already packed. She parked the car and looked at me.

"Okay remember our signals?" She asked me.

"If you want to leave its the hair twirl, if you need me to be your lesbian lover it's an ear scratch, and if you're absolutely fine to be alone with him it's a nose itch." I say and she claps.