Before the Party

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I was never one for parties. They always made me uncomfortable, with the copious amounts of sweaty bodies swinging their hips and spilling their drinks. Not to mention the affects of the shitty liquor being passed around; people always seemed to expect something of you when they're drunk. But last night, I allowed my friends to drag me to the end of the year bash, at none other than JACOB SARTORIUS'S mansion.

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As I applied the last of my "DEAD OF KNIGHT" matte liquid lipstick by Kylie Jenner, I heard the ding of my doorbell go off. Finally, Marina and Jarangelinopa, my BFFs, were here to pick me up. I rushed downstairs and opened the door only to be greeted with Jarangelinopa's shrill voice. "OMG, you ugly hoe, you are seriously wearing that to the house of the JACOB SARTORIUS?!" I was shocked, I thought my 'All Monsters Are Human' shirt, my ripped black skinny jeans, and my 13 My Chemical Romance wristbands were perfectly acceptable for the party.

Just as I was about to slap that bitch, Marina interrupted me, "Don't worry, Katie, I had a feeling this would happen, I got you covered fam." Marina carried on to pull out the skankiest, most revealing, black dress I had ever seen. I was in love.

I thanked her with a quick slap in the tit and ran back upstairs to change. I slipped on the dress as fast as I could, and goddamn I looked fine as hell.

I strutted down my staircase and smirked at the shocked looks on Marina and Jarangelinopa's faces.

"Alright, lesboes, lets go do this thing."

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