^This is the dress she is wear, but the girl isn't Marcella.
"Great, now go get ready. We are leaving in twenty mintues." He smiled then walked away.
I closed my door and headed into my bathroom to quickly apply some makeup. I grabbed my straighten iron and plugged it in and set up my makeup. I applied some mascara and eyeliner than I applied eye shadow. That's all I really needed. I then processed to straighten my hair. Once it was finished, I heard knocks at my door.
"Come on already. It's been twenty- five minutes." Andrew yelled from the other side.
I went into my closet and pulled out my black lacey dress and pulled it now, then grabbed some black high heels and put them on. I opened the door to reveal myself. He looked me up and down in amazement.
"What? Do I look okay?" I asked, looking down at myself.
"Yeah, you look...great. Lets go" He shook his head and grabbed my wrist pulling my out the house and into his car.
The car ride was silent, and not to mention a little uncomfortable. But when we finally arrived he pulled into a spot and got out. I followed after him and took a look at James's house that was crowded with the whole high school, and blaring music.
"This is a high school party... I can cross this off my bucket list." I joked, He looked at me and rolled his eye's as he noticed my tone.
"Just try to have fun, prude." He stated and walked into the house.
I let out a heavy sigh as I headed up the stairs that held into the house. I went in and all the girls were grinding on each other and the guys. I almost puked.
I saw Patty sitting in the corner by herself, she noticed me and glared at me as she got up and went to another room. Well geez.. I thought.
I looked around and decided to check out the kitchen. I squeezed through some people and finally made it into James's kitchen.. James stood by his sink, laughing and talking to his friends, Alex and Kevin. They noticed me, and stared me down.
"Well well, look what we have here. Miss Marcella Walker." Kevin smiled.
"Looking hot Marcella." Alex winked at me. I Smiled.
"Thanks" I said, grabbing some punch they had laid out. James stood still, not moving a muscle.
To be honest I've had a huge crush on James since the eighth grade. Watching him look at me in awe was the best thing ever. I smiled at him as I took a sip.
"Yeah, you look great." James looked me up and down.
My smile was plastered all over my face, I couldn't hid it. It felt so great to be noticed by him. But like all great things, it was going to end bad.
The punch didn't taste right, my vision became to become blurry and I felt something wash over me. Was this the feeling of being drunk? I felt completely happy and relaxed, if this was being drunk then I completely understand why they like it so much.
I got so pumped with the music that I pulled my shoes off and started to dance like the other girls, as I grinded on James he took my hand and lead me upstairs into his room.
I felt so hyped that I jumped on his bed and jumped on it, laughing. James walked over to me and pulled me down, when I realized he was on top of me I tried pushing him off but he wouldn't.
"Come on babe, this is what you've been dreaming of, isn't it?" He spoke as he trailed my neck with his mouth.
"No please get off me!" I screamed, he didn't listen and continued to trace my neck.
I tried to push him off me but nothing I did seemed to work, I let a couple of tears slide down my cheeks.
"GET OFF HER JAMES!" A voice yelled, as James was yanked off me.

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The Love Between Us
FantasíaMarcella Walker, just an average sixteen year old. Smart, Beautiful and kind, only thing different is she is Pure. Her father died in a car crash when she was only five years old. Her mother just now married a man who she has worked with for only a...