Chapter 3: Let's get mortal

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Haley and I don't bother changing and go to the party. It started at ten, but we only left at eleven because who the fuck goes to parties on time. We walk through the door and all eyes fall on us. Yes, I admit we are drop dead gorgeous so I guess they can continue to stare. Haley and I walk in with resting bitch faces. Tyler signals us across the room and we walk to him. His standing with Jason and Fabian by the pool table.

"Damn you guys look good." He scans our bodies before hugging us.

"You say that like your surprised." I say sarcastically.

We greet Jason and Fabian with hugs.

"Aren't you guys going to be gentlemen and get us drinks?" I say bluntly

They both look confused and apologize. "Sorry Brooklyn, I'll get you immediately. What do you drink?" Fabian asks worriedly

"Poison. That's what she loves." I hear a familiar voice and turn around to find myself looking at Hunter who's behind me with a smirk on his face. Jason and Fabian try not to laugh at Hunter's remark. Haley jumps into his arms and he squeezes her tight.

"Hey baby." He says which makes Haley smile and make me want to throw up.

"You don't need poison to kill me, because being in your presence makes me suicidal anyway." I shrug my shoulders and give a fake smile before I walk away.

Hunter and I have never seen eye to eye for the past few years knowing each other. His a bad boy with an ego too big for the both of us. His good looks may attract females but his personality is what bores them and the size of his dick is what sends them running. He and I would argue the reasons to why they run, I would say because it's too small and he would say it's too big.

"Hey Brooklyn!" Three girls over at the couch wave to me and suddenly comes my way just because I wave back.

"You look so pretty!" The short red head comments.

"Thank you . I love compliments." I brag.

My attention is drawn away from them when I notice a boy by the bar staring at me. I try not to look at him, but he won't stop and I'm caught looking at him every few seconds. I sigh and excuse myself from the girls. I walk his direction and he has a slight smirk like he won, but the moment I'm close to him I turn left and put my arms around the first guy I see's waist. Unfortunately it is Dylan, my ex. He glances behind him and smiles, but the four girls in front of him doesn't seem to happy about it and they all shoot my dirty looks.

"To what do I owe the pleasure Brook." He smiles.

"Shut up, I'm making a boy jealous."

"Is he hotter than me?" He questions

I glance over at this boy by the bar and notice his sleek black hair, hazel eyes and cute smile. I look to Dylan with his blonde hair, blue eyes and killer jawline. "Mm.. Call it a tie?" I say softly

The girls get the impression that Dylan and I are together and walks away.

"Let me see, where's he? By the way you ruined me scoring those girls."

"Okay, I ll show you. Turn around and grab my waist." I instruct and he does so.

Dylan glances his way over to the boy at the bar and nods his head. "His alright I guess, if you into that type."

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