(a.n : there wont be many of these, but i want you to know that you can find the characters on my twitter @18slewis! Hope you like my story)
We rummage through our cases and our makeup bags quickly getting ready for this party. We have to make a good impression. I pick up a tight velvet black crop top. It was tight and long sleeved, complimenting my stomach and showing off my bellybutton piercing. I pull out a pair of dark denim jeans, and black combat boots. My outfit is ready, and I struggle to get my skinny jeans up my leg. After a little wiggling they come on my legs perfectly, and I throw the top over my head, adjustng it to feel comfortable. Once i'm dressed Carmen looks at me and pulls me into a hug.
"You look hot!" She exclaims, and I blush. I am not used to so many compliments, and it makes me feel a bit better about myself. I look over at Carmen who is wearing a neon pink top, like the orange one she was wearing yesterday. Her bottoms consist of high waisted ripped shorts, and black vans. She looked like the typical florida girl, tanned skin and long blonde hair.
"You look gorgeous, too!" I say and she smiles pulling her belly button length hair to one side. I pull out my eye liner and draw a line perfectly across my eyelid, ending both sides with a small wing. I shortly after apply mascara and hand it to Carmen.
"Wow, Baby! You're going to have to teach me how to perfect your eyeliner like that!" She says, applying a simple line across her large eye lids. I throw my hair into a loose fishtail braid, and sit on my bed, checking my phone.
"Jake : hey! One of the boys will be picking you up in five minutes!" I read. I check the time and he sent it about 7 minutes ago.
"Car, we gotta go! Jake sent one of the boys to pick us up and he's here!" I say, grabbing my phone and rushing out the door, Carmen following behind. We approach a tattooed boy in sweats and a tight t-shirt. He was a lot more attractive than Jake, and a smirk spread across his face.
"Woah, when Jake said I was going to pick up hot girls, I didn't expect you guys to be this hot...holy shit." He says eyeing me up and down, causing me to blush. Carmen introduces herself, and so do I. "I'm Louis!" He says, and we both smile, hopping into his forrest green jeep.
"Are these parties fun?" I ask, obviously never being to a college party. Louis looks in the rearview mirror, looking into my eyes. A wide smirk spreads across his handsome face, and he laughs.
"Ladies, if you stick with us, these will be the best fucking parties of your life."
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The room is crowded as we walk in. There are red solo cups, liquor, people dancing on tables, and girls making out. It's like I've been put into a typical college movie. Louis guides us through the smokey house, which smells like pot. As we walk past multiple rooms, I see people on top of each other, and people throwing up in bathrooms. Carmen grabs onto my hand so we don't get lost in the crowd Louis is trying to guide is through. Finally, at the end of the hallway, he knocks on a door. As the door opens a huge puff of smoke came at us, intoxicating my lungs. I coughed and Louis laughed, pulling us into the room and shutting the door.
"Baby, Carmen!" Jake says, and I greet him with a soft smile. I look over at a group of boys and one catches my attention, and he states at me deeply, causing me to get lost in his green eyes. For a moment I forget where I am, and the way he is staring at me causes butterflies to fly in my tummy. His hair is long and greasy pushed back, his eyes are a dark green, and his jaw is well structured. He is wearing a plaid t shirt with the buttons undone, revealing swallows and butterflies inked on his tanned skin.
"Baby, introduce yourself." Carmen says, nudging me and I shake out of my thoughts. Everybody was looking at me, and I couldn't help but blush.
"Hey, I'm Baby." I say shyly, and all the boys say hi. They pull out more weed, and I immediately feel uncomfortable, considering I have never smoked before. I sit on the edge of a bed, and Carmen hops on my lap. She hands me a cup, and I take a sip. The burning liquor of vodka slides down my throat and I crave more of the burn. I take another sip, beginning to feel a little light headed.
