Vanessa's POV
I sang alone to the song.
Falala
You can do it
You can do it anytime
Falalala
I danced on the dance floor with Jen my best friend. I took a drink from my red cup and continued dancing.
Jen: Don't let your dad catch you!
I laughed.
Vanessa: Don't worry he is away for business!
I turned around and spotted a cute boy. He looked at me and came over.
Boy: hey beautiful
Vanessa: hey cutie
He pulled me away from the drunk people dancing and tripping over them self to the back of Jen's house. He pinned me up on the walk and began to kiss my neck. I moan in the process. He reached for my ass and squeezed it. I let out a small squeak.
Boy:you like that don't you Mrs. Presidents Daughter
Vanessa: call me Vanessa
Boy: Vanessa miller?
Vanessa: no miller..just Vanessa
He reached for the button of my pants and began to unbutton it. Suddenly I felt him remove himself from me. I opened my eyes and saw him on the floor. I looked up and saw a man with a black suit and shades on. Shit.
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Vanessa: IT WAS JUST A GET TOGETHER IT WAS NOTHING
I screamed at my dad, aka Mr. President of the United States.
Mr.P: VANESSA YOU CANT BE DOING THIS ANYMORE HAVE YOU SEEN YOURSELF ON EVERY NEWSPAPER!
Vanessa: YES I HAVE AND GUESS WHAT I DONT CARE!
Mr.P: THAT IS IT YOU ARE GROUNDED!
Vanessa: YOU CANT DO THIS!
Mr.P: I JUST DID!
Vanessa: UGH I HATE YOU!
I stormed out of his office and ran to my room slamming the door behind me.
