The Exchange Student, the Pop Prince and the Raffle Tickets

Chapter Six: The Disguise isn't working

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As soon as I heard the room quickly filled with girls squealing I knew that this was it. Bindi was about to meet Grey Leonne.  

I felt his presence before I looked up. "This seat's taken." I told him firmly.  

"Oh thanks." I caught him giving me a cheeky daredevil smile. As usual, he looked good in a dark purple jumper and jeans, his bed-head hair looked more coiffed today. 

I glanced around quickly only to see 13 very pissed off girls glaring at me with absolute jealousy.  

"Oh, I'm sorry but you're in my seat." 

I froze staring at Grey turning round about to face Bindi.  

"You." 

"You." 

And here we go, I thought sarcastically. 

Grey swung back round to me. "You!" 

I clapped him. "Well done, superman." 

"Well this changes things..." I thought I saw hurt in Grey's eyes. In Bindi's were pure hatred. Grey stared at Bindi.  

"Changes what? Bindi isn't a fan, agreed but what change is there?" I think I was hurt by that comment.  

Grey just shook his head. Before I could ask Grey anymore he stood up. Hundreds of eyes stared at him as he walked past empty seats to sit next to a boy, all dressed in black. Whispers erupted throughout the room. The boy looked up cautiously from his drawing to Grey. Grey nodded at him sat down only for the boy to give him a dirty look. Bindi sniggered beside me but I felt bad. I didn't know why this feeling came over me. We didn't even get on. So my only friend here had a go at Grey for wearing a purity ring. Sit him down with Eli's friends and they would do exactly the same. It only changed the fact that I we knew each other before Multi Media. I humphed thinking. I heard Bindi mutter good riddance beside me. I still needed to know why she hated him...

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The disguise isn't working. I'd know that lip-ring flicking anywhere. I had noticed him at least half an hour ago talking to random people. The blond wig, baseball cap and ray-bans were hiding his bedhead hair and blue eyes, but then again everyone thought he would be turning up as himself but that was typical. Of course he wouldn't, he'd be mobbed by girls all night.  

Though I had spotted Grey, I didn't want to say hello. The bottle of alcohol in my hand was more inviting, so I took another swig. I was a good drunk but I didn't do it often. Obviously, now I couldn't because the age limit was 21 but someone had snagged bottles of booze somewhere. I wasn't going to waste a perfect opportunity! I crammed 12 bottles into my bag that I had bought with me. Bindi was driving anyway. I was already on my fifth.  

I knew what I was like when I was drunk as I scanned the room for hot guys because I got pretty frisky. I saw a tall blond with blue eyes that was very cute. But tonight I wasn't into cute boys. I wanted a man. My eyes kept on looking over to Grey, really wanting to blow his cover, but a voice seemed to say that really I wanted to do some lip flicking of my own.  

So not true, I retorted back.  

Bindi was nowhere to be seen... Maybe I could... I checked out the way his ass looked in his jeans. 

Damm fine, was all I could think. It was the drink. The drink was taking over. I chugged the rest of the bottle liking the way it burned my throat, opened another and made my way over. 

"Well hello there Leonne." 

Grey quickly raised a finger to my lips. "Ssshhhh." He pushed me into a corner by where he was standing. "Oh, it's you." 

Well hi to you too sexy, I thought. Not really wanting to admit that I had just referred to him as sexy. He took a step backwards looking at me curiously. "How did you know?" 

"Well, let's just say sometimes tight things just stay in your mind." I tilted my head trying to see his ass smiling a little.  

"You're drunk." 

"Correction.' I stumbled on my really gorgeous black high heels. "Tipsy." 

"You look nice."  

I acknowledged the compliment by twirling around in my tight black dress. I never took compliments well. "So sexy, wanna get some fresh air?" Trying to give him a sexy smile. 

He nodded finishing off his beer. I handed him another. As we walked outside into the back garden I didn't see a lot of people about. Grey looked back to the house. "I've never been to one of these..." 

I didn't answer, too busy drinking.  

"A normal teen hormone filled house party. Where I get off with some random girl because I can in a really dark room, get naked then tell her I'm celibate."  

"Oh! Lady GaGa's celibate!" I interrupted. It was big news for me. 

Grey finished off his beer quickly throwing it in some bushes. He pulled a beer out of his back pocket (when did it get there?) turning to walk further into the darkness. I watched him go.  

"I wouldn't worry about it,' I called after him, "I never got to do that either!" 

I caught up with him. He was sitting on the ground taking off his wig and Ray-Bans but left the cap on.  

I plopped down next to him. "Well to be perfectly honest you're not old enough to drink..." 

"And you are?" He questioned. 

"I'm English. We drink at eighteen." 

I saw him nod. "Because that makes perfect sense..." He took a large drink before letting out a large burp. I giggled. 

I wanted to say that Grey wasn't going to miss out on anything. Some parties were epic, others were boring and some you got so drunk you end up in a pool of your own vomit. He laughed when I started to tell him about the first time I got drunk. He said he had never gotten that drunk before. We joked that I was if not one but the only reason not to get that drunk. It wasn't pretty and the hangovers were even worse. 

It was weird. I knew I was talking to a pop-star but I had forgotten. All of a sudden the arguments, cockiness and bitchiness towards Grey were gone and he was just a really good looking guy with a fine ass and eyes to get lost in.  

Suddenly, Grey jumped up throwing another bottle beside him saying he had to go. I looked up seeing Grey's outfit; black polo shirt, jeans and boots. Of course the whole outfit was designer.  

"You look, um, nice." I said. Really I wanted to say 'you look damm fine' but I went with nice. I couldn't have him thinking I fancied him, not yet anyways. 

He gave me a sexy smile. His eyes looked like light bulbs glistening in the dark. 

Damm fine, I thought again.  

Grey helped me up, I staggered a little in my heels and Grey held me round the waist to catch me. I swung round laughing my thanks. It hit me that we were really close together. Intimately close. 

We seemed to be locked in silence. I wanted to... I edged forwards to him rising onto my tiptoes. I really wanted to... I don't think we were breathing as I got closer and closer and...  

"See you back at school." I breathed near his lips. I tapped him twice on the forearm stepping out of his grasp. "Now, if you excuse me I'm going to find that fit guy I saw earlier on..." 

I turned back to the house leaving Grey Leonne dumbfounded. For once. 

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