My Wolf Life [ON HOLD]

Chapter 10

Ashlyn's P.O.V.

I wasn't going to let one mishap ruin my birthday. It was eight already and France was in my room getting ready. She was wearing a bright red, shiny cocktail dress. She was also wearing a gold bowtie that matched her gold pumps. I was wearing a dark purple, sparkly cocktail dress with black, studded, ankle boots.

I went to the bathroom to put my make-up on. I put on a dark purple eye shadow. I also put on light pink lipstick. I put on mascara and eyeliner with a red blush to top it off. France came in and stared at me. "What? Does it look weird?" I said looking in the mirror. France shook her head violently then grinned. "No, you look fine. Actually you look hot." I smiled at her then she added "Of course not hotter than me, but still." I laughed.

She then pushed me out of my bathroom, slamming the door shut. I sat on my bed making my hair look awesome. After awhile she finally came out wearing a light pink blush with bright red lipstick. She had on eyeliner, mascara, and a gold, shimmery eye shadow. We looked awesome!!!

"You ready to go?" I asked grinning. "Oh, yeah." France said returning the smile. "Then let us be on our way." I said in a really bad British accent. We both laughed as we headed out my bedroom door.

We basically jumped down the stairs, jumping two at a time. We were talking about how much fun it was going to be when we walked straight into Carter. "And where do you think you girls are going?" He asked with his arms crossed over his chest. "Um, to the movies?" I said but it sounded more like a question. "Yeah, sure you are." He said rolling his eyes. I then had a brilliant idea. I whispered into France's ear telling her the plan. We looked back up at Carter then at the same time started doing the puppy dog face. Carter's face crumbled and he sighed mumbling "Fine." "Thank you, thank you, thank you." I said smiling and jumping up and down. "But you have to be back by twelve." He said.

I took France's hand and led her out the door. When we were outside we bursted into giggles. We got into my truck and headed into town. When we finally got there it was packed. We walked through the door and we were amazed. There were so many people. I just grinned and walked over to the bar with France right on my heels. "How are we going to get alcohol? We aren't legal yet." France said. I just flipped my hair over my shoulder and said "You shouldn't underestimate me. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve."

I walked over to the bar and leaned over it. I looked at the bar tender with a sexy smile on my face. I batted my eyelashes and leaned over more. He looked at me and smiled. "Hello. My name is Parker. What's yours?" He said in a flirtatious way. "Wouldn't you like to know?" I said just as flirtasiously.

He just grinned and said "Would you like something to drink?" I smiled. My plan was working. "Well, I would like something, but my friend and I aren't legal yet." I said using a sad/cute face motioning back at France. She nodded sadly. He smiled and said "It can be our little secret." He put a finger over his mouth. I smiled and thanked him.

I got a martini, while France got a cocktail. We had multiple drinks. When we were done drinking you could tell we were both pretty drunk. "Hey, let's go dance with those cute boys." I said giggling. France grinned and followed me. We went over to the guys just as Timber came on. We smiled at the guys and they grinned back. You could tell they were also drunk, but we didn't care. We just wanted to party.

France and I started grinding against the two guys. I looked in his eyes that were filled with lust. I pressed my body closer to him and put my fingers in his hair. He leaned in and started kissing me. I just stood there for what felt like hours making out with him.

Then I remembered Carter told us to be back at twelve. I pulled away and looked at the clock. It was already 12:36. "Oh, crap. France we gotta go." I pulled her off of the guy and ran out the door, but not before giving the guy my number.

I jumped into the car with France on my heels. I sped off to the house and made it there in ten minutes. I told France to take off her heels while I did the same. I told her that so you wouldn't hear our clacking heels.

I quietly opened the door and stepped inside. I looked around to see if anyone was up. The coast was clear. We quietly walked through the kitchen and made it to the stairs. I grinned because we hadn't gotten caught. We started going up the stairs when I heard "And where have you girls been?" Shit. It was Carter. "Um, the movies?" I said because that was the first thing that came to mind. He didn't laugh. "I told you to come home at twelve." He said using an authoritative voice. I was going to say that we had gotten carried away, but what he said pissed me off. He didn't own me. He can't tell me what to do.

"You know what. I'm sixteen and I can do what I want. You aren't my babysitter and you don't have the right to tell me what to do. It's my life and you aren't a part of it, so leave me alone." I yelled the last part not caring if I woke anyone up. I was pissed.

I ran up the stairs and into my room. I locked the door and jumped on my bed. I was tired and grumpy and I just fell asleep.