The Twins Next Door

Party

Today is my first day at Eastwood and it's all about first impressions so I have to look my best. I shower, do my hair and make up before getting breakfast and getting in my car.

Arriving at the school I see a group of girls who look nice enough so I park my car and get out, walking over to them.

Suddenly, an arm comes over my shoulders and I'm escorted to the side. "I don't think you want to go there." Grayson says.

"Yeah, you don't come across as the bitchy cheerleading type." Ethan adds.

"They're cheerleaders?" I question. "My radar is way off."

The bell rings and the twins escort me to class. "I'm Tessa." A girl introduces from the seat next to me. "I know it's not easy being the new kid."

"I'm Kristen."

"What a pretty name." She smiles. "Has anyone invited you to tonight's big party?"

"Yeah, Grayson." I reply.

"Ooh. So are you guys a thing now or..?"

"No." I say. "I just met him two days ago."

The end of the day comes around soon enough and Tessa seems to be the only friend I made which is odd for me since I'm usually really sociable, I just couldn't get the twins off my mind all day and ended up mainly hanging with them.

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When I get home I take another shower, this place is only three and a half hours away from my old area but it's way hotter here.

After I dry my hair, leaving it in its natural messy blonde state and do my make up before picking out an outfit and hyping myself up for the party, and by that I mean give myself an anxiety attack about meeting new people.

"Are you ready to go?" Grayson asks from my doorstep.

"Yep." I smile. "So who is throwing this party?"

"He's called Matt, a complete tool because he's the captain of the football team but he throws great parties." Ethan explains.

"Fair enough." I laugh. "Shot gun!"

"I don't think so." Ethan smirks.

"Well I'm driving." Grayson scoffs, showing the keys.

"Cool get in." Ethan orders.

"I called shotgun, I get to ride passenger." I state, standing in front of the car.

"I'll fight you for it." Ethan smirks, closing in on me. "Or you could sit on my lap." He whispers.

"Shot gun means shot gun." Grayson speaks up, pushing Ethan away and opening the door for me to get in.

Soon we arrive at the house, I can see vibrant lights and hear loud music already; I had no idea how crazy this party was going to be. We enter and already I can see all sorts of things parties never had at my old town.

"Do you want to dance?" Ethan asks me.

"I'd love to." I reply. "Grayson, would you like to dance with me?"

"Of course." He takes my hand and pulls me over to the dance floor as we both smirk at Ethan.

"So have you guys lived here all your life?" I ask.

"Pretty much." Grayson replies. At the end of the song Grayson dips me down and I can't help but stare into his enchanting brown eyes but the moment is cut short by Ethan.

"I think it's my turn to dance now." Ethan says.

"Looks like it." I say as Grayson pulls me up from the dip.

"I'll get us some drinks." Grayson says before making his way over to the bar.

Ethan takes my hands and puts them on his body before grabbing my waist and pulling me in close to him. "So tell me, how many girls have you danced with like this?" I ask him.

"Not as many as you may think." He replies.

For the whole night I'm happy for once, both Ethan and Grayson stay around me the whole night which is actually quite reassuring.

"So do you, Ethan and Grayson have a threesome thing going on or something?" Ashley, one of the cheerleaders ask.

"What! No. They're just really kind and welcoming. Your school is kind of intimidating and I don't know what I would of done without them." I explain.

"How sweet." She says, rolling her eyes to the left. "Well some of us have our eyes on them so put in a good word for us."

With that said the whole cheerleading squad retreats to the corner of the room which they've claimed for themselves. Glad they've gone, I make my way back over to Ethan who is sat at the bar as Grayson uses the men's room.

"You want another drink?" Ethan asks.

"I'll stick with my water thanks." I reply.

"You've been on water all night." Ethan scoffs.

"I'm not a good drunk, I'm kind of pathetic actually."

"More pathetic than someone who comes to a party and drinks water?" He questions.

"Point taken." I chuckle. "You're a bad influence on me."

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