The Players' Bedroom

House Warming Party

*Up there is how I pictured Megan Wright*

Megan's POV

"Megs! Have you seen my phone? I can't find it anywhere" Perry whined. I swear that girl is going to be the death of me. She's been whining for like the last couple of minutes and its driving me insane.
"I saw you put it in your brown duffel bag. Maybe its in there" I sighed.
She rummaged through it and quickly brought her hand up to show me her cell tightly grasped in her palms and a stupid grin plastered on her face.
"Sorry. I forgot that I placed it in there".
She apologized, I shrugged and continued to unpack my stuff.
Blake walked in with her suitcase and started unloading. Blake, Perry and I came from the same school as we're best friends since middle school and so we've decided to apply to the same university. We moved into the same dorm and are currently unpacking/decorating our room.

"Yo. Do you guys know that we are invited to a party tonight?" Blake enquired, looking at me and Perry excitedly.
"Nope"
Perry replied looking quizzically at me    
"Me neither" I said.

"Well ladies, get ready and wear something sexy coz everyone's going to be there, even Taylor Jordan and I hear she doesn't attend parties often"

"Who is this Taylor Jordan anyway?" I asked.

"She's the most popular girl here and she's not even a senior, her parents owns the biggest pharmaceutical company in the state and are shareholders in almost every company here, she speaks nine languages, lived in eight different countries by the age of seventeen, six foot one and pretty fucking hot too"
Blake said in a dreamy tone. As you may have understood by now, Blake is bisexual. Perry is as straight as a pole and as for myself, I don't really know. I've dated guys before but none of them gave that spark or the butterflies in your stomach kinda feeling. Being in a same-sex relationship is kinda foreign to me as I have never been with a girl.

"Woah girl, how'd you know all of this? We just got here" I laughed.

"I met my cousin Jason at the quad, he was the one who invited us to attend the party plus supplied me with info regarding Taylor Jordan"

After all the unpacking, we quickly got dressed. I wore a short denim shorts and a loose black shirt that exposed a little bit of my skin. We arrived at the quad an hour late and by the looks of it, people were already drunk. Music blared from somewhere across us while people danced sensually against each other, red plastic solo cups lay everywhere.

"Now this is a party" Blake grinned "I'm gonna go find something to drink"

"Wait for me" Perry called. "Megan? You coming?"

"Go ahead. I'll catch up later" I yelled.

After they left, I walked towards a keg that was close by. A girl was giving some guy a lap dance beside it. I got myself a plastic cup that was on a table and filled it with alcohol. Taking my drink I walked around, watching people spilling their drinks cause they were too drunk or slurring. Until I bumped into someone's back which caused them to spill their drink onto someone standing in front of them. "What the fuck Taylor?!!"

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry, I didn't see you" I rushed.

The person turned and looked down at me. And from that moment something sparked in me. Her eyes were alluringly steel-colored against her light brown skin. Her frizzy hair, held up by a red bandana. She wore a gray v-neck over tight navy blue denim ripped jeans and black ankle combat boots. I got completely lost in her eyes that I must have spaced out because she started waving her hands in front of my face.

"W-What?" I stammered

"I said its okay, don't worry about it" she laughed. "I’m Taylor by the way. Taylor Jordan" she spoke in a deep but yet feminine voice, holding out her hand. And then it clicked. Taylor Jordan. Rich, popular, six foot one and good looking.

"I-I I'm" I stuttered. Get your shit together Megan, this is no way to make a first impression.

"Taylor!" The girl who screamed earlier when I bumped into Taylor interrupted.

"My blouse! Its ruined ugh what am I going to do" she whined in a heavy accent.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Stop talking, you're making the situation worse" she spat back then muttered something in Russian.

"Babe I'm pretty sure she didn't mean for all of this to happen" Taylor started wiping the girls' blouse.

Babe?

"Why are you defending her? And why were you two talking? I'm your girlfriend here, you're supposed to talk to me only"  she snaked her arms around Taylor's neck and pulled her face close so that their bodies were pressed against each other.

"I know Nina , but it was accidental. Even I bump into random people"

"Ugh" she huffed and roughly pushed Taylor while walking away.

I stood there awkwardly and pretended I didn't hear them. She walked towards me and smiled "That was Nina. She's pretty stubborn but she's a good person"

"I'm Megan, my name is Megan" I looked at her. She smiled and nodded. While taking a swig from a vodka bottle she picked up on a table nearby.

"Nice meeting you, I'm afraid I have to go after her" she sighed and motioned towards Nina who was now downing jello shots a few feet away while looking at us. Taylor didn't wait for my reply as she was already walking over to where Nina was. And as soon as she did, Nina grabbed her shirt and smashed her lips onto Taylors.

At the sight of that, I felt something I haven't felt before. Jealousy.

Nina's POV

I giggled as Taylor slipped her tongue out and kissed my nose which is cute.
"You know, nobody owns my heart as much you do" she spoke gently, her grey eyes looking deeply into my blue ones

"I know that" I leaned onto her, resting my head on her chest.
My eyes suddenly caught the girl who bumped Taylor earlier downing a shot and then turned to look at us.
And then I became certain about one thing, and that is; I hate the way she looks at Taylor and I hate her entire existence.