Just had this random story pop into my head... wrote it down...thought someone on here might like it....enjoy
Chapter one~~
It takes years to live; it only takes seconds to die.
Music pumped through the air, charging everything in the building with its unending energy. I sat wearily at the table me and Phoebe had snagged, I'd never been to a party like this and I wasn't sure why fee liked them. My eyes flicked over to her, dancing with a group of guys in a very sluttish fashion, her abdomen grinding with theirs, her limbs twining with each guy, what was the pleasure in that? I don't see the enticement in bumping and grinding with some guys. Sighing I turned around, lazily swiping up my water and observing the crowd and surroundings with my wandering jade eyes.
Pointless. This whole party, pointless. Why was I even here? Oh right, fee had loaded my head with all this talk about exposing yourself to the world, again, pointless. Just thinking about it made me snort softly as I set my glass down, sometimes fee could be such a water brain, okay most of the time. Oh, and for the record I was not fooled by the 'it's just a party' speech she had scraped up, I'm not stupid, I know a club when I see one, thank you very much.
From the corner of my eye I could see phoebe squatting lower and lower, running seductive hands through her golden hair in a very suggestive way. One guy stood behind her, grinning and running his hands up the length of her body. I turned away, hadn't anyone bothered to tell fee that guys were raving hormone driven animals? From the moans fee was currently omitting my guess was that that was highly unlikely.
I bit my lip, should I interfere? No, I probably shouldn't- a squeal pierced my hearing and I spun around, great. Fee had decided to have a public spit exchange; with all of five guys. Again I sighed. Brilliant fee just brilliant! I leave you alone on the dance floor and you go and start making out with half the guys at the club! Okay so that was an overstatement- or was it? Before my eyes more guys began gathering round, like bee's to honey.
A bad ass looking type held a glass of liquid to her lips, caressing her cheek as she gulped it down thirstily. Oh bad, bad, bad! I lurched to my feet, just like fee to down a drink without knowing what was in it. In a flash I was expertly weaving between people towards her, dodging party goers as they danced unsteadily. Then I was within the tight fold of guys grabbing hold of fee's arm.
"Sorry guys, fee's got to take a quick rest." I tugged her out of the unwilling knot and lugged her over to the table, where I shoved her roughly into a seat. She laughed foolishly and tried to get back up. "No," I said pushing her firmly back down, "rest for a minute, will you?"
"Oh Ray!" she said breathlessly, I rolled my eyes at her nickname for raven, "You need to try it, the parties just, so alive out there! You can really live!"
"Yeah I saw you living out there," I muttered under my breath. "Listen can you lay off the smoochy business for a while," I asked, "I mean we're only sixteen and-"
"Correction you're only sixteen," Fee cut in, "I'm seventeen!"
"Yes that makes a lot of difference Fee," I said sarcastically, "C'mon just for once, pleazze? Just this Saturday night?"
Fee sighed dejectedly and I put on a pout. That got her. "Okay, okay but only this Saturday!" she half laughed, standing up. "Now if you'll excuse me little miss good girl, my posse awaits." With that she headed back into the jungle of bodies and was almost immediately incased back within her circle of admirers.
A sigh escaped my lips, and I tossed my ironically raven black hair over one shoulder. Yes it was very funny that I was named after the color of my hair, and fee loved to remind me of it. I sipped at my water, slowly nursing it so I wouldn't have to get more soon.
