The bad boy's baby

Chapter 2 - The Party

A/N: This is what I imagine their dresses too look like...

I climbed into Amber's car and I was greeted by Emily pulling me into the back of the small car. "Hi!" They both screeched excitedly. "Hi!" I giggled. We drove to the mall to pick out our new outfits for the party. I picked out a white dress and white heels, Emily picked out a black dress and black heels and Amber picked a red dress and white heels. Funnily enough it was the same dress in different colors and like wise with the heels. I was not looking forward to tonight. Jason was the most popular boy in school. Scrap that the most popular person. I had never even spoke to him yet we were going to his party.

I ran up the stairs when I had been dropped off at my house. I jumped in the shower and seen a box of hair dye on the side of the unit. I picked it up it was chocolate brown. I looked at my own dull blonde hair and decided I would use it. After 40 minutes I washed, dried and straightened my newly colored hair. I gathered all my makeup together and my clothes. I received an inbox, it was the group chat:

Amber: You ready yet girls?

Me: Nope... I need to look gooood

Emily: I'm nearly done

Amber: Be ready in one hour I will meet you both outside the house! 

I scrambled to my dresser and put my makeup on. Damn! I smudged my eyeliner. Just great! I wiped it off and started again. After 45 minutes I was ready and raring to go. I grabbed my purse and teetered through the kitchen stumbling like a deer on ice. I also picked up a bottle of Vodka. I was gonna need it. I text the girls and strolled down the street to Jason's. I seen my girls waiting for me. "Come on slow coach! It's drinking time!" Emily screeched. I did a small jog as fast as my heels would let me go. I held onto them in case I fell over. 

The party was already in full swing. Full of drunken teenagers. I smiled as I walked over to the drinks table and poured as much alcohol into the glass as I could. "Take it easy," Amber laughed as she poured herself a glass. I looked around the room taking into account who was here. I couldn't see any boys from our class. Maybe they were late? Josh come behind me and hugged me, "You look amazing!" he grinned. "Thank you," I said as I winked at him. 

I seen the look that the girls exchanged but I'm not interested in Josh he's my friend. I took a sip from my glass grimacing at the taste. Someone clearly mixed everything together. I managed to find us somewhere to stand near the patio doors. "So, I wonder where Jason is?" Emily asked curiously. I shrugged my shoulders. To be honest he should be here it is his party I thought to myself. I pulled my dress down so that I wasn't flashing the whole room. That's when I heard it. Loads of footsteps came thundering down the stairs in the hallway. It was the full football team, Jason included. A huge cheer erupted from the crowd including myself. Wow! He was gorgeous! He would never fall for anyone like me.

Girls were hanging on him as though he would disappear if they let go. "He's gorgeous!" Emily sighed as she stared at him. I nudged her, "Snap out of it!" I giggled trying to compete with the sound of the music. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. "My god!" Amber said as she slapped me. I whimpered, "What was that for?!" She laughed and it was then I knew why. I was literally staring at Jason.

Luke came walking over to us, "Hey ladies, looking beautiful as always," He winked. I sighed. "Thank you," Amber and Emily replied in unison. I grabbed my drink and left the girls while they were distracted by Luke. I headed in the direction of the door to have a cigarette when two women come over to me, "And who are you?" they laughed, "Clearly a loner," the other one sneered. "Isabella..." I replied pissed they had the cheek to ask who I was. I pushed past them and went outside, I could hear them slagging me off. I didn't care. 

I stood alone, enjoying the peace when I spotted Jason. I pulled my dress down and played with my hair until it went into the place I wanted it to. "Hey, got a light?" He asked. I gasped. He asked me. Me. Calm down Isabella! I thought to myself it's just a lighter. He chuckled, "Do you have one or not?" I blushed noticing I had stood there like an idiot. "Yes sorry," I laughed nervously passing him my lighter. "So, what's your name?" He asked grinning. I pushed my hair out of my face, "Isabella." 

His grin grew even bigger, "That's a beautiful name,"