Doll Face // Calum Hood

4. Do Penguins Have Feelings?

Quinn
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Monica eventually pulled up onto the curb outside of Ciara's house. The music was loud enough that I could hear it from outside.

I was nervous, I had never been to an actual high school party. I mean sure, I've been to a few birthday parties but nothing like this. There was always parental supervision at those parties, and no illegal substances. And I doubt that this party had any clowns.

I looked over at Monica, of course she wouldn't be nervous. She's basically known for partying. I still didn't understand how we were such good friends if we were polar opposites.

"Ready, babe?" She smirked, opening her car door and stepping out, shutting it behind her. I opened the passenger door and stepped out, letting out a sigh before closing the door.

"As ready as I'll ever be."

As soon as we stepped into the house you could smell the alcohol. It was obvious this was not going to be a sober night, even if I tried.

I had never drank much before, my mom would let me take sips of her drinks every now and then but I never went out of my way to get my hands on anything. And I know Dani and Monica wouldn't let me go without trying some weird mixture of liquids tonight.

"I'm going to find Dani and Harry!" Monica yelled over the music, I could barely hear her it was so loud. I nodded but she didn't see or didn't care, she was already walking away.

I scanned the crowd of people, some of the faces were recognizable although most of them weren't. Everyone seemed to know each other and I was starting to feel out of place.

"Weird to see you here, you're Quinn right?" A deep voice behind me said, I turned around and came face to face with Monica's boyfriend, Zayn. I had heard a lot about him from Monica but I had never seen him in person.

Zayn was the typical bad boy. He has dark hair, dark eyes, and lots of tattoos. He was dressed in dark jeans with a dark shirt, his hair was messily styled. I would be lying if I said he wasn't hot, but he was dating Monica. She had good taste.

"Yeah, I thought maybe I'd see what the party life was for a change." I awkwardly laughed, hoping my friends would show back up. This was extremely awkward.

Zayn tilted his head and then shook his head. I guess I wasn't making a good first impression. Or he was impressed that I was even here.

"Where's Monica? You came with her, right?" He scanned the crowd, looking for a certain brunette.

"She went to go find Dani so I think she's with Harry," I looked around as well. "Wherever they are."

"I'll check the kitchen, care to come with?" He locked arms with me. "I'll make sure you don't let lost, I promise."

I smiled sheepishly, letting Zayn guide the way. He seemed like a good guy.

Zayn had been right about the kitchen. The three of them were huddled around the center counter, pouring atleast 3 different alcohols together.

I don't think they got the memo of drinking responsibly. One of them was going to be ending up near a toilet at the end of the night.

"Thought you idiots would be in here." Zayn smirked and wrapped his arm around Monica's waist, looking to see what kind of concoction they were making.