Psychotic Bitches

Chapter 1- A shitty start

I'm dancing to some seriously good music at my best friend, Layla's party. Her parties are always the bomb and one of us throw one every Friday night. Almost everybody at school attends our parties and even some people from the college nearby come as well. We are what you may call popular people. When the music finishes, I walked into the kitchen to get something to drink.

Halfway through the dance floor, I smacked into a hard chest. I would have fallen down if it wasn't for the strong arms that suddenly caught me.

Looking up, I saw the light blue eyes of my best guy friend, Brent.
"Thanks Brent." I said quickly composing myself.

"No problem Blaire. Just remember that the night have just started. No need to get drunk so fast." He said smirking.

"Are you saying that I'm drunk?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying."

"Whatever weirdo. So have you seen Layla? I haven't seen her since I got here."

"The last time I saw her, she was hiding from Jake. He said that he had a vibrator and wanted to try it out on her." He said chuckling lowly.

Jake is Layla's boyfriend that she was trying to break up with but didn't know how to do it, I quote 'nicely'. Stupid pig won't leave the poor girl alone.

"Poor Layla. Jake just doesnt understand that when a girl says no, she means no."

"Oh that's true. I learnt it the hard way though." He says looking thoughtful for a second.

Before I could say something, two girls suddenly appeared on either side of Brent asking me if they could borrow him for something.

Knowing exactly what they were talking about, I told them sure and not even two seconds later they were already half way up the stairs with Brent trailing behind them.
Fucking whores, I mumbled under my breath making my way to the kitchen.

I bent into the fridge looking at the contents inside.

I hard smack to the butt had me jumping in mid air, making me smack my head in the fridge in the process.

Turning around I came face to face with a laughing Layla.

"?Que diablos Layla? Dear de reír " I said in frustration. We both spoke Spanish and may just talk in that language sometimes.

"Lo siento Blair pero tu reacciòn no tuvo precio." she said trying to contain her laughter.

"Why did you have to do that?"

"I don't know. It just seemed so right at the time. And trust me it was totally worth it. Your looking hot by the way." I was wearing leather shorts, a blood red crop top that showed half of my toned chest and the top of my cleavage with a pair of my favorite strapless black heels. For makeup I had done a smoke eye with thick mascara and had on a blood red lip stick.

"As if I could compete with you" Layla had on a short leather skirt, a blood red off the shoulder blouse and a pair of strapless black heels. We totally planned to match.

"Stop lying. We both know that you are the hot one."

"Ugh whatever" I said taking out a bottle of vodka out of the fridge.

"So I see that we are drinking heavy tonight" Layla said glancing at the bottle in my hand.

"Yeah. I broke up with Eric today and I just want to let loose tonight."
Eric was my boyfriend for seven months that I broke up with after I caught him making out with Emily the school slut. After seeing this I kick both their asses and just ended it with him, not even shedding one tear.

"Well go big or go home I guess." Layla said also taking a bottle.
See that is one thing that I love about Layla. She would support you always and will be there to help you in any situation.

"So what are we still doing here? LETS PARTY!" Layla shouted dragging me to the dancefloor.

Layla pulled me into her arms and started dancing around me.
We started grinding against each other while we laughed histerically.

A new song came on, with a bit more base and a much more sexier tune.
Me and Layla were getting into it more than anyone else on the dance floor.
Some guys thought it was hot seeing two girls grinding on each other and stopped to watch us for a moment. We were getting sweaty now, but it didn't stop us from grinding up against each other. We were laughing together as we both got in to the music, taking drinks now and then from our bottles.

By midnight we were both dancing on a table top and shouting some lyrics of a song that was playing with almost empty vodka bottles in our hands.

As the music came to a stop we both jumped off the table and made our way to the bathroom.
After emptying our bladders and fixing up our make up we made our way out the bathroom in deep conversation when we noticed that the music has stopped and everyone was surrounding
only what could be a fight.

Sighing heavily we made our way to the middle to see none other than Eric beating up a poor little freshman boy.

"What the fuck Eric. Stop it!" I shouted pulling at his arm.

"Get the hell off me you fucking bitch!"

The fucker had the decency to punch me in the face and then went back to beating the hell out of the poor freshman kid.

While I was gathering myself, Layla kicked him off the boy and pulled the boy off the floor.
Just as he was about the pounce on her, the heels of my stiletto connected with his family jewels and he fell to the floor groaning and holding up his shin. Nobody was even helping, just cheering and videoing the scene like fucking idiots.

"Fucking bitch."said a gruff voice from below. Looking down at Eric, I see him trying to get up, with a knife in his left hand and his right hand still holding his crotch.

I gave him another kick that made him drop the knife and hold his crotch with both his hands. Fucking pussy, I thought aloud, earning a low growl and death glare from Eric
Stradding his hips I picked up the knife and held it at his throat. Just as I was about to slit his scrawny neck a blonde shouted to the crowd that the cops were coming. Before anyone could react, the front door bust open, revealing three uniformed officers with dogs on leashes.

"Put your hands behind your heads and fall to the ground." The one that came in first said.

We all did as we were told and soon we were all handcuffed and bundled into separate police cars and was transported to the police station.

Spoil sports, I thought to myself. I never get to have fun.

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Hey lovely people. Hope you enjoyed the very first chapter of my very first book on Wattpad

Sorry if it's a bit short and boring but i promise that I will try to spice it up a bit in the upcoming chapters.

I have a tendency to either make things go too slow or too fast when I'm writing so sorry for any problems that some of you may be having.

Please note that this is unedited and was written in less than an hour.

Love y'all and i hope that you keep being beautiful.