Four-eyed Beauty

Life of the party

Welcome to the whirlpool of confusion, things are about to get messy from here on out but I promise that it will be interesting! I hope so J

I want to dedicate this story to Zachi Jin Cruz.....My twin (my look alike boy version) :)) <3 coz I told him to read my story so he better read it till here to see my dedication :))

Love you bro! 

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Chapter 5: Life of the party

Taylors’ POV

Saturday night 11:00

The dance floor was packed, full of strangers that was too drunk to even care who they were grinding with, the house was already trashed pretty badly and if this was a just some house in a village we would have been raided hours ago by the cops but lucky for us this was one swank mansion on top of a hill a bit far from the neighbors.

It was Saturday night which meant Party night but today was a very rare party, it was twice as big than the usual parties I go to, since it was Stacey Martin’s party, the hot rich babe from the other school, we met once or thrice in parties and ever since we hanged out every now and then in the same crowd. How could we not? We were both popular.

Couples were making out up stairs, and others were goofing off by the pool, beer pong was being played in the kitchen. I sat on the nearest couch next to Jeff who was staring blankly at the crowd.

I wasn’t really planning on going to this party because of the talk me and Olivia had yesterday bummed the crap out of me, I needed to get back in the game and work my ass off and prove her I wasn’t a wimp for Christ sake not drinking away my abs and earning myself a god damn beer belly. Her words were still in my head, demanding for an answer. Why play if you're not going to take it seriously?

Fudge. I was already here so might as well enjoy it but how could I when my best friend next to me was seemed as bummed as I was and as usual had no intentions of telling me why, so I also had no intention of telling my side of the story. But I care for Jeff I guess.

“Dude, what’s wrong with you? Are you drunk? You didn’t even drink that much.” I said slapping his back, he was in a terrible mood but from what I remember he was the one who insisted we come.

I haven’t even drunk that much to get wasted because of his terrible mood a bit tipsy but nothing much.

I needed to have some fun and loosen up.

I drank the rest of my beer and slouched beside him, this was getting boring and most of the girls are already too wasted to even look that attractive to flirt with. So why not join them?

I grab the beer of the guy next to me and drink it all the way, the guy didn’t even care and grabbed a new one from the table, I reach out to grab my own and drink it all the way. The burn of the alcohol and the heat that everyone gave off was finally getting to me but not enough. I reach out for another but took my time drinking this one as my eyes wandered off at the heated dance floor, people were jumping around and screaming the lyrics of the song. I was really getting bummed about this, Jeff was really putting a toll on me and I can’t seem to shake it off.

The unfamiliar crowd was tempting me to go in and pick up something along the way or someone. My eyes lingered on the middle of the dance floor, a second longer when realization dawned on me at who I was staring at so I wanted to confirm myself if I was right.

I quickly stood up as adrenaline pumped into my veins. I drank the beer straight burning my throat even further. I wasn’t really sure if I was drunk already, I guess not yet but soon.