Hanging with Boys (sequel to Boarding with Boys)

Hanging with Boys (6)

Hey! So like a few days ago, Boarding with Boys was like number 200 something on the whats hot list for like 2 days.... that may seem like nothing but i was soo happy. so that got me thinking and now i'm worried that this won't live up to the expectations to my boarding with boys fans. so i'm sorry if i disappoint you! Enjoy!

Samantha's POV

After I clicked the phone shut, I went into the closet to find something to wear to the party. I settled on my shorts, not Monica slut shorts but jean shorts that end just above the knee, and a button up purple shirt rolled up to my elbow. This was dressy for me. I brushed through my wet hair and blew dry it before putting it up in a braid. I bounded down the stairs to see my mom and dad talking in the kitchen with Uncle Carter. When they saw me, they stopped and my mom stood up.

"You look out of the ordinary. Anything planned?" she asked.

"Yeah, Cory's having a party. I promise I'll only be there for an hour," I said quickly. My mom nodded and dragged my upstairs to her room.

"It's a party, Sammy. Dress up a little," my mom said, disappearing in her closet. She came out a minute later with a white skirt and yellow blouse. I had to admit, it looked cute, but so not me. She ushered me into the bathroom and told me to change. I put the outfit on and glanced myself in the mirror. The soft yellow went well with my pale skin and the whole outfit made me a bit girly. The outfit with my braids made me look innocent, in a good way. I guess wearing something like this for Cory's party won't kill me, as long as I don't make it a habit. I came out and my mom smiled. She came out to me and pulled out a few strands of my hair and let it frame my face.

"My baby is so beautiful," she gushed. I held the urge to roll my eyes. "You're such a girl, Sammy. I wish you would wear things to flatter yourself." She sighed and left the room. I looked at the time and it was quarter to 6. Wow! That was fast. I looked at myself once more in the mirror and then slipped on my flip flops and walked towards Cory's house. When I got there, it was already packed and barely 6. I walked in without knocking. I mean, it was a party anyway. I squeezed through the hoard of people and finally managed to get to the kitchen. All of the guys were there and they were staring. At me.

"Glad you could make it," Cory said a little huskily. I raised an eyebrow and took his red plastic cup. The liquid inside had to be beer. Cory's party wasn't a party unless it had some kind of alcohol.

"Will you guys stop looking at me like that?" I asked, annoyed. I took a sip of the beer and winced at the taste. I've tasted it before but never used to the taste. I handed Cory back his drink and jumped to sit on the counter. The boys' gazes never left me. I rolled my eyes and clapped my hands together to get their attention. Only then did they snap out of their trances.

"Sorry," they all muttered. I just nodded.

"Here, just take my cup," Cory offered. I took it and drank the whole thing in one breath. I was already feeling a little woozy. It didn't take a lot to get me drunk. Cory handed me another drink and I finished it.

"Calm down, Sam," Cory advised. I laughed. The beer clearly already to my head. I jumped off the counter and went for another drink when a hand caught my wrist.

"Come on, Samantha. Let's dance. You seriously don't want another drink," Jace said, pulling me to where everyone was dancing to In my Head by Jason DeRulo. Gotta love Cory's taste in music. Ha!

By now, I was serious over the top drunk. I felt so high and happy. At first, we were dancing alone, just busting moves randomly. But after, since my drunk mind was taking over, I walked in front of Jace. His front was against my back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and started grinding against him to the beat of Rock that Body by the Black eyed Peas. Jace froze for awhile.

"Loosen up, Jace," I slurred, laughing. He stayed frozen for a few more seconds before I grinded into him harder. His hands gripped my waist and he was rocking his body along with my movements.

Jace's POV

Fuck! Shit! I was hard. Like insanely hard it hurt. I mean, how can I not be turned on? The girl I really like is grinding on me as if there's no tomorrow. I know she's only doing it because she's drunk but that thought disppeared awhile ago. I just hope she can't tell I have a boner. She probably knows but since she's so drunk, she probably doesn't care and won't remember it tomorrow. A part of me wished that she wasn't drunk and that she was doing this to me fully awake.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Monica approach with a deathly look on her pathetic, plastic face.

"You bitch! Stay away from MY Jake!" she yelled.

'It's Jace,' I mentally corrected. Then, Monica flung her drink, which was red, on Sam. Sam froze and pulled away from me.

"He's not yours! Get it through your head, are you stupid and that ignorant?" she asked, and slapped Monica across the face. Everyone had stopped moving and even the music was no longer playing. It was all silent. Monica was fuming, she slapped Sam back. Sam was about to go back and punch her but I pulled her back. Cory was behind me and pulled her out of there.

"Stay away from me. I'm NOT yours," I said, walking away.

Cory's POV

I was dancing with some blonde. I didn't know who she was, but she knew who I was. She was moaning my name as she grinded against my crotch. Before, it would've made me go hard and then I would've dragged her to bed and screwed her over and over again with her screaming and begging for more. But not today. Today, I was drenched in jealousy with digust on top. Not too far away from me, a drunk Sam was grinding shitless on Jace. She was laughing and Jace didn't seem to mind it. I pushed the blonde away from me and headed over to Sam and Jace when I saw that Monica had splashed red alcohol on Sam, saying something about staying away from her Jake. Someone had turned off the music and everyone was staring at the scene. Sam had slapped Monica, a red hand print now on her face. Monica slapped Sam right back. No she did not! I walked up behind Jace. He pushed Sam back and I pulled her away from the commotion. I dragged her up to my room and threw her my boxers and a random shirt to change into. She started to strip in front of me. As much as I wanted to see, she was still my best friend and I had to respect her somehow.

"In the bathroom, Sammy," I said. I pushed her into the bathroom and closed the door. She came out soon after in my clothes. She looked tired. Her eyes widened a bit and she ran into the bathroom. I ran after her, holding up her hair. Had it been any other girl, I would've just closed the door so no one had to see her gagging and throwing up, but for Sam, I was holding her hair back and patting her back gently. See how much I care for her? Too bad I don't really deserve her. Once she finished, I handed her a spare toothbrush and let her brush the taste out of her mouth. I went into my closet and changed out of m party clothes. I had only my boxers and a white shirt on. I jumped on my bed. Sammy came over and laid next to me.

"I'll sleep in the guest room," I told her. What the hell? Since when did I care if I shared a bed with her or not? As soon as I stood up, she pulled me back down.

"It's fine, Cory. I don't mind," she said. She seemed a bit more awake now. I sighed and pulled the covers over the both of us. Soon, I heard her soft snores. I smiled and wrapped my arms around her. It felt right.

*So? How is it? Is it too much?

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