Pop Star Party

Chapter 2

Michelle took forever to get ready. When she was done, she was wearing a black mini-dress, a dark blue eyeshadow, a pale pink lipstick, and brown leather boots. The outfit she was wearing looked very painful, but it was pretty.

“You’re definitely from Hollywood,” I told her when she got out of the bathroom.

“Whatever, lets get to this stupid party so I can finish enjoying my summer break.” Michelle told me. We walked to the party at my friend Devan’s house. Devan was waiting for us.

“Nicole told me that the only way you could come is if you brought the diva with you. My brother and some of his friends said that she could hang out with them...” Devan said when we got there.

“Michelle, you want to hang out with people your own age?” I asked her. She stomped on my foot and walked off.

“I’ll take that as a no,” Devan said laughing.

“Shut up, where’s Nicole?” I asked him.

“Not here yet,” Devan replied.

I nodded and walked over to some of my other friends. They were all laughing and talking about something we had learned a month before. Music started up, and people started dancing all around. Nicole got there and we danced for awhile. Neither of us had seen Michelle since I had gotten there. We didn’t care though, for all we cared Michelle could have left.

“Mikey, Nicole, Sarah is looking for you two,” Devan said after about three hours of being at the party.

“Ok,” I said. I grabbed Nicole’s hand and we went to find Sarah.

“Nicole, Mikey good Devan told you to find me. You guys were voted as the most likely to succeed. There will be pictures taken at ten.” Sarah told us. Nicole kissed me happily. When she pulled away, I hugged her tightly.

“Carter slow down!” I heard Devan scream. Someone shoved between me and Nicole.

“Give me back my boots!” I heard Michelle scream.

“What the hell? Isn’t that your cousin Mikey?” Nicole asked me. I winced.

“Sadly,” I replied. Michelle shoved past Nicole and I and continued after the Carter kid.

“Carter, give her back her boots.” Devan yelled.

“Do I want to ask?” I asked Devan.

“He’s my brother, and he stole her boots. I don’t know why yet.” Devan responded.