I stuff the last funyun in my mouth as I chuckled at the comment SpongeBob said, I love this show. My brother was on the other side of the couch on his laptop, probably looking at half naked girls. he's such a perve. I am actually a little anxcious right now, I think its because Gavin is coming, Gavin. He's actually pretty cute, just cut out his annoying precense and we should be good. I never really get involved with guys as much as most of the girls my age.If I like a guy it was only because he had the best lunches at lunch time and I would trade him. Anyway, my thoughts were stopped when the doorbell rang, I look at jack, and he looked at me.
" NOT IT " we both yelled. I roll my eyes because I lost, and get up to go open the door. When I open it, a face I disgust is there with a pretty blonde girl. Who's that."Hello Ghandi, and Ghandi's........sister, right" I say. She nods and smiles, but doesn't say hi back. I let it go, and let them in.
" Jack, they're here". I yell, I hear him running down the stairs to our location. He ends up tripping down the stairs, I was hoping he would fall on his face. He stands back up and smiles.
" Welcome to our lovely home," he says kindly. He is out of breathe, and his hair is messed up from the trip. His green eyes look sleepy, and his low husky voice was raspy.
" What were you just doing you smell....weird."I say.
" Its men's Gendarme its new. Bought it yesterday" he says.
" Yea yea didn't need the back story" I say, I start to walk away twords the stairs.
"Where you going, are you not coming to the party." Gavin asked. I scoff.
"There is only four people here, this is not a party", my hands gesturing around me.
" Who said we need anyone else to have a party, we can have fun all on our own." Ghandi says. i roll my eyes.
" And how is that?" I ask, he just smirks, and the room gets hotter. Damn.
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Ive had atleast two bottles, of whatever we had stashed in our basement, next thing i knew i was jumping and twirling in my living room listening to this unknown song that was fucking awesome i couldnt stop moving. My brother and...Gabby I think were on the couch talking while holding half open bottles. I can tell by both of their faces that they are getting horney. I start giggling at that and soon i am laughing like a baboon. " What is so funny Mrs. Sophie". I wanted to stop laughing and glare at him but the alchohol refused to let me, it only made me laugh harder. My sides were starting to hurt and tears where comig down my eyes. I fell on the floor not hard but with a thud. " Seriously what is so funny?" I start to calm down, and wipe the tears off my face. I look up to see Gavin looking down on me, I dont know why but i smile. When i realize this i quickly throw the smile away, and look at where my brother is supposed to be. His face was hidden behind gabby's and they were making noises. I groan at how that is going to evolve into something else. I then turn my attention to the song that is playing, i wanted to dance so bad, but i didnt want to do it alone.
" What is the name if this song?" I ask. Gavin makes a confuse face , but then walks over to were the ipod is plugged in.
" Stay by Henry Krinkle." He says. I smile because i really like it. Without thinking I grab his hand and start dragging across the floor. At first our feet were off beat and uncordinated. He stopped me by putting his hand on my hip, and my body tightens at the sudden touch. He pulls me close to him, and guides me, making us go at the right tempo. I throw my head back at the relaxation i am getting from this. I still have this erge to throw his hands off me and push him back for touching me, but i also had an erge to stay like that forever. His hands owned every place he touched, and i could tell he was getting closer. I wanted him closer......no I dont what am i doing.
" Are you still drunk". he ask. I didnt know the answer to that question, it couldnt tell if the reason i was still dancing with him was because of the alchohol or because i wanted to.
" I dont know". I mumble, still memorized by the music. I see him smile and i am confused. he better not do any of that wierd, pervy shit because if he does someone is losing a little friend tonight. " Why are you smiling". i ask, out of curiosity. He doesnt answer, he just takes my hand and guides me up the stairs. Holy shit, he better not, i would let go but im too tired and drunk to. Really Sophie thats your excuse. He leads to my room, and i get a little creeped out." How did you know where my room was." I ask. He just laughs, how is this shit funny.
" Eerm your name is kinda on your door, and your walls." He says.
"I couldve been Jacks room." i retort.
"Is Jacks name Sophie?"
" It couldve been a joke for people that came over and you fell for it." I say, im pretty sure that didnt make sense but who cares.
" Wouldve been a dumb joke, and Jack doesnt have bad taste in music." He says picking up one of my Iggy Azelea albums.
" Hey she is awsome, you have bad taste in music." i retort.
" Yea sorry i dont like songs about being fancy with a so called singer that is only famous beacuse a song she had was on a famous movie, which i might add wasnt even that good." He says and i nearly jump over the bed and strangle him.
" For you information, i really liked that movie, and the song was awesome. And might i add Iggy has made many better song than fancy, and I dont see you with a platinum song, and performing it all over the world, do i?" I say.
" No you dont, because i dont want to. Look all im saying is if they are going to pay for her songs and her videos and stuff she might as well have talent." I put my hand over my chest, and just stare at him. Unbelieveable, he cant come in my room and just knock on one of my favorite artist like that how dare he. " But i will say....she has a pretty nice as----" .
" Get out". I say before he can finish his sentence he smirks and sits the CD down. He starts twords the door. For some reason I wishh for him to whisper some really dirty comment, that leaves me disgusted yet a little speechless. And he walks out slowly, and all cool like leaving me there wishing he could stay like the other love stories. But he doesnt, he obeys what I say, and leaves no comment, no look, no nothing, just walks out and leaves me there. Wow, so much for love stories.
Ayyyee whats up my party people, ok I know i like wrote the first chapter of this book like 15 years ago,(exaggeration) but I am having trouble with my other and i had another idea for this book, so i am going to see where this goes. I dont know where my other book is going, I think i am going to rewrite, but detail it more. I dont know please vote, and comment and share, and anything else that is awsome. So yeaa......Byeee.
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