The Girl You Never Noticed

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Rapunzel
"Are you coming?" Elsa grinned, leading us towards the house. It was out in the country, hidden from the sleeping world. The willow trees cast eerie shadows from the setting sun, almost sending shivers down my spine. I really wished I wouldn't have let them talk me into wearing little to nothing.

"Elsa, slow down. I can't keep up in my heels." Cindy whined, slightly jogging to keep up with us. Cindy had an obsession with shoes, specifically heels. She was the shortest one of us all, so wearing her 3-inch heels made her about as tall as Elsa.

"Well, hurry up, Cin. I need to find a cute guy before I get completely wasted." Aurora whined, glancing backward to cast a scowl at the slow blonde.

Cindy huffed, rolling her blue eyes. "Seriously, Aurora? Don't you already have a boyfriend you could give a blowjob to?" She spat, making Elsa and Jasmine awe. Aurora ticked her tongue, scrunching her nose.

"Yeah, but he won't be here. Besides, you know we have decided to have an open relationship. He doesn't care who I fuck as long as I have a good time." She fired back, tossing her long blonde curls over her shoulder.

"Oh my, God! Aurora, no one needed to know that." Elsa laughed, turning around to shake her head at her.

"No kidding. No one wants to know." Jasmine added, laughing along.

"Well, I just thought you'd want to know." Aurora grinned, making the rest of them laugh. Honestly, it made me want to throw up. It sounded so disgusting. How could you let your boyfriend/girlfriend screw other people?

Eventually, we got into the booming house. The music was blasting in my ears and the bass was pounding in my chest. It felt kinda terrifying. We walked around the house, looking for our boyfriends. Well, their boyfriends and my best friend.

We shoved through crowds of people. Some were making out against walls while others were dancing and spilling their alcohol. A few people were stoned as well, staring at the wall in front of them. So this was a high school party. Yup, definitely haven't missed out on anything in the past three years.

"Elsa and the gang," Eugene greeted, already a little buzzed. "How are you lovely girls tonight?" He grinned, wrapping his arm around Elsa's shoulder.

"Great now that we're here." Elsa giggled, placing a kiss on his cheek.

Barf.

"You girls are looking sober. Let's go find ya something to drink." Eugene smiled, leading us into the kitchen. When we arrived, we found the rest of the boys. All the girls ran to their boyfriends, covering them with meaningless kisses.

Jack slowly strode toward me, pointing at my outfit. "I'm sure your parents would be pleased to see you in this." He teased. I softly scoffed and rolled my green eyes.

"Please, they would lose it just knowing I was here." I smiled, slightly elbowing him. Wait. He's supposed to be my boyfriend. I went on my tiptoes and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Remembered we're dating, huh?" He grinned, running his fingers through his hair. I nodded my head, shrugging my shoulders. I wasn't going to deny it. "Well, come on. Let me get you something to drink."

He handed me some kind of alcoholic beverage that I didn't bother to remember the name of. In fact, after that night, I wouldn't remember hardly anything.

After a few shots and being left on my own, I found myself dancing with some stranger. Surprisingly, I had only thrown up twice and slipped on someone else's drink once. It was a good accomplishment really.

"Hey, let me have a dance." Someone slurred. Since my mind wasn't all there, I let go and threw my arms around the next guy wanted a chance. Quickly, I realized who it was.

Eugene.

His dark locks were a mess. His brown eyes showed that he was about as hammered as I was and he was covered in sweat, alcohol, and who knows what else. But being drunk me, I didn't care. It was Eugene. "How's it going, Blondie?" He asked.

"I think good, considering this is my first party," I shouted over the music. He laughed, cocking his eyebrow at me.

"Your first party?"

"Yeah, well, I don't get out much." I laughed, brushing my blonde locks out of my green eyes. He stopped dancing, studying my face.

"Let's go somewhere more private." He declared. I nodded my head as he led me upstairs. It took a while of us to actually climb the stairs, considering we were wasted. But when we finally got to the top, we found a room that wasn't taken.

We sat down on the bed, smiling at each other. "Ya know, you're a lot different than I thought you would be." He stated.

"How did you think I would be?" I asked, smiling at him. Something was definitely messing with my judgment because right now he seemed really close to me.

"I don't know. Shy, maybe? Definitely not this." He explained, a grin growing on his face.

"Well, you're a lot different than I thought, too," I replied, placing my forehead against his. He laughed, the smell of alcohol filling my nose.

"Yeah, how so?" He smirked.

"Well, you're a lot nicer than I thought. Most jocks are jerks." I answered, running my fingers through his dark locks. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine, filling me with a desire for more.

Too soon, they pulled away and I was staring into his dark orbs. "I had to do that at least once." He whispered. Then he stood up and walked out, leaving me alone, the feeling of his lips still on mine.

xxx

I woke up on the kitchen table with the taste of vomit in my mouth. Most people were still passed out or currently vomiting in the bathroom. I sat up, my head beginning to pound.

That was not a good idea.

I crawled to the kitchen cabinet, grabbing some aspirin and tossing my head back. I hoped this hangover would pass quickly. Luck has never really been on my side, though.

As I walked around, looking for Elsa and the rest of her gang, the image of Eugene entered my mind. Was all of that true? Or was I so hammered that I thought it was him? I guess I'd never know.

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