Bea Messina
"Ugh Bea, Why didn't you get stuff for the party earlier?" Luke says frowning, pushing the heavy cart filled with snacks mixed with groceries for the house.
"Because I didn't know I was throwing a party. And chill out, we haven't even been to the liquor store yet." I add as I direct us towards the check out.
"I thought you sent Rylan and Noah over there?" He asks, starting to unload our cart into the belt.
"I did, but I have a feeling they'll miss something and I'll have to get more." He chuckles and nods, putting the last few items up.
I look at the cashier and he seemed to barely even pay attention to what we were buying, his eyes were plastered to my chest.
I was wearing a grey tank top so I had some cleavage going on. "First of all, my eyes are up here and my boyfriend is literally right next to me." I say pointing to a scowling Luke.
"You were what?" Luke asks in a scary tone, playing along with the story.
"Nothing man, I swear." The young man studded out, pointing his eyes down and finishing putting the last of our things through.
I quickly paid and even let Luke rest his arm around my waist until we got out of his sight and I slapped his hand away.
"Thanks for that." I say unloading the cart into my trunk.
"No problem, guys like that are assholes, he didn't even say hello." He replies rolling his eyes.
I giggle and put the last few things in and jumping in the driver side with Luke in the seat next to me.
When we got to my house, we arrived at the same time as Noah and Rylan were unloading the drinks into the house.
We set everything out and filled the fridge to the brim with various drinks.
When it came close to 7, I ran upstairs and took a quick shower.
Changing into a sexy, burgundy one piece. It was a low v-neck and had slits in the sides, showing my slightly tanned skin.
I threw on a pair of studded jean shorts and ran back down stairs to see the football team in my living room.
"What's up boys?" I ask waltzing into the kitchen to get a beer. I grab one from the fridge and toss one to Rylan who is holding his hand out.
"Looking good Bea." Kyle, one of the other football players, says with a sly smirk.
I shake my head and crack open my drink. "Who'd you guys invite?" I ask Weston and Richie, who're standing there, shirtless and in matching grey shorts, now they look like real twins.
"Pretty much everyone, we wanted everyone to know that your here and part of the team." Richie answers with his award winning smile.
"Yo Noah!" I yell to the man who's across the room talking to some of the other team and the few randoms that have showed up.
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BlackJack
Fiksi RemajaBea Messina. Leaving towns countless times gets tiring. Running away from a past she never could forget. On the streets, she's known as ruthless and anything but merciful. In the classroom, you would barely notice her, she sits in the back and ke...