Chapter 7.5

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Zachary (Taylor) Leonelly

Oh, for f*ck sakes!


I stood in front of some sh*thole glaring at the door. Not only all my friends ditched the party and came here, they dare to have fun and laugh their asses out. The music that was coming out of the house was not very loud, but their stupid laughter was irritating the crap out of me. What was so funny, anyway? Okay, I get that the previous party sucked big time. There were no strippers and no good quality booze to compensate, but seriously...here? My blood started boiling. Who lives here? That f*cker better not mess with my parties. I had enough of headache from my mother today. She kept annoying me with here...You better stop that path, sweetheart. I'm tired hearing rumors about you. When will you get serious about your life? Find a good girl...blah...blah, blah...blah, blah, blah. I huffed in annoyance replaying in my head the conversation with my mother and started moving to the front door.

I twisted the knob and walked into a poorly furnished room. After all the luxury I've seen in my life, this interior just hit me right into my eyes. This place obviously didn't belong to one of us. I didn't have friends who didn't have money. I purse my lips and looked around and to my irritation no one even noticed me standing here. No one even looked in my direction or came to greet me. I clicked my tongue scanning the faces, mentally taking notes whom to punish with my un-invite, next time. My glare fell on Aiden, and I shook my head in disbelief. After all his bitching and nagging for the entire week about that b*tch of a girl, who apparently "stole" Ted from him, he ditched me for this party. Party. This was no party. This was some kind of lame high school reunion, judging by the look of it. On the table I noticed stood empty Vodka bottle surrounded by glasses and a Monopoly set. On the floor, or rather under the table laid a heap of clothes. Ha! They've been playing a "jail free" kind of monopoly.

I tsked and looked farther into the room. By the window sat Karen. She was chuckling, watching something on her phone. Even Karen was here, and she never goes anywhere. She was a nerd and a tomboy, but despite that, Karen was one of the most beautiful girls I ever seen. If I ever get serious about somebody that would definitely be Karen. She was not the type to screw around with, more like the type to keep and get married to.

I was about to go and have a small chat with her, secretly hoping that she would change her mind about me, but once I lifted my foot to make a step, I saw Kevin plopping next to her on the floor showing her something on his phone. I rolled my eyes. Of course, Kevin would be here too. From all of us he got it the worst. He was so whipped. Even though she friendzoned him the same way she dealt with any other guy who tried to date her, he stuck around, anyway.

As I observed more of the living room I noticed Jimmy sucking the face of this current girlfriend Melanie in the dark corner. Not too far away from them stood Derek, Dylan and Fanny. They were watching something on the phone, too, chuckling and giving amused glances to the sofa. Feeling curious, I drifted closer to the sofa and looked at whoever was sitting down there.

"You got to be shitting me," I growled. I swear, this girl was everywhere. Freaking everywhere. Not only she humiliated me in front of everybody, but now was lying on this sofa having her feet on Ted's laps. Who by the way, looked like a kid on a Christmas morning. Both of their faces were turned to the TV, they were watching "The Shawshank Redemption". On the floor sat four more people. Their gazes were glued to the screen, as well. "Are kidding me? You ditched me for this," I hissed at Ted pointing at the girl. Marie Belle! Even if I wanted to forget her name it was too annoying to actually slip out of my memory.

Ted shrugged his shoulders slightly annoyed at my tone, but when looked at me just said, "Hay, man. What's up?"

"What's up?" I looked at him in disbelief. "Are you kidding me?"

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