Life in a Box

Party

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"Dont I get dinner?!!" Bowen yells. His brown hair is in a messy heap right on top of his head. Ryder, Winnie and I chuckle. He looks at me with a joking plead. "Oh Dawn PLEEEAASSSSEEEEE!!!" He gets on his knees. "Feed me," he whispers. I run into the kitchen and then back into the living room. I throw a piece of cheese pizza at his face. p

"Go on pretty boy," I saym. He shrugs and eats the pizza as he takes it back into his room.

Winne and Ryder look at me, their mouths hanging open. "What," I ask. They start making weird gestures with their hands, before they shake it off. "Never mind," Ryder whispers.

"Let's go to that party at Holden's house. Bowen says we can come! ItI'll be fun!" She says. I slap my forehead.

"Alright," me and Ryder say, holding back laughter

"Let's get ready!" Winnie screams and drags me to her closet.

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"It's so... short." I say. Ryder laughs. I point a finger at him. "You have to wear Bowen's cloths so don't get me started. He stops laughing. He looks at Winnie urgently, to clarify what I just said was some sick joke.

"Sorry buddy. Bowen's fashion sense isn't THAT bad though,"  She says.

"That's because his mommy picks out his cloths," I mumble. Winnie hits my head "Ow?" I say. Winnie shrugs.

"Turn around so I can fix your hair," I slowly turn and face the mirror." My dress is black and reaches mid thigh. It has a red belt that goes around my waist. My boots are three inches higher than usual 1 inch or FLATS or, My favorite. "Sneakers," I say so quiet only I can hear.

My light brown has been straightened and Winnie is putting the top layer into a braid. My earrings are shaped like leaves. They are silver and shaped with the edges slightly curved in.

"DONE!" Winnie says proudly. She then turns and looks at Ryder. "Your turn," She says, and smiles the devil's smile.

"Uhm... I...I... I... Gotta run!" he says and bolts out of the room. I smile and sit down on Winnie's bed as she runs after Ryder. I start to take off my heels.

"You think my sister is gonna let you get away with that?" Suddenly Bowen stands at the door. I look straight into his eyes.

I'm about to say not if she finds out but I close my mouth. I simply say "No probably not."

He chuckles. "Then why do you bother?" he asks politely.

"Well... As you can probably see... She isn't in the room right now is she?" I ask rhetorically.

"No I suppose not," he says.

"Word on the street is you like someone," I blurt out. My cheeks start flaming. I look down as I tie my converse.

"Who told you that?" he asks.

"Your girlfriend. She told me you broke up with her because you like someone else." it was the first thing that came to mind.

"Dont believe everything you hear Dawn," he then leaves the room right as Winnie comes back in with a newly clothed Ryder. He is wearing a blue polo and khakis.

"You don't look half bad," I tell him. I smirk at the fact HE was aloud to wear high tops.

Winnie is wearing a blue, strapless dress that stopped just below her waist. It looks like a t-shirt. She has on a light weather, while I have on a leather jacket. Her hair is pulled up into a ponytail with curled ends. She is showing more skin than I am.

"DO YOU GUYS WANT A RIDE OR NOT?" Bowen calls from downstairs. We all look at each other and then rush downstairs.

Bowen chuckles as he grabs his car keys. "Figure out where you guys are sitting," he says.

"SHOTGUN!" I yell. We all laugh at my enthusiasm to sit up front even Bowen, who has been sizing me up since we got downstairs.

"Who's party is this anyway?" Ryder asks as we make our way to the green, odorless jeep. We all look at Bowen expectantly.

"Link Owens," he says with a sigh. Winnie and I giggle while Ryder blushes. We are the only ones who know he is gay. Bowen isn't paying attention as he takes his seat on the drivers side.

I sit down next to him. He starts the car and turns on the radio

Sweet Nothing by Florence and the Machine comes on.

"We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of oz. Now wizard save me from these eleventh graders." Mutters Bowen.

I chuckle.

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BOWEN P.O.V.

"We're here," I say. The girls look at the house with wide eyes.

"Link is rich," Dawn states the obvious. Dawn, Dawn, Dawn. The girl who I just realized there days ago that I had feelings for.

"Way to point out the obvious Dawn," I mutter.

"Let's go watch Dawn screw some girls!!!" Yells Winnie. All three of them laugh. I narrow my eyes. That only happened once! And she lost the baby. I can still imagine the tears on her eyes when she found out our child was gone.

"That happened once Winnie, shut up please." I say, looking at her with pleading eyes. She nods, they all stop laughing at once. Dawn is looking straight ahead, fiddling with her hands like she does when a situation feels awkward. Ryder is staring out of the window with longing eyes, I don't bother with that one. Everyone knows that Ryder is gay, nobody judges him for it. We all treat him like normal. Winnie is simply looking at me, shaking her head.

I look at the beautiful house in front of me. The peach colored walls, the gorgeous fountain out in the front. The couple's making out on benches by a fire place. I sigh. Link always throws the best parties.

"From this moment on you don't know me." I tell them as I park on a curb. "Now go try not to get drunk," I say, although I know that they will. Their first party at Link's house. I wish them luck mentally.

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DAWN P.O.V.

"So, this is what a party looks like?" I ask Winnie as we dance on the marble dance floor. Her heals click like tap shoes whenever she moves her feet. She noticed my shoes a clue of minutes after we got here. She gave me a death stare when she noticed. I shrugged and then I had said I had a rare disease called healidise and therefore couldn't be bothered with heals... She saw right passed my little lies like always.

Suddenly she stops dancing. She giggles and stares at something behind me and then a deep, rough voice says, "Would you like to dance?" That voice can only belong to one person...

LINK OWENS

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