I folded the paper and smoothed out all the edges to get a perfect paper airplane. I repeated the process to get about seven planes. Walking over to my window, I opened it and stepped onto the fire escape. I held up the planes one by one, and let th...
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"This is my heartbeat song, and I'm gonna play it." ~~~ Paisley's POV
“Can I just wear my sweatshirt?” I asked Ella as I tried to tug down the shirt. Ella had demanded to pick my outfit, much against my protests. She forced me to wear a flowy white off the shoulder crop top, with a lace hem. With it, she paired high-waisted ripped jeans and black flats.
“No!” She screeched. We were currently in her overly pink room, as she curled my hair. I stuck my bottom lip in a pout as I looked at her through the mirror.
I don’t understand why anyone would have to dress up for a party. I mean, it’s not like anyone would talk to me anyway. Wow, that’s depressing.
Anyway, I could see through Ella reassurances of her being by my side. She’s going to disappear with Jace as soon as we get there.
Ella had already gotten ready, then made it her mission to get me ready as well. The only thing I got from this is that I hate strapless bras (she’s making me wear one).
She put down the curler and spun the chair around to do my makeup. I had to stifle a groan of frustration, as she continued to experiment on me. She promised she wouldn’t do much makeup because I’m wearing the outfit.
After a couple minutes she pulled away and looked at the clock.
“Okay~.” She sang. “Let’s go.” She pulled me up by my arm and out the room. I grabbed my purse and we headed to her mom’s car.
Her mom was driving us, although I had no idea why. Flash’s house was, sadly, down the street. Ella said that 'it made us look like we arrived in style,' or whatever that meant.
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We stepped through the crowded doorway, to an even more crowded house. I saw some faces I recognized from school, and a few I have never seen before.
Ew, I really didn’t want to socialize. Can’t I just go home to eat ice-cream? I turn around to look for Ella, to find she had already disappeared. Great.
Why drag me here if you were literally going to abandon me? I look around for somewhere to plant the wallflower, otherwise known as myself, cringing at the horrible music.
I look up to see Flash as the DJ at his own party. And I thought my life was depressing.
I found myself wandering into the huge kitchen for some party snacks. I grinned at the platter full of crackers and cheese. I piled the crackers and cheese on a cheap paper plate, and stood by the wall—stuffing my face.
Very attractive, Paisley.
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A few hours have passed by, driving me insane. I still haven’t had anything to drink, totally not trusting the substance seen in the scattered red solo cups. I just want to go home, but Ella is my ride, and I really don’t want to walk home at night. It’s freaking New York, people.
My internal screaming was cut off when I finally spotted Ella. OMG, this girl has some nerve, I’m seriously about ready to strangle her. She dragged me to a person that I hate’s party, and then abandons me.
There were less people at the party than originally, probably passed out somewhere. Oh well, less witnesses for Ella’s murder. She turned and made eye contact with me, then waved me over.
That’s when I noticed she was sitting on the floor. Confused, I walked closer to see a bottle in the middle of the living room. Oh fork no.
“Get over here, Paisley!” Shouted Ella. My eyes snapped to her silently pleading for her to let me go hide. She glared at me, so I made my way next to her with a huff. I plopped down next to her and conjured the most vicious glare I could manage.
Soon, the remainders of the party made it to the forming circle.
“Okay everyone; we are playing spin the bottle!” Shouted Flash. Can I please die?
“The rules are that the guys spin the bottle, and whoever it lands on has to kiss them. And you have to kiss them for ten seconds.” Oh my God, Ella what did you get me into? I really wanted to go hide, but Flash nor Ella will never let me live that down.
Flash started, spinning the bottle to land on a blonde I have never met before. She reluctantly crawled over to him, and kissed him. Everyone yelled, counting up to ten in shouts. A few other boys spun the bottle, and I had managed to dodge the bottle, leaning away from it as far as possible.
I’ve tried to get up a couple times, but Ella always yanked me back down by my wrist. The next person to reach for the bottle caused my heart to stop. It was Peter’s turn. My breath caught in my throat as the bottle started to spin.
I honestly didn’t know where I wanted it to land. Not on me for sure, but I didn’t want it to land on another girl.
The bottle started to slow, getting closer and closer to where I sat, until it pointed directly at me. My eyes widened considerably, then darted up to meet the equally wide eyes of Peter Parker. I slowly crawled over to where he was and sat in front of him.
His cheeks were a dark red, probably the same color as my own. Deciding to get to hell with it, which I probably will, I planted my lips on his.
I heard the faint shouting of the numbers through the room. Peter had placed his hand on my shoulder, pulling me slightly closer. My heart was beating a million miles a minutes, and I put my hand on his knee.
My entire body was tingling in the excitement of kissing my long-time crush. It was everything I had ever imagined and more.
“Eight… nine… ten!” The shouting broke through the haze causing me to break away. I then scrambled back to my spot next to Ella.
“Way to go, girl!” Ella whispered in my ear. I put my head down, hiding my face in my hair (which was beyond red). My lips were still tingling from the unexpected kiss. I shyly looked up to Peter across the room to see him looking at me.
His eyes were wide from surprise, and his face was a deep crimson red, spreading from his freckled cheeks to his ears. He quickly looked away, tuning in to what his friend Ned, was telling him.
I looked down and fumbled with my hands, while biting my lip. I couldn't help replaying the kiss in my head over and over again. ~~~ FINALLY! I was low-key fangirling while writing this. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
