My teacher's favourite student

Ill do it if you do it

I let my mum know I'm having a sleep over at Iyesa's house (eh, close enough) before running out the door and jumping into the car.

I get into the back seat with Iyesa. She looks stunning, wearing a tight, black and white striped mini skirt with a loose grey singlet, jewelled flats and big curly caramel hair. She smiles at me through glossed lips and light brown eyes.

"Annabelle!! You're a babe! Sammy's DJ'ing tonight's party, at least we know the music will be amazing!" She hugs me before I'm able to say hello to Sammy who's driving.

He's an attractive guy I guess, but he's one of my closest friends. We went through all of school together. He has a strong jaw line, baby blue eyes, a fit body and he's a DJ. He wears dark blue chino pants and a black polo shirt from Ralph Lauren.

"Hey pretty girl. I heard about what Jordan tried on you. What a funny guy!" Sammy laughs knowing I'm not a relationship person at the moment.
"But honestly, if he bothers you anymore let me know..." He said on a more serious note, looking through the review mirror. He gets a little protective over me sometimes, like a big brother.

The three of us laugh and chatter all the way to the party. We exit the vehicle and as I close the door and turn around, I'm awed with a beautiful sight.

The woods.

There's a clearing in the middle where soft, fairy lights hang around the trees surrounding them. The moon is peacefully perched low in the sky with twinkling stars abundant. There are dull light projectors aimed at the centre area of the clearing with flashing colours, creating an ominous atmosphere.

There was already a DJ there however Sammy was starting his set at 9:30, which would be now.

So many sweaty bodies drifting and dancing along the dirt. Iyesa and I take three shots as we enter...just to get warmed up.

Straight away we join the crowd and lose each other in the large mass of people.

Drink after drink after drink.

The bass of the music starts vibrating through the soles of my feet more and more, making the music contagious. I close my eyes for a moment to regain composure, and when I open them, I'm taken in by the spinning colours of the rainbow and the beautiful people dancing in satisfaction around me. The magical setting makes me feel so ecstatic and unreal... or maybe it was the drinks that did that.

As I'm enjoying my self, I look over to the trees to see a boy standing there, he must be my age. He has dirty blonde hair, combed stylishly to the side. He has piercing grey-blue eyes with astonishing bone structure. His tight v-neck revealed a muscular physique hidden underneath the white fabric. He wore dark khaki coloured shorts and black nike shoes. He was beautiful.

As I was thinking all of this, I came to the sudden realisation that I'm walking over towards him. He pulls out a cigarette and before sparking up he looks at me approaching him.

Now within an arms length he asks, "Uh, do you want one?" I don't usually smoke often, but it was a Saturday night and I had no homework and the school holidays were almost over so heck, "Uh, yes please." I reply. He had a certain cool aura to him, like he didn't care. Like he didn't have to be sweating and drinking to be enjoying himself.

He hands me a cigarette before saying, "I'm Chase Hunter by the way, if you had any interest in knowing" He chuckles a deep, soft laugh then looks at me with squinting eyes, looking more blue from the colourful lights. He had a small smirk plastered on his face when I replied, "Yeah I saw you standing here by your self so I thought I'd join you. I'm Annabelle Harper it's nice to meet you Chase." He smiles in response.

I borrow his lighter after he lights his cigarette and go to spark my smoke. But the wind of the night makes it difficult for me to keep the flame lasting long enough.

"Here babe." Chase swiftly takes the lighter off me and comes close to my face. He closes his hands around the cigarette in my mouth to block off the on coming wind, and lights it without any hassle. In the moment the flame came up between our faces, I couldn't help but notice his eyes become a warmer shade of blue, glowing, as he peered into me.

I take a deep pull from the cigarette and blow out smoothly.

"So you don't smoke often?" Chase says with a white grin.

"Why? what makes you say that?" Wow, are my smoking skills that bad?

He shrugs his shoulders cooly, leaving my question unanswered.

"I'm starting at a new school on Monday," he takes a drag from his cigarette, "kinda stupid, it's the last year of school and I have to move to a different one away from my friends..." he then mumbles a bit before going quiet again.

"Oh that's alright, what school is it?" I response calmly.

"Saint Sancta high school. Sounds like shit." He declared, anger in his tone.

"Yep. It's a shit hole! I go there an personally do not find it the least bit interesting. Thank goodness this is out last year." I respond.

We continue talking about the school and I take more shots and have more drinks before joining the crowd again.

Before I knew it, it was the next day and I lay in my messy bed still wearing last nights clothes. My head pounds with regret, why did I drink so much?!
I slowly reef my self out of bed and shove over to the mirror. Ew, my makeup is all smudged, my clothes are half on half off, my hair is shocking and I wreak of cigarette and alcohol.
"What a great start to the day." I groan to myself.