The Makeover

Chapter Six - Let's make a night, you won't forget!

I took a step in the house and my eyes widen at the sight. The music reverberated about the room like a marble in a tin can, and that caused the glass windows to vibrate loudly. Bright red cups were everywhere. People had them in their hands, on the floor, even on the staircase.

Then realization hits me. I'm actually inside the house of a party. A high school party. This is totes amazeballs!

" You like it!" I heard Alison shout above the noise. She dragged me trying to get pass the crowd. I notice people from my classes, even the school's geek, Trisha grinding on some dude in a corner. I was surprised.

"Yes, I wish I didn't but I do." I replied with a fat grin plastered on my face. We went to the counter where there were serving drinks. A guy handed both of us two red cups with what I assumed was alcohol.

"You don't have to drink it if you dont want to." Alison told me. I wanted this to be a night I wouldn't forget so I sipped like the world depended on it. My throat burned as I felt the liquid go down my throat. It wasn't that bad. So I took another sip. Before I knew it, I had finished the cup. I had wanted more, but Alison stopped me. She didnt want me to get drunk and do something i'd regret in the morning.

Starships came on, and Alison and I began dancing. I was having fun, and that was something I had never experience. When you're always home studying, there's not much fun.

"Is this who I think it is?" A familiar voice shouted.

"Hanna!" I shouted as I hugged her.

"Look at you, in your short dress, and high heels," She smiled. "I'm so proud." She began to wipe away fake tears, and I laughed.

"Oh Hanna this is my neighbour and my new friend, Alison." I said introducing the two. "Alison this is my friend Hanna. She helped me with my makeover."

"Nice to meet you," Alison smiled. "I like your shoes, where did you buy it, I have got to get a pair." I laughed. This was going to be the start of a new friendship. These two were so much alike. They loved shopping, gossip, and most importantly boys.

I decided I need to pee, so I excused myself and went to find the bathroom. If anyone asked me to define a high school party, i'd know exactly what to say. A high school party, is where highschoolers drink alcohol, get drunk, dry hump each other, makeout with strangers, and a whole ton of hook-ups take place.

It's good to know I wasn't missing out on much.

"Harry, come on, you know you want me." A female voice said. She was sitting on a washing machine, and Harry was between her legs, trying to get away.

"I told you Emily, I have a girlfriend." Harry said pulling her hands from his face. Harry has a girlfriend? Yeah and i'm not a virgin.

"But you said you loved me." She whined. "I let you have sex with me."

You let everyone have sex with you. That's why name is Easy Emily. They both looked at me. Oops! I said that out loud didn't I?

"Yes, you did slut!" Emily replied.

"Don't call my girlfriend a slut!" Harry said angrily.

"Girlfriend?" Emily and I asked at the same time.

"Yes, Ariana here is my beloved girlfriend." He said with a smirk.

"You wanna tell your girlfriend, that we had sex last week." She replied with an amused look.

"Eh, I dont really care," I shrugged. "Doesn't bother me."

"Let's go Ariana." Harry said. He grabbed my arm and led us out the room.