Avery's P.O.V: I'm trying to play Call of Duty in peace, but Brittany and Hannah kept bothering me the whole time. You can say that I'm the girl that doesn't party. Like ever.
" Oh come on, please go." Brittany begged. I don't mean to be rude but parties aren't really my thing.
" I'm sorry but no." I said pausing my game. I died anyway.
" Just go. It will be fun."
" It's not my thing."
" We just want to spend time with, our best friend." Then Hannah decided to go to top of me and started hitting me with a pillow.
" Your going!" Hannah yelled jokingly smacking me with the pillow. Repeatedly.
" Alright, alright! I'll go." I said trying to catch my breath.
They both started jumping up and down. Giggling. You have too love them though.
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I picked out my black sleeveless dress that had a white bow on the front. Then put on my black vans. Hey there comfortable. I wasn't gonna straighten my hair, so I just left it short and curly. I quickly did my wings. They were on point.
I grabbed my keys and phone and got into Hannah's car. Maybe there right I do need to go out. To be free.
We pulled up at the house. I didn't realize how many people there.
" Oh my god, I don't think I can do this." I said. I'm not really used to big crowds.
" Av, don't worry, you look great." Brittany said. It made me feel a little bit better.
" We don't have to talk to anyone, we can just get some drinks." Hannah smiled. She grabbed my hand and we went inside.
Authors Note: I know this chapter was really short. But I'm gonna make them run into each other and go on from there. But thinks for reading and I hope u can give me some tips about how to make this book, even better. Thank you so much for reading so far.

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