100 Days

Chapter 2-No Strings Attached

September 15th, 2014

Strolling up to the stone mansion on the stone and cement walkway, I listened to the loud music that was playing. The song 'Fancy' by Iggy Azalea had just started playing, causing me to sing along. Christina energetically raced in front of me and banged on the big white door. In less than a second, Cecelia, Anthony's identical twin sister, opened the door and greeted us politely. She was wearing natural waisted Nike pros, a tight fitting white undershirt, and a pair of Nikes. Her hair was at its natural curly state and she wore no makeup. Why does she get to just be so perfect without makeup, I complained to myself with jealousy, as we exchanged bright smiles. "Hey guys! I'm glad to see that you all..." Cecelia paused, noticing that not only Gabriella but Savannah had come to the party, "made it."

"Cool, move." Savannah so rudely said, pushing Cecelia aside and Gabriella following her closely behind. Cecelia had a shocked and disgusted look on her face, as did Christina and I.

"Sorry about her." Christina disappointingly apologized, "So....can we come in?" Giggling softly, Cecelia nodded and pushed the door wide enough so that all three of us could fit through. As soon as Cecelia walked back in, Teresina surprised her. Teresina and I were friends you could say, but we weren't very close. I know that she is good friends with Christina but Gabriella absolutely HATES her. I don't really know why though, she is kind, and funny. She wore just a little bit of black mascara, and wore a black skater skirt that was slightly shorter than fingertip length, an orange crop top that revealed no more than about an inch of her stomach, and orange converse.

"Well...I guess I'll be off to go explore." I told them, chuckling slightly. I gestured for Christina to come with me, so she did. Having been to this house at least 100 times before, I walked to the empty room they had in their house, which all the tables with the food and drinks would always be. Taking a red solo cup, I poured some Corona Lite Beer into it and took a sip. Christina on the other hand, never being much of a drinker, poured herself some water and took a chip from a large green bowl.

We both walked to the living room, where most of the people in the house, meaning about 50 of the most well-known people in Woodland High School , were. All of the well known people were here, obviously Anthony Villa, who was looking fine by the way, Christopher Perri, and Joshua Wood. Once Christina spotted Chris, she pranced over to him and kissed him. Gross, I thought in my head with disgust, as they continued making out until they couldn't breathe. Despite the fact this was Christina's dream come true since she had had a major crush on him and only him since the fourth grade, Chris was a player who, honestly, just wanted to take her virginity then leave her. He constantly flirts with Savannah and even Gabriella, but Christina just doesn't want to face the truth.

Sighing, I walked upstairs. Bored, I decided to go in Cecelia's room and get the clothes I left from the last sleepover we had, which was about three nights ago. When I opened the door, I found Anthony looking through her drawers. He turning around, jumping slightly when he acknowledged that I was in the room with him. "Oh...I-I'm really really sorry...I guess I'll just...um...leave now." I stated awkwardly, turning around and starting to leave the room.

"No...um...no. It's fine, I actually needed to talk to you about something." he replied nervously, racing towards me, shutting the door, and creeping me up into the corner. My heart began to race fast, my skin turning pale and cold. I had never liked when guys acted physical and demanding towards me. Him noticing the frightened look in my glittering indigo eyes, he backed away from me. "Sorry, I didn't mean to come off in that way." he apologetically explained to me, as I took a deep breath.

"No it's fine." I answered back, "Now what was that that you had to tell me?" He scratched his messy brown hair, biting the bottom of his pink plump lips. Noticing he already looked a little Star Struck, I flipped my long curly black hair back and tilted my head slightly, making Anthony blush heavily.

"Well...um. I just wanted to tell you that you look beautiful and gorgeous and hot as hell tonight." He complimented me. Anthony had such an amazing charm to him that could make you fall head over heels for him after less than a minute of knowing him. Hot as hell huh, I thought to myself proudly, as I smirked devilishly at him.

Tip-toeing closer to him, I went on my tip toes and facing up so that I could just reach his ear, whispered softly into his ear "Yeah. You look 'hot as hell' too." Anthony's cheeks turned a cherry red color, as he bent down and kissed me suddenly. When this happened, my heart skipped a beat. I knew I had a HUGE crush on him, but did he actually like me back? I kissed back, backing up against the wall and pulling him with me. After about 2 minutes of a typical make-out session, he stopped suddenly. I raised my eyebrow at him with confusion, wondering why he had simultaneously ended one of the greatest 2 minutes I had had in a long time.

"No strings attached, right?" he asked me. Inside I was shocked. Inside I was about to freak out and lecture him about how you can't be a tease. But instead, I simply answered back "Ok..."

"Good, now let's go party!" Anthony loudly mentioned, as he swung open the door and, being a gentleman, let me out first. We walked down the empty halls carefully, making sure that no one had acknowledged we were in Cecelia's room alone together. Anthony and I managed to make our way back to the living room, where about 10 more people had arrived, without being caught and criticized by anyone.

"WHO WANTS TO SCREAM SPIN THE BOTTLE!!!" Savannah LOUDLY exclaimed that even above the playing music, different conversations, and roaring laughter everyone heard her clearly.

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