The Life Of An Indian Girl

What Are You Doing Here?

I'm sorry! So long since I updated! Thing was that I had no new ideas. But now I have an over flowing broken dam of ideas. So hold on to your iPads, phones or laptops. It's going to get good. Sorry for the ending of the chapter. Call me evil but I swear I will not be such a sadist in the coming chappies. Love you guys!

Belle finishes her make up and so does Vio.

Belle's hair was in an up do and Vio's pretty much like mine. Belle's red dress looked great on her and as you may have guessed Vio's was purple.

Making her look like a total badass. They slip into their heels and we pose in front of the mirror.

"We look like total babes," Belle whispers in amazement.

Thoughts of backing out once again hit my mind, but it would result to be being knocked out by Vio. I know this is plain wrong and whatnot but I have a damn huge curiosity to know how a party feels like. Plus I needed to get my mind off Rahul.

"Okay girls. I'm doing this," I say. They cheered and hugged me with big smiles on their faces.

We sit in Vio's Ferrari, me in the front and Belle alone in the back. We drove for a couple of minutes when the stench of alcohol hit my nostrils. I grimace and Vio chuckles at my reaction,

"Baby, you'll get use to it. Just dont go alone anywhere with people you dont know and we text each other every 5 minutes to make sure were okay. But we'll stay together anyways," she says and I give her half a smile.

The pounding music has my heart thump with the vibrations and I try to keep my cool.

Vio parks the car not far from the house and I get out, trying not to tip over and make a fool out of myself.

The house was covered in lights and the smell of alcohol got me dizzy. I gulp down, getting ready to know

**Tarai? did you get home?plz call back.Im worried.-Rahul.

Okay, so now I was a little girl for him to be worried.Phff.

I link arms with my girls and we enter to the tune of 'Don't Cha by the Pussycat Dolls',

We get into the house and the lights were dim and there were lights everywhere. Girls were grinding on boys and boys groping the girls I felt the sudden urge to puke but I kept it down. I wished my dress would magically elongate itself.

I close my eyes and realease all tension,

"Babe, here. Never leave your cup alone, and if you do just get a new one okay?"Vio instructs handing me over the famous red cup.

I tuck my phone in my bra because I technically had no pockets to the strapless sleek black dress.

I look at the girls rubbing their asses against the boys and I grimace. I just hold the glass in my hands and look down to the liquid.Someone pokes my shoulder and I turn around.

My eyes go round and my palms get sweaty.

Rahul.

His black hair was in the usual but sexy quiff, he had a leather cuff around his wrist, dark washed jeans and a black t-shirt. His eyes look as if they just jumped out of their sockets eye me up and down. Must I say hungrily and unmistakably furiously.

A blond guy, maybe a few years older than me walks over to me and Rahul who was in what I'd like to call caveman mode.

"Hey babe, wanna go dance?"he asks but the words die in his throat when Rahul turns around towering over him and clenching his fist.

"The fuck did you ask her?"he growls. Call me a sadist but at that moment I found it really sexy.

The blonde's expression turns to a smirk. I guess he didnt want to back up and pass off for a scary cat.