It Was Room 93 // eleventhirty

Chapter 4

Anastasia

Today was such a long day for a Friday. Maybe it was because I was thinking so much about Ashley? I've never before felt so much attraction to someone in my life. I saw the way she looked at me. Maybe she felt the same way. Or maybe I'm just seeing things.

Morgan said something about a Halloween party. I guess everyone's going. I want to go.. maybe Ashley will be there. I should pull out my kitty costume then. Brendon's not sure if he'll go. He has work and he planned to see Sarah later tonight. That's fine, I guess. I don't need him to go to a party.

I stepped into my boring and un-decorated bedroom and began to search through boxes for my Halloween costumes. Once I found the kitty one, I brought it into the bathroom that was connected to the master bedroom that was mine. I took a quick shower before getting ready.

I slipped on some red laces panties before putting on the long sleeves body suit that went with my costume. I fixed up the collar so it was placed just right. I put a black tutu over the body suit so I wouldn't show off too much of my body. I zipped up my thigh high black boots and put on my tiny cat ears. I curled my hair into loose waves and applied my makeup, including little whiskers. I finished the look with my black  clutch.

I got Brendon to give me a ride to the party, which started an hour ago. But you know... fashionably late. He kept looking me over and shaking his head as we drove to the destination. 

"What?", I finally asked. He arched a brow at me and looked me over again.

"I've always hated that costume.", he shook his head once again.

"Hate's such a strong word.", I said with a smirk. He's always told me to throw this cat costume out since the day I got it. But I like it. A lot. And he's not the boss of me.

Brendon rolled his eyes as he pulled the car into the driveway of a huge house. Before I could reach for the door handle, Brendon grabbed my hand.

"Be safe, okay? High school parties are supposed to be fun. Not dangerous. So make good choices. Please.", he stared at me with a stern look, so I knew a joke like 'okay, dad' wouldn't be appropriate. Instead I smiled and nodded.

"Okay, Brendon.", I hugged him goodbye and wished him a goodnight since Morgan was going to be my ride back home and he was staying out late with Sarah. 

I walked up the driveway full of cars, then up the stairs that lead to the door. I heard loud music and felt it vibrating through the walls so there was no use in knocking. I just walked in.

Everywhere I looked, there was somebody with a red solo cup in their hand either dancing, laughing, or making out with someone else. This is a house, right? Get a room. This house was so freaking big. And it was filled with bodies decorated in paint, glitter, and costumes. The smell of cigarette smoke and marijuana clouds filled the air. I could tell that almost everyone was intoxicated somehow already as I walked through the house. 

"Ana!", a hand whipped me around so I could meet, face to face, with Morgan who's dressed as a very sexy red riding hood. Her eyes were red and she was acting all drowsy... so she was definitely involved with these kush clouds. 

"Damn, girl! Look at yooouuuu!", she exclaimed, spinning me around.

I laughed and we talked a bit. She got me a drink too, which tasted like strawberries but had a very strong burn down my throat. Within 10 minutes, I could feel the alcohol getting to me. Morgan invited me to go smoke with her and some friends... which I was iffy about. I wanted to try it out, see what it feels like. But I kinda just met Morgan and I don't know all of her friends. What if I could be making a mistake?

Once I was ready to back out, I felt a hand on my lower back. I turned around, alarmed at the touch, only to see Ashley.

Fuck. Me. Ashley. 

Her hair was blonde now. And straight. I knew it was her real hair, it was way too realistic to be a wig. The small wave her hair had at the ends of the strands curled around her cleavage, which was busting out thanks to the amazing person who sold her this push up bra. She was in a tight black mini dress that showed off every curve of her body. On top of her head was a pair of bunny ears and she had a white puff tail to go with it.

I couldn't believe how freaking gorgeous this girl was. She smirked at me once she realized I was staring. She moved her hand from my back to my hip and began to play with the hem of my tutu. I felt tingles move over my body and a warm sensation form right beneath my stomach.

"....are you gonna come?", Ashley asked. I realized she was talking the entire time and I hadn't listen to one word she said. Shit.

"Uh... what?", I asked, still flustered. 

Ashley giggled and grabbed my hand so she can lead me to a back room where Morgan and all of their friends were getting ready for their round two. My nervousness faded away and immediately, I felt like I was on a high already with Ashley around me.

Shit. What am I gonna end up doing tonight?