mallory's pov
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It was sunday night, the night of the party. I was hung up in my room, staring at myself in the mirror, silently judging myself. I began posing in different ways in my full length mirror, ultimately giving up and laying on my bed.Suddenly, a soft knock became present at my door.
"Honey?" It was my mom.
"Yeah mom, what's up?" I respond with a question.
"Rose is here, she said something about a 'fashion crisis?'"
"Send her in", I cupped my face in my hands.
A couple seconds later, my door was opened and Rose came in, bundles of clothes in her hands.
"Mal, I'm here, and I brought backups", Rose set the clothes down on the floor in a pile and she began rummaging through them.
"Why am I so stressed over this party?" Rose asked herself, still going through her clothes like a madwoman.
"Woah, Rose, slow down" I put my hands on her shoulders, attempting to slow her breathing.
"It's just a party", I reassured her.
"Yeah, you're right, I just need to breathe", she exhaled.
"I'll go put some music on, okay?"
I plugged my phone into my speaker and started playing Sweet Sweet by Travis Scott. Rose and I instantly started swaying to the song as we picked out outfits for the party.
***
"I've found the perfect outfit!" Rose said, stepping out of my closet, and she was right. She was wearing a ripped-up black crop top and black shorts with fishnets under them, and paired them with black converse.
Meanwhile, I was wearing a faded yellow t-shirt dress and white slide-on vans. We both looked at each other, and squealed.
"AHHHHH! We look SO GOOD!" We said in unison.
"Now, makeup", Rose smiled.
We made our way to my bathroom and abused my makeup bag, making sure our brows were sharp and our highlight was blinding. Rose drew her signature hearts with black eyeliner in the bottom corners of her eyes. At 9pm, we were finally ready to go.
"Text Grayson!" She shrieked.
"Okay, I will!"
I pulled out my phone and searched through my contacts, finding Grayson immediately.
me: hey g, we're ready to go
grapeson: be there in 5 mal pal
me: see u grapeson 😘
I slid my phone into my bag, snapping a few pictures in the mirror with Rose until we heard the familiar honk of Grayson's car.
Rose and I scrambled out the front door and climbed into the back of Grayson's car, squeezing next to Charlie and Anastasia. Grayson and Ethan were obviously up front. Ethan's phone was plugged into the aux, and the song Smack a Bitch by Rico Nasty was blasting through the speakers.
Charlie passed us a water bottle, obviously filled with vodka, and all the girls in the backseat took a swig. We started hyping each other up and hardcore bumping in the car.
***
We pulled up to Alice's huge mansion, bright lights flashing and music blaring. We all climbed out of the car and walked up to the door.
What I saw was a giant shit show.
Kids were hanging from the chandelier, kids were sleeping on the railings, kids were dancing on the countertops. It was definitely a party straight out of the movies.
"We're gonna go scope out the drink scenario", Charlie took Anastasia and Rose and led them towards the living room, leaving me with Grayson and Ethan.
"Bro, I gotta go, Mae Winters is giving me the eyes", ethan winked at us and went with mae upstairs.
"Now it's just you and me", I said.
"Grayson! Mallory!"
We both turned around to Alice's shrill voice, Yvette and Jenny following close behind.
"So glad you two could make it! Where's the rest of you?" she asked.
"The girls are getting beer and I'm pretty sure Ethan and Mae Winters are at second base right now in your bathroom", Grayson said with a chuckle.
"Well, we're playing 'Suck and Blow' in my room, grab the others and meet me there", She blew us a kiss and her, Jenny and Yvette went upstairs.
I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in, and Grayson clapped my back.
"Go find the girls, yeah? I'll meet you up there Mal Pal", He gives my shoulders a reassuring squeeze and disappears upstairs.
***
"The game is 'Suck and Blow,' if you know, you know", Alice flexed an index card in front of the small crowd in her room. She handed it to Yvette, and Yvette placed it on her lips. She sucked in and passed it to some random guy, who passed it to Brinley Jacobs, who passed it to me, who passed it to Grayson. I wanted to blow the index card away and kiss Grayson, but I didn't want him to be grossed out. He ended up blowing the card and making out with...
Alice.
They went at it for a few seconds, earning wolf whistles from the rest of the group and a scoff from me. When they finally pulled away, he looked at me. I rolled my eyes.
"What? She's hot", he smirked and looked at Alice again.
"Okay Grayson", I laughed it off, but on the inside I couldn't help but feel a seed of jealousy fuel inside of me.
This wasn't the Grayson I knew. Grayson didn't make out with random girls, let alone girls that destroy people's social lives. Sure, he hooked up with Brinley, but shit goes down at camp. Not at home.
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