❝HONEY❞
❚chapter one; eye contact❚
MICHAEL WAS NOT enjoying himself.
Currently, he was at a party that he only went to because all of his friends were going. His head was resting against the sweat covered walls. He was overheated and couldn't breath.
Setting his cup down, Michael made his way outside, pushing past the sweaty bodies that bumped into him on the journey out.
He was supposed to be enjoying himself. Today was the annual party where everyone got shitfaced their last free Saturday before the first day of school. It was Michaels senior year, and though he tried, he doubted he would graduate.
Michael sat on the concrete ledge in front of the small house that the party was held at. This was the only place they could do it without getting busted by the cops.
He tugged at the ends of his freshly died purple and black hair, taking in deep breaths. He shoved his hand into the pocket of his old leather jacket, the one he stole from his dad, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.
Michael took long drags, blowing the smoke out of his nose. Once he was done, the threw it on the ground, smashing it with a dirty black boot and standing up.
His eyes scanned, settling on a short tan figure with a pop of blonde hair standing out against a small tight black dress.
Smiling to himself, Michael confidentially strode over to her, the alcohol numbing his brain as he flirted with her. Within 10 minutes her hands were around Michaels waist, leaving sloppy kisses on her lips. She tasted of beer and a faint hint of vomit. Michael knew she was piss drunk and felt no remorse in taking advantage of her.
Her lips trailed kisses down his neck, causing him to groan. His eyes shot open with pleasure, and catching the eye of a girl.
She was staring at the two.
Michael thought she was hot, making eye contact with her dark green orbs. The girl was just looking at him with disgust. She marched over to the two, pulling the girl off of him.
"C'mon, Sam." She rolled her eyes as she pulled the girl away. Michael gave her a wave, smiling lazily. She pulled the girl behind her and the two walked down the street, but by then, Michael had already moved on.
What even is this
It's bad rn and sO short but It will get better and longer I pROMISE
Ruby
