The Original Group

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Chapter one
Play song when I tell you
Jocelyn's POV

It was the end of graduation day. I did it! I got through four years of hell. The class of '92. Now I was getting dragged out of the school doors and thrown into Maryse's red Lotus Elise S1. She drove like a maniac down the clear road to her massive mansion. She pulled into her drive way swiftly, nearly smashing into the side of the house. She sprints out of the car and yanks me to the front door.

I know why she was behaving like a rabbit on speed but she could of at least let me walk to the door at my own pace. "Mar slow down! You're leaving scorch marks on the floor!" I say through a laugh. She continues dragging me across her hallway and up the stairs, "The graduation party is in four hours and I have to get you and myself ready! There is no time to waste!" I laugh at her determined tone of voice.

We got to her room where I was thrown down in front of a vanity table filled with a variety of makeup and brushes. Maryse started attacking my face with an assortment of powders, black and colourful liquids and even some pomades. Half an hour later she steps back and my face was covered lightly in a layer of makeup. My face was made up of a mass of nude colours on my eyes and a black shade to create a smokey eye along with some black mascara and eyeliner and my lips were nude. She jogged behind me and pulled my hair out of its messy bun she then sections it off into three different sections straightening each section as she goes. When she finishes straightening my hair she grabs two small sections at the front and pins them together at the back of my head.

An hour later Maryse finished her hair and makeup and we were now waiting for our nails and toes to dry. Her makeup was the same as mine but instead her lips were bright red not nude. Her hair was dead straight and was falling gracefully down her back unlike mine which has a mind of its own.

After our nails were dry we slipped on our dresses hers wass a v-neckline with a classic bodycon fit, asymmetric hem, and slight ruching on the sides in the shade of a dark blood red colour and paired with red heels. Mine was a folded bardot neck, bow detail, shoulder straps and a flared skirt in black with black heels(not really my choice but Maryse forced me).

2 hours later

We had left Maryse's and we were on our way to the hotel where our graduation party was being held. We stepped out of her car and we were greeted by Robert, Valentine, Stephan, Celine, Luke and Amatis. As soon as I got out the car Valentine ran to me and picked me up spinning me around. We had been together since freshmen year and he was the love of my life. He put me down and looked at me, his eye sparkled with love and lust. We were broken out of our daze when we saw Maryse and Robert awkwardly standing next to each other, they both secretly liked each other but they were both too stubborn to admit it, smiling at each other.

We walked into the hotel lobby and was directed to a hall with music blasting out loud and lights flashing all around. Everyone was already dancing and taking photos and drinking.

A few hours later
(Play song now)
I was in the middle of the dance floor with Valentine next to me, we were dancing together so close that our bodies were grinding against one another. We were dancing along to Finally by Cece Pennington the biggest hit that year and my favourite song but sadly I was to drunk to remember that. The next few moments became a blur and the next thing I remember is running up the stairs laughing holding hands with someone I thought was Valentine.

The next morning
I woke up with this pounding pain in my head and the sun blinding my eyes. I looked down at myself and noticed I was naked I looked to my side expecting to see Valentine but was in pure horror when I was greeted by Robert lightwood. I screamed and caused Robert to sit up looking around frantically. Our eyes met and they both widened at the same time. We both jumped out of bed and grabbed our clothes rushing to put them on. After I finished getting dressed I didn't even turn around and look at Robert I just run out of the door and called Maryse.

She told me what room she was in and I met her. I was ready to tell her what happened, to ask her for advice on what to do with Val, but then I realised, Maryse loved Robert, I couldn't tell her she would be crushed, I knew they weren't dating but they both loved each other. Instead of knocking on her door I texted Val to meet me in the lobby.

A few minutes later I felt a hand on my shoulder I turned and was met with dark blue eyes and a small smile placed on his face looking a bit disappointed. Did he know? "Hey where did you go last night? One minute we were dancing and the next you disappeared." I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. I stood up and hugged him, "Oh I think my drunken self must have gone to mine and Maryse's room subconsciously." I uttered. I pulled away from our hug to look at him he grinned at me and took my hand in his. I had an idea, a way where I would never have to face the guilt of seeing Robert in the same room as Val and Mar. "Val? Let's go." He chuckled, " Yeah okay my cars in the parking lot we can..." I cut him off by speaking.

"No. I mean let's get out of New York. Let's go to Texas or London or Hawaii!" I say pleading. He just looks at me completely shocked. "Jocelyn, London is very fare compared to the others." I looked down, "Yeah I know that I just want to get out of New York and go somewhere else and start a new life with you." I'm trying so hard not sound desperate but if I ask him anymore I might as well start begging. "Jocelyn what about college? I want to get my own business someday and you want to open up your own art gallery. We need college grades for that." I let out and exhausted breath, "Val there are colleges in Texas and London and Hawaii. There are colleges anywhere. Even Paris."

His worried expression washed away and was replaced with a childish grin, "Okay. Let's go. Let's go to Paris." My eyes light up and I pull his lips down to meet mine. As we're kissing I feel a slight pain in my chest. Guilt. I felt guilty for lying to him but I can't tell him I love him too much for that. We stop kissing and run outside to his car to start our new life. To live in Paris.

I'm not American so sorry if some of the words and phrases are different like if it says 'mum' instead if 'mom' just warning ya. I know this chapter is sorta long I just wanted to explain the back story of the original group. Haha see what I did there ha. No? Okay. Well I hope you enjoyed.

Xoxo Shanice

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