Chapter 17

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MYSTERIOUS POV(not so mysterious anymore)

"She's coming." She said, out of breath.

"Good good. Now I can get her. And if she doesn't have it, then she's dead." I said.

"I'll put some of the stuff in his drink." He said.

"You sure it'll make him out of it?" I asked. He nodded.

"Now we just have to wait." I said as I say back in my chair.

BRIAR'S POV

I ended up doing absolutely nothing yesterday.

We all just sat there and practically threw up as JC and Lia made kissy faces at each other and sucked each others faces off.

I looked at my closet, at all my dresses.

Tonight is the party Sam is taking me to. Right now I'm trying to decide from three dresses.

One is a little above the knees and is a dark forest green color with a dark brown leather belt. Another is a cotton candy pink strapless. The last one is a off white spaghetti strap top and a floral bottom with a brown leather belt.

I chose the cotton candy pink one. I put it on and made my hair a little wavy. I applied my makeup and chose a pair of wedges.

I had a total of probably about an hour left until the party actually started.

I stayed in my room.

I sat at my white keyboard and began playing and singing Titanium by David Guetta.

You shout it out

But I can't hear a word you say

I'm talking loud not saying much

I'm criticized

But all your bullets ricochet

Shoot me down, but I get up

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet, you take your aim

Fire away, fire away

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

Cut me down

But it's you who have further to fall

Ghost town and haunted love

Raise your voice

Sticks and stones may break my bones

Shoot me down, but I get up

I'm bullet proof

Nothing to loose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet, you take your aim

Fire away, fire away

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down

But I won't fall

I am titanium

I am titanium

"Briar! We're gonna be late to the party!" Kian yelled up to me. Its time already?

"Coming!" I began running down the stairs when I saw him.

Sam was in a maroon button up shirt and black pants. God is he hot.

"So you're my date to the party?" He asked with a smile on his face.

"And vice versa." I smiled back as I continued down the stairs.

"Shall we?" He held out his arm like a gentleman.

"We shall." I took the offer and we locked arms.

"I'm not gonna be able to make it until later guys," Kian said," I have my video to make still." He said.

"Bummer, we'll ill see you later." Sam said.

"Don't get too freaky and use protection. Wait, don't have sex at all!" Kian yelled at us as we made our way out of the house.

"Whatever happens happens. I'm making no promises!" Sam yelled back.

"I swear to god Samuel Pottorff, if you fuck my sister you're dead!" He yelled at us.

We began walking to the party laughing.

"You know you look hot." Sam said.

"And you're not too shabby yourself." I replied, looking at him.

"I fix up good, don't you think?" He stopped and did a pose.

"Bravo!" I began clapping.

We both burst out laughing.

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