Chapter Five (12/1/19)

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Parker Kavinski above, minus facial hair^^

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A/N: I'm not 13 anymore y'all, I'm a few years older. So I don't know if the book is going to be better than it was to begin with or not. Here's to hoping it will.

Dedicated to @anikarosebear for commenting and asking me to update, because to be honest I was planning on just discontinuing this book, but the fact that one (at least) person wants me to continue this, I shall continue it. It will be slow updates though because I have auditions coming up for band and too much homework.

Thanks y'all and thank you @anikarosebear ! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Silver pov

"Hey Violet!" I yell into my phone.

"Hey girl! What's up?!" She yells back.

"Nothing. Just wanted to know if my best friend is up for a party?" I love going to parties. I also love getting drunk. And kissing guys. Don't get me wrong, I don't go farther than kissing. Plus, there's nothing wrong with it. I'm not using them or anything, and they aren't using me.

"You know I can't say no to a party. Especially when there are some hot ladies at parties." She tells me and I laugh.

"Okay." I laugh.

"Get ready and I'll meet you at the party. Oh, and who's house?" Violet asks.

"Parker Kavinski's" I tell her. Gosh dang, is that boy hot.

"Hell yes! You make sure you get that boy tonight, Silver!"

I just laugh at her.

"You remember his address, right?" I ask Violet. Sometimes she can be a little forgetful.

"Haha, very funny. Of course I know it. Do you know it? I mean, I need to make sure you know his address, so you should tell me, and I can see if you're right." Violet says.

"Okay, I'll send it to you in a few. We should get ready." I tell her.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Meet you at your babes house! Bye! Love you!" She shouts.

"I love you too!" I shout back.

I hear her laugh, then hang up. Plugging my phone in and making sure it's charging, I go into my closet to pick an outfit out.

Let's see, black jeans, or gray jeans? Definitely black. I don't know though, maybe gray. No, black, with a nice cloudy, gray shirt. Perfect.

I grab the clothes and change into them, then look at myself in the mirror.

I look good.

I'll just put my hair into a messy bun. I put my long, thick, brown hair into a ponytail, then into a semi-neat bun, then pull at some parts to make it messy.

"You're looking delicious girl." I whisper to myself, looking in the mirror.

"Where are my shoes?" I ask aloud to no one in particular.

"Looking for these?" I heard Jack say, coming into my room.

"Yes, thanks." I say, and try to reach for them.

"Nu-uh missy. You can only have these under one condition." He said.

Sometimes, I really don't like my brother.

"What's that?" I ask. Please don't be anything bad.

"You bring home that boy, Parker Kavinski, sometime, alright?" Jack said.

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