The Greyson Project..
Policemen everywhere and my headache getting worse with each passing second, every one here is waisted, so am I, right now my life is on the edge.
Harold is the only one who's not that drank, I hate him though, well Eva was high before we even get to the party so she is in a big trouble.
So am I my mum would freak out once she see me.
You probably confused well lets call the events from latter that day shall we....
Or night I'm still confused okay?
12:05 AM
Smoky eyeliner.. check ✔
Red lipstick .... check ✔
Wavey hair ... check ✔
Last touch.. check ✔
I shake my brown hair down my back, as my brown eyes looked dark green, thanks to the smoky eyeliner, my short dark blue dress with a gold touch, work on it, looks so sexy, showing every curve.
"Perfect" I said looking at my self in the mirror, as I heard my phone vibrating on my night stand.
I snake out of my room to the back door on my tiptoe, my heels in my hand, trying my best not to make any noesis last thing I want is to get in sight of my mum eyes.
I walked out of the house safely, I spot Eva's yellow car.
Walking towards the car I put my gold heels on.
"Watup bitch" Eva giggled, obviously high.
"Couldn't you wait, till at least when we get to the party?" I annoyingly asked her.
"Nope, your voice is funny" she said through laughter.
"Okay get out I'm driving" I shouted, I'm not letting a high teenager drive me to my death.
"Don't be such a party pooper" she said childishly, with one glare she moved to the back seat "Fine" she huffed.
"Good Girl" a fake smile crept on my face, as I walked around the car, and pushed the door open.
I claimed into the driver seat, and drove to the party, Eva kept singing with the songs and dancing in the back seat, once I find a place to park the car, Eva jumped out the car before I can even turn the engine off.
"You need a brain" I told her once I get on her side out of the car.
"Nope I need a man" she giggled, and I joined her.
"And help" I add.
"Stop talking and let the party begin" she almost screamed in my ear, putting her arm around my shoulder dragging me to the house.
"Hey, cuz; you made it" Lzzy my cousin and my best friend said, Her long blond hair curled loosely her grey eyes landed on my shoe, her lips formed a smaller smile.
I looked at her head to toe, her white dress end on her thigh "You look badass" I tell her, and she shrugged.
"I always do" she said.
"And I need a drink" Eva impatiently spoke.
"Me too" I joined her.
"Don't forget..." Lzzy started but I cut her.
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The Greyson Project
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