I dressed up into something very comfortable not too complicated cause I wouldn't know what's going to happen there, so I had to prepare myself most of the time these parties are wild.
Shadia and I walked out and went to the room where the party was being held...as we walked in there was a small of alcohol;people smoking pot;weed;drugs and cigarrets you name it,it was all there.
I picked up one bottle of beer,I was struggling to open it up.
"Do you need help?"a very deep familiar voice said...I looked up to see brown eyes;black hair;tanned skin;killer jawline;deadly smile and a skin ass tattoo.
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Who do you guys think the guy is...?
Is it a stranger she met?
For those of you who comment Steven,it can't be Steven his dead right?!?! *smirk*
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RoadKill
Short StoryHer chances were slim,but she couldn't let that stop her. It was escape or death. And she wasn't ready to die.
