A/N: On the side is Suke at the party. I did not make this manip, I found it on tumblr because tumbr is life!!
{Sage's POV}
I've never been that big on parties. For the time I lived with my mother and Rick, I ended up at a lot of them. Growing up, Ricky was very popular and while he was in high school he had to watch me often. Which to him meant taking his kid sister to high school parties. Ever since what happened before moving to dads I wasn't a big party person.
But when Poppy told me that Luke was throwing a party, that sparked something in me and I wanted to go. I know I should being staying focused but one harm could one party do? Exactly. Nothing. Saturday could not come any sooner.
When Luke and I were texting Thursday I honestly got a little freaked out. I mean, he told me he wanted me to wear his clothes. That's usually what people in relationships do. And we are /not/ in a relationship. I don't want to be in a relationship, at least I think I don't. God feelings are so stupid, I miss being a ballet bot with zero emotions. But at the same time it feels nice to open up.
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Saturday came way to slowly. But it was finally here. Class has just gotten out and Poppy and I went to the shower rooms to get rid of our post dance stink. We were riding with Matty and Josh to the party so we had to be quick to get ready.
Poppy put on a short navy blue dress that made her icy blue eyes pop, with black strappy heels and keeps her hair long and wavy. I put on a pair of leather leggings with one of my dad's bar name Tshirts, black heeled boots and a black leather jacket. (A/N: I know that's not what the backroom is but use imagination) What can I say I like black. I put my leather jacket on and threw my hair is a semi-messy ponytail before putting on some light makeup. As I'm checking myself in the mirror, Matty and Josh barge into our room.
"You ladies look smokin!" Josh exclaims as he looks us up and down. "Who's ready to partyyy?!" He asks and we all cheer. I grab my phone charger and throw it in my bag with my phone and keys. We all head to the taxi that's waiting for us outside.
Once inside I tell the driver Luke's address and we head on our way. The drive there is pretty short so the fee isn't that expensive. Luke's house looked very crowded which surprised me. He said it was just a couple of close friends going, but there was nearly 100 people there.
As we walk through the front door, red cups of colorful liquid was placed into each of our hands. I take a long gulp of mine before I turn to Pop, "I'm going to go find Luke and tell him we are here!" I say rather loudly due to the bumping bass.
I walk back to the living room and find him sitting on one of the leather chairs. A slutty redhead is sitting on his lap. I don't make a big deal of it since we are just friends and I don't want to give him the wrong idea. I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn around to see Michael.
"Sagey you made it! Wow your arse looks fucking amazing in leather pants. I'll have to get me a pair." I start giggling uncontrollably probably due to the strong ass liquor in this cup. Michael laughs as well at his own lame joke.
"Thanks Mikey. I guess all the ballet really paid off. That's all I was doing it for so I guess I can quit now." I laugh and he joins in.
"Let's go sit down on the couch I think they are going to play a drinking game." Mike says and I nod before turning around. Once turned I see Luke shoving the girl off his lap before flipping her off and walking to us. He flashes me a smile before giving me a rather tight hug.
"Hey Sage, you look great." He says eyeing me up and down. Michael tries to stifle his laugh but fails horribly before walking away. I wave goodbye before turning back to Luke.
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Betty Bunhead {Hemmings Au}
FanfictionBunhead- term for a ballet dancer, either affectionately or used to imply a degree of snobbery.