The Dream

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Azalea's P.O.V

I stand in the doorway, straightening out my long black dress and making sure my black heels are on all the way. I survey the room, looking for someone that I know yet I can't find anyone. The back of a blue and blonde haired boy catches my eye. He doesn't go to our school, so why is he at the junior party?

I walk over to him but as I do I bump into Carla Streatham, the captain of the cheer squad and most loved and popular girl of the school.

"Would you look out Azaloser?" She sneers. I pick up the drink next to me and look up at her.

"I've had enough of you, Carla!" I shout. I toss the drink onto her bright pink dress, making sure to get it on her matching heels with cheetah interior.

The music and everyone in the room falls silent as she screams.

"I'm going to make you the most hated girl in school, Caylen! Just you watch!" She turns on her heel and runs into the bathroom to clean off her expensive dress.

"Don't complain. Daddy can just buy you a new dress!" I shout after her. Someone taps my shoulder and I turn around to meet eyes with the boy I had seen before. But before I see his face, I wake up.

Kian's P.O.V

I stand around the kitchen area chatting with some friends that invited me here. I don't know why I was here at a party that wasn't even ment for me, but I had nothing better to do on a Friday night so I rented a tuxedo and drove here.

Girls have been flirting with me but I wasn't interested in any of them. There's a girl talking to me right now, but I'm not listening. Her name is Carla Streatham I think.

"I'll be right back. I'll get us some drinks!" She laughs, snapping me out of my thoughts. I nod and wave her away so that I could have some alone time. I hear a scream and turn around to see the back of a red headed girl. I look next to her to see Carla with a giant red spot in the middle of her expensive designer dress and the juice filling into her 6 inch matching heels.

"Don't complain. Daddy can just buy you you a new dress!" The red head retorts as Carla runs to the bathroom. I smile and walk up to her and tap her shoulder. She starts to turn around, but before I could see her face I wake up.

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