Second Chance- COMPLETED

Chapter 12

It is Saturday, the time for Kyle's party. I didn't know what to wear so I asked mom to help me out. My mom is one of those rare moms with a really great fashion sense. She picked out a red crop top, black ripped jeans, and some black heels.

"You sure about this mom? I feel like a hooker." Pulling the crop top down to cover up the exposed skin on my stomach but it just revealed more boob cleavage. I can't win right now.

"You look amazing! If you actually looked like a hooker then I wouldn't let you walk out this house young lady." She was still fussing over my hair trying to give it a natural "fluff", whatever that means. 

Ding-Dong

"Oh! Kohl is here! I'll get the door." I swear she is asking like a teenager. 

Breathe Ivy, breathe you can do this. You can party. You are the party. Okay now I just sound crazy. I head down stairs, the click of my heels hitting the wooden stairs catches Kohl's attention.

"Woah..." His eyes grew wide as if he was a little kid in a candy store. "You-you look um yea." He laughs nervously. 

"Thank you." I smile shyly. 

We say goodbye to my mom after she took tons of pictures. You would think we were going to prom or something. 

We make it to the party and you could mistake the bass of the speaker for an earthquake. Holy.... there has to be over a hundred people in this living room!

Feeling my anxiety ready to kick into over drive I am ready to haul ass out of here but Kohl grabs my hand. Looking back at him unsure he gives me a reassuring smile.

"Trust me?" Taking a deep breathe I nod. He leads me towards what appears to be the "dance floor" and twirls me around. That one twirl turned into 3 songs of straight dancing. 

"Woow! You really can dance. How about I get us some drinks?" Kohl offered.

"Yea that sounds good. I'm just going to head to the bathroom to freshen up."

"Okay don't go too far." He places a kiss on my cheek before heading to where I think is the kitchen. Now to find the bathroom.

Man this Kyle guy has a really big house! Nope not that corner. Nope. That's a bedroom. That's a closet. Where the heck is the bathroom?!

"I thought I told you not to wear shit like that!" What the hell.. I slowly creep around another corner where I heard the shouting. Oh crap its Jake! Is that Tiffany? Is she crying?

"Every guy here keeps looking at you." He says to her.

"I can wear what I want Jake you're not my dad. So what if they look! I'm here with you." Tiffany tries to wrap her arms around Jake but he just pushes her away rough enough for her to hit the wall. 

"Fine if you want to act like a slut go be with one of them tonight." Jake stormed off the other way.

I slowly walk up to Tiffany when I'm sure Jake is gone. 

"Tiff, are you okay?" She sniffled and began to wipe her tears.

"I'm fine Ivy. Mind your own business." She pushes past me and headed down the same hall Jake did.

What the hell.. Forgetting my original trip to the bathroom I went in search for Kohl.

"Oh! Sam! Sam!" I shout for her when I spotted her in the living. 

"Hey Ivy! Oh you look hot!" 

"Thanks look I have to tell you something." I began to recap what just happened upstairs.

"Honestly Ivy, I think it's best if Tiff fights her own battles. Look I'll catch up with you later."

Could Sam be right? I mean Tiffany didn't even believe me and defended Jake.

"Hey I've been looking for you." I jumped at the sound of Kohl's voice. He had two cans of soda in his hand.

"Hey um is it okay if we just go?" I couldn't get over what Jake said to Tiffany.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yea I'm just not feeling so good." Liar.

"Okay no problem we can go."