"Have a good evening son, remember the rules, no excessive amounts of alcohol, no getting any girls pregnant and-"
"Yeah, I know, bye dad. " I say smiling then shutting the door as he waves back in a shift of laughter.
"I wonder what this night holds. " I tell myself walking through the driveway to the party Hall just downstairs. I get a card for dissmisal and get in, the Hall monitor and three other buff guys are there in camouflage outfits.
"Hey Lee, " I shake the Hall monitor's hand. "Loving your camouflage. " I smile. My dad's always taught me to keep it cool with the bodyguards incase of some issue, I don't get denied.
"Thanks, you're looking sweet yourself, hon. " He smiles.
"I know, " I smile. "Have a good night bro. " I smile.
"You too. " He smiles as we do a broshake.
As I walk in the wide open doors I smile in contentment. Everywhere is nicely lit up, with purple, white and black balloons at specific corners of the room, golden floor length curtains, chandeliers and a punch table.
And there is a grand stage with beautiful lights around it. There's DJ Sang it on the turn table. Everyone is having a great time at the party. It's about 5:00 now and I go to the common room where Aisha has asked my presence at.
Every girl is staring at me like I'm the last slice of pizza on the table or something. I ignore them and walk to the hallways of the elevator then I jump into one that is about to close and smirk at the ladies that are winking at me.
When we arrive at the door of the common room, I wave at them and leave. I walk down to the common room and the Hall is very quiet and relaxing and there is a Whitney Houston song playing in the background with smooth colour fairy lights around the place with ribbons and portfolio cards with love sayings and inscriptions on them from the art class.
"Omg." I say as I see a large sculpture of Louis Sebastien and Enix Dolton hugging, they are like the best ever couple in the music industry to be together for a long time and are now dead. I gasp at another sculpture of my now dead favorite musician, Avicii. What is this all about? I ask myself when I enter the common room.
There is a girl in a blue long dress with a silver belt and brown curly hair with flowers around her. She is now playing with a ribbon and slowly rapping it around her fore finger.
"I hope you've brought me a brochette for my hair and seven gold rings. "She says slowly turning around. Okay, now I'm confused.
"What is going on? "
"You know, when a cake is full and creamy everyone would love it and want to have big bites isn't it? " She asks.
"Ummm, yea? "
"Of course, so won't you want to have a bite of me? "
"Hold on, that's a really weird question. " I tell her as she now spins around and it's......
" What? " I shriek at the sight of Ashley. She's as beautiful as beautiful itself. I have no words, I am lost in her brownish, yellowish cinnamon eyes. They have longer lashes now with sparkling eye shadow.
"What is it Davis? " She asks coming closer to me.
"Ummm, you seem a lot stranger, different and-"
"Isn't the best look on me, different, I mean being different from other people is good isn't it? "
"Yeah, I think? " I say shaking as she approaches me even closer and now the lights have gone down and the music is now louder and there is a disco ball on the center of the room. And there are now golden sparkles of light circling around the room. And I'm like, what?
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Life without Davis
Ficção Adolescente"He is all you ever think of and all that you ever will" these words kept on strangling my tender mind. I try so hard to forget him but it doesn't budge. I wake up to the thoughts of him. I see him even when he's not there, it's like I've gone mad...
