Not my Type

Chapter 6

Tyler Jones was standing in front of me with a dark green shirt and black jeans with dark dress shoes and perfectly disheveled hair.

"You are supposed to be kind to me," Steve laughs and hits him jokingly.

"Guys, we are wasting valuable time," says a boy with curly hair and dark complexion.

"We're coming," Tyler exclaims.

"What little girls they are" Steve is going to play and Tyler just gives me a cheeky look from head to toe.

Now I think this red dress is very short.

"They are best friends?" I ask Megan who was sitting in a white leather chair.

"Yes," he replies with a drink in his hands "I'm glad you came, Tori. This party is being a bit boring with only 5 girls kissing whomever they want," I give a little laugh.

"I thought you were the same" I answer, so she and I get along.

"Obviously, but I needed someone to complain about this. The birthday girl was really upset that you were coming" I follow her with her eyes, Merida was looking at us with hate, or just me.

"Why dont like him so badly?" I ask innocently."It's not like you told him to hide his claws, right?" I open my eyes in surprise. "I thought you were trying to change" a laugh came out of his mouth and everyone in the room looked at us, except those who played "you're the best, give me five" we hit them and took a shot of tequila from the table, it burns.

"How did you know?" She gives me a look and stops laughing.

"She came through that door" points to a transparent sliding door in front of us "I accuse you with Tyler, and I ask Steve to bring you" in my face a victorious smile formed.

"If he accused me it was because he is very possessive and insecure." We both laughed and Megan nodded.

"I see that your friend was able to get close to Charles's mature face" points to Jane who was at the bar with a drink laughing with Charles.

"I'm a little jealous, she seems to like Charles," he confesses.

"It doesn't seem like stopping Tyler at all," I say and she looks at me as she takes her funny drink.

"Because what you say?" a lot of information to comment with Megan, at school she was the rumor spreader and the most popular for the same.

"You can tell kilometers, Meg" I have another drink.

"You like?" I choked on the drink. "Calm down" he laughs and gives me a glass with a drink and I take it to calm me down.

"Don't die, Tori" Steve yells at me "is our first date" my eyes like those of the 20 boys in the room open.

"Shit," Megan whispers.

"Than?" I ask with the drink in my mouth.

"You didn't answer me yet, Tori" I start laughing.

"Obviously not, you're crazy." A mischievous smile appears on his lips.

"Sure? Because it would be very cliche that the best friends would fight for you" I drink the glass of alcohol he gave me.

"I'm not a cliche girl" I defend.

"You're right, the cliche are helpless and virgin. Your friend Zoe, for example"

I can't deny that I had a real touch, but I wouldn't let him offend her like that.

"She's not cliche, it's better than us. That's all." Megan raises both hands.