Lucky Me

*IV*

Chapter Four

Tessa comes by again, but it's just her this time. She and Ezra are watching a movie and her legs are resting on top of his lap and her head is resting against the arm of the couch.

Before I could make a quick escape to my room, she calls out my name. I try to ignore her but she calls my name out again and I groan and stop in my tracks.

I turn around, folding my arms over my chest. "What do you want?'' I snapped. It's not like I enjoyed being insulted at.

She smiles, "you said you weren't a rich brat and a prissy right?''

I shake my head, "I don't recall ever saying that.''

She rolls her eyes at me and then shuts off the tv and Ezra protests. "What the hell, Tessa?''

"Shush,'' Tessa places her finger on top of his lips and he slaps her handoff. She looks back at me, not offended by Ezra's actions. "Anyway, I was wondering if you'd like to go to one little frat parties with us? It's going to be hella fun.''

I wrinkle my nose, I'm not into frat parties. But if I want Tessa to stop bothering and calling me a prissy and rich brat then I guess a party wouldn't hurt. "Fine, what time does it start?''

"I'll drive you there,'' Ezra tells me and I nod and Tessa now looks pissed. I guess this isn't what she planned. Her boyfriend driving me to the party she invited me to.

"But I can bring a friend, right?''

Tessa smiles, "of course you can!'' she claps and sits up, "this is going to be so much fun.''

Ezra rolls his eyes, "please, turn on the television.''

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I called Deb, asking her if she could come to the party with me. Of course, she said yes and she came over to my dorm so we could get ready.

She basically transformed me and I ended up wearing this stylish black crop top hoodie with mesh and blue shorts which were insanely ripped. I at least could wear my converses and tie my hair into a ponytail. And at least she didn't put so much makeup on me.

When we were done getting ready, Ezra was already waiting for us. He was sitting on the couch, going through his phone, completely oblivious to the fact that we were standing like three feet away from him.

Deb rolled her eyes, "we're ready.''

He looked up and then looked at me, his eyes roaming my body. I suddenly felt naked, my legs were exposed and so was my belly. All I wanted to do was to pull down my crop top or at least tuck it into my shorts. But I couldn't tuck it into my shorts without pulling up the shorts and exposing my bum. I was not going to have that happen.

He smirked and then his eyebrows shot up when he saw Deb. I felt a pang of jealousy for some reason. I was used to having Deb we the hotter and more confident friend. She attracted boys like a moth to a flame. Her sense of style was . . . interesting.

Ezra stood up, "okay, let's go.''

I close the door behind us and we took the elevator. I tapped my foot impatiently for a few seconds before the elevator doors open. We made our way towards Ezra's car which was a black Range Rover.

I climbed into the passenger seat, because why the hell not? I was already wearing a crop top and booty shorts so how can I possibly embarrass myself more?

Deb cocked an eyebrow at me and I stuck out my tongue and she smiled, climbing into the back. Ezra's Range Rover roared to life and he pulled out of the parking space and looked at me before driving towards the frat house.