The Peterson's

Chapter 5

The party starts at 7pm.
It's 6:30 right now.

I have thirty minutes to get ready and leave the house without anyone knowing.
"Let's do this" I whisper, jumping up and walking over to my wardrobe. I decide to wear a strapless red, short, fitted dress with a black leather jacket and black high heels.
Yes, you are probably thinking that I look slutty right now but I'm going to a party...I have to have some fun, right?

Once I'm dressed, I straighten my hair and add makeup, loads of makeup. Probably too much makeup.

I look in the mirror and then open my phone, it's 6:50.
Ten minutes to climb out my window on the third floor and somehow get down in high heels. This is going to be fun.
I grab my phone and then walk over to the window. I slowly open in it and put one leg out.
I probably look like an idiot right now.

My foot roams for a stable part of the slated roof and then I stand on it. I haul the rest of my body out of the window...but then I lose grip, and fall.

*Thump*

Ouch. That hurt, a lot.
I look up slowly to see if anyone heard my fall in the house but luckily no one did.

Also may I add that I somehow held my phone throughout that whole fall. Wow.

I pull myself up and then pick all the leaves out of my now messy hair. My body is now aching. And now I have to walk. I take the shortcut through the forest that connects to my backyard and then start hearing the loud music from the other side of the bushes as I reached further in. I make my way through the bushes and then look around.

The party is massive. There are at least 200 people here (all from different schools and areas) ...and Jordan. Oh shit. He's about 10 metres directly in front of me. Maybe I should just leave. I'm about to turn and leave when I feel a strong hand grip around my arm.

I quickly turn and swing at the drunk that has probably grabbed me. The person quickly grabs hold of my other arms as it is about to come in contact with their now revealed face. It's Cameron Dallas.

"Geez...Just Zoey, you're feisty" He smirks at me and then releases both of my arms.

"Um I'd love to stay and talk but I really have to go" I start turning but he steps in front of me.

"Yeah...about that. Once you enter my parties, you can't leave until I say" Cameron shrugs and laughs.

"But you don't understand, I really need to leave. If I don't, I am literally dead. Cam please let me go" I basically beg. He just smirks again and shakes his head.

"Sorry Just Zoey but rules are rules" Cameron laughs and the skulls a cup of some cheap alcohol. "At least stay for one drink. I mean come on...you're the new girl. Make a good first impression"

He's right. It's a party. I'm staying. "Fine...One drink" I laugh and he offers me his hand. I grab hold of it and I instantly feel a spark, his large, strong hand intertwined with mine. He holds it tightly as he leads me through a large crowd of people and through to the drinks.

Cameron starts talking to a guy standing by the drinks once we arrive. "Just Zoey, this is James Varard. He's been my best friend since I was five" Cameron says. James smiles at me kindly. He seems nice. A blonde haired girl then appears. She wraps her arms around James' neck and starts making out with him.

"And that's Melody, James' girlfriend" Cameron continues, with a disgusted look on his face at her risqué approach . He then avoids the couple making out and pours a drink.

He passes me the drink and I look down at it in confusion "Uh thanks but what type of alcohol is this?" Cameron laughs "I actually have no idea" I just shrug and skull it. I get a burning sensation down my throat, it hurts but it's so good.

I pour myself another drink and can already feel myself getting drunk.

This is going to be an interesting night.