September 1991, school, sex, drinking, drugs, being the new kid, parties, death, pregnancy scares, homophobia, STD's, sports, fashion, parents, fights, abuse, cheating, just some of the turbulent challenges any regular teen faces in the quiet New Ha...
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The sounds of hair dryers, minor and frivolous chit chat and Mariah Carey on Hermione's high end Sony stereo system filled the room, calming the atmosphere for the four girls as they prepared for Hiram's party.
Hermione watched from her desk as Sierra made finishing touches to her hair, Mary was no doubt complaining about something as she lay down on Hermione's bed, she couldn't hear properly over Sierra's blow dryer, and Alice doing what she does best, unapologetically admiring herself in the mirror.
"Christ, I look like shit." Alice pointed out as she checked over her perfectly symmetrical face, fluffing her curly dark blonde locks that fell over her shoulder.
Alice's words gain Mary's attention instantly, forcing her to look up from the book she quietly read. "Alice stop, you're gorgeous, okay?" She encouraged with a chuckle before turning to her reading. She rarely admit it out loud but she was mildly jealous of the blondes looks.
Alice narrowed her eyes wondrously, turning back to the mirror and admiring her body in her tight black cropped halter top and denim mini skirt before flicking her lips into a smirk.
"I'm convinced you only ever say that so you can get a reaction telling you otherwise." Sierra announced as she paused from her hair.
Alice's mouth fell agape before shifting her unimpressed gaze towards Sierra. "Always the mood killer Sierra." She sighed out before returning to focus on her face.
"I'm surprised you're going." Hermione added while she searched through her closet for an outfit, one that hopefully didn't clash and was weather friendly. "You do know Hal's gonna be there, right?"
Alice remained silent, offering nothing but a sharp roll of her eyeliner and mascara filled blue orbs. Hal Cooper, he'd been her on and off boyfriend for roughly 6 months, but more of a fuck buddy at first. The two often found themselves in a childish and toxic cycle of back and forth with no growth or development, and quite frankly, everybody around them found it beyond irritating, but would never say it to their faces
"Oh my, you guys are off this week?" Mary questions ironically, bringing her hand to her chest as she feigns concern. "Forgive me, I'm having difficulty keeping up."
A burst of laughter came out of Sierra's mouth as she twirled her hair, followed by an innocent snicker from Hermione as she focused on her closet and pulled out a deep purple halter top, sizing it up to her chest.
"What even happened between the two of you?" Hermione enquired with a look of confusion. "Before I left, you both seemed fine, well as fine as can be, for you two anyway."
Alice halted her hands by her lips as displeasure and irritation crossed her face, the sudden thought of Hal's harsh words and Hiram and his interference flooded through her mind again. She shifted her head towards Hermione's oblivious face, slightly tightening her jaw as her luscious blonde locks fell over her shoulder. "Ask your drug peddling boyfriend." She impulsively snapped, a troubling habit of hers that her friends and family had seemed to had gotten used to by now.
