My Crazy Addiction (Sam Wilkinson Fanfic)

That Party Life ♡

It was 8:17 pm. One of my roommates named Sarah was a heavy pot smoker, and a heavy party girl. She wants to go to a party and I want to go as well. I could get down to dance and drink and try to find new people to talk to.

8:27 pm. Me and Sarah were in our room, looking for the perfect clothes for a party. We do this very often. Sarah always pulls out the most sluttiest looking outfits. While me on the other hand, picks a less slutty outfit. You can say I do wear slutty clothes, but if you compared me to Sarah, you'd see what I mean.

I put on a short black dress that stopped at the middle of my thighs. I wore netted leggings and black heels. I put on bright red lipstick and heavy black make up. I felt so ready to party. I could feel my blood boil. I lit up a cigarette just before we started to head out the door.

We got in the car. Sarah was wearing a tight red dress that was really short. It stopped up to the beginning of her thighs. She wore booty shorts with netted leggings. She really looked beautiful. Her hair was long and blonde, and curly. Her blue eyes were bright and sparkled at night, with the car light on. She looked over to me and said "Damn you dirty slut. You look hella sexy." And winked. "Watch all the guys come up to you." Screeched Sarah. I highly doubt it Sarah. "Han, look, you're perfect. The right guy is going to come in your life some day. I promise." This is why I loved Sarah, she made me feel so much better about myself. I smiled and turned my head towards the window.

We got to the party, cars were packed everywhere. It was a house on a hill. The best thing about it was it was a house all by itself. So we get to make all the noise we want. Sarah finally found a place to park. We got out the car and started walking up the hill.

We got in the door way, lots of people were all crowded everywhere in the house. The house was dark and had every color you could name, flashing lights. The smell of booze and hot weed ran in the air. People were pushing me and boys whistled at me. One even said he wanted me. I shook it off my shoulders and laughed. I walked towards the stairs. I grabbed a cup of beer and walked to the top of the stairs. I sat there staring down at my phone, and every once in a while, guys I would never have a chance with.