Two boys kissing

Chapter one:At the party

Carl POV

The party is booming, lights are flashing blue and green from the karaoke machine. And the glitter ball, is spinning diamonds around the dark room. It's loud pop music, ('Katy Perry'). The girls insisted. There's punch bowls, and plates of Gorma food on a long party table. People are dancing, feet stamping on my white ball floor. I've got everything I could want here, music, girls, friends, a pool. The most popular guy at school. Everyone wanted to be me.

I smiled at a girl. In a red miny dress. Her boobs are bulging out her dress.
Not a good look. She's those kind of girls that would do anything for sex. In other words  a slut. She prances around me, waving her bubble but in my face. Her perfumes is berry, it's alluring, a seductive smell. Meant to get girls. I smile encouragly  at her. Really I don't like it. But I pretend I do. To keep my reputation up. The girl taker, I am. She looks like a slutty barbie doll. Powdery makeup, big black eyelashes batting at me, and rose red lips. That tilt into a seductive smile. I grab her wrist.

"Hey baby!", I whisper in her ear.
She giggles. It's high pitched.And girlish. Kind of like profresor unbridgeable from Harry Potter.

She drags me from the room. I know what she wants.
"Let's find a room!", she whispers.
It's a dark bedroom, around the corner. A large queen bed, with purple covers, a vase of flowers on a dressing table, and a large wardrobe with hundreds of pointy high heels, and pretty dresses.

She kisses my kneck. Under my collar bone. I don't like it. I close my eyes. Pretending it's a guy. I feel her hands creeping up to my pants. Then my buttons popping undone. God. What was a I. A guy slutt.

Two hours later
The girl puts her dress on. I zip her golden back zipper.
"Well that was fun!', she says flirtly. Sh3 flicks her hair. Before sash saying out. And I'm left to the room, and my thoughts. Everyone thought I had everything. Really I don't h@ve everything. My parents don't live me. There hardly home. My mum always out at important meetings. My dad the same. They work at Apple. My dads is the owner of the company. My mum works there. I smile sadly, wishing I had nice parents. Before going out to the party, we're there's still people snoozing, and having hang overs.

I grab a shot glass. Drowning down some alcohol punch. It has a tangy berry flavour. And it makes my head dizzy, and feel as if it's in a day dream. My girl friend comes up to me. I feel bad about cheating. But that's who I am. A horrible person. She frowns at me.

Before sitting next to me.
I put a hand around her shoulder.
She snuggles up to me.
"We're we're you at the party!", she asks. Suspiously.
I only smile at her. Flirtly.
"Escaping in my room, too much people!", i mummble.
She nods.
But doesn't say anything. And I wonder if she knows.
My girlfriend was a shy girl. Pretty. Fair, blonde hair, small and slender. With pale blue eyes, and soft pink lips. But she's not a guy.

She grabs my arm. Leading me to my room.
"I've wanted to do this all day!", she whispers. Nibbling my ear.
But I'm not in a mood for this. I just had sex. And I liked guys.
She starts pawing my beans.
"I'm sorry, but I'm just not in a mood!", i sa6 gently.
"Why not!", she purrs.
I shrugg my shoulders.
"Just not, sorry baby!", i mummble.
Her eyes flash angrily.
"I knew you've been cheating on me for a while!", she says angrily.
My pulse quickens. Oh no. I was in deep Whitt.
"No I'm not!", i say quickly.
She places her hands on her hips.
"Yes you have, I know, because I put a camera on you!", she says.
I flush red. How dare she put a camera on me. Could she not trust me.
Well I guess not.
"Well I'm sorry!", i splutter. Not sure what to say.
"Sorry's not Good agnough!", she whispers.

A tear tracking down her face.
She starts to walk away.
And I know I'm done. I'm kinda relifed. It# over. I was going to give it a rest with girls. Now I wonder if I still have the cameras on me. I better check.