Against society [AMBW]

28. Virgin?

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"Bitch you ain't tell me you're rich rich!" I run into the arms of Judas, who's standing outside the black doors of the glass house.

Parting from his hug, I step back to witness the absolute beauty in front of me. Huge is an understatement for a house of this size, glass replaced brick with the occasional white walls to form structure and some form of privacy. Surrounding the building are marble fences and a tall black gate. No trees are in sight, opposite to our hometown, instead driveway spot lights light up the drive with the sound of clashing of ocean waves.

"Any help?" Adrian waddles over from his car towards the house with my bag and backpack, and his bag and backpack.

"I'm coming, bro." Judas waves and jogs over to him.

I mean I would help... but why would I do that? I like seeing people suffer sometimes.

"Thanks boys." I open the door which leads to a glass walled walkway with mini water lakes running between. At the end of the walkway, a black and white kitchen owned this bitch.

Damn! This family is where the cash is at.

"Fav, you arrived a bit late." Mel walks in the kitchen from behind me with her arms crossed.

"Yeah, caught up at the gas station and stuff."

"It takes that long, does it?"

"Guess so."

"Well...did you get the snacks at least?" She bites her acrylics.

"Take those nasty chemicals out of your mouth." I pull her hand away from her mouth.

"Answer my question."

"No. We'll go out in a bit."

"Did you two do some nasties in the car or something?" She bites her lip in attempt to hide her near smile.

"No comment."

"Bitch! He put it in you!...In the car!"

"Who put what in you?" Adrian's deep voice takes over the area.

"You put-" I slap Mel's hand. This girl can't keep her mouth shut- this is why I don't tell play with her.

"I was joking, Mel." I spit out with my teeth clenched.

"I want to hear a joke." Judas enters with my suitcase and backpack.

"I forgot?" I almost question myself then walk over to the suitcase standing in the middle of the room.

"Well then..." Judas rocks on his heels before handing me my backpack. I hope I didn't under pack. Cause I mean I packed a lot, but I feel like I've forgotten something.

"I'll be in the master. Mel has chosen one of the rooms on left wing. So you two can choose any room you want. There's a third floor as well, but if you choose that you might not want to get drunk."

"Thank you, Jude." I smile and head towards the steps. The feeling of eyes staring at me enters my thoughts, causing me to turn around at the three of them.

"What?" I shrug with hand movement.

"You called him Jude." Adrian laughs.

"And you just laughed for like the first time, your point is?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Whatever, babe." I shoot daggers at his head.

"Fav, you've never called me that." He tucks his non existent hair behind his ear, "Are we moving to second stage so soon?"