Bestfriends With My Doppelganger

Chapter 8

      "Can you help me with this please?" I ask Marisol, handing her the curling iron.

    She walks over from lacing up her shoes and takes the curling iron from my hand.

    "I want it to be more wavy than curly" I tell her. My hair is naturally wavy but it was a bit frizzy due to me not drying it earlier and leaving it to air dry, so I had to apply a little heat to tame it a bit.

    It's now almost 9 o'clock and we could hear the faint music and feel the vibrations from the gymnasium.

     After 15 minutes my hair was wavy and frizz free. I put on my black ankle boots and stood up to straighten my dress. "You look hot!" she complimented me and I smiled at her.

     I did a small spin and a playful curtsey. "Thank you" I told her and smiled. "You dont look too bad yourself" I say to her and she flips her curly hair.

     She had on dark blue denim jeans that were ripped and a black off shoulder crop top with a red lip design on the front. She paired it with black Van's.

    "Come on, get your key card" she tells me and I grab my cellphone and money. I put it into my phone case and walk out the door.

    "So, are you gonna get wasted tonight?" Marisol walks close to me and bumps my shoulder with hers, speaking in a teasing tone.

    "I've never drank before. I'm only 19" I say to her and she stops in her tracks and stares at me with wide eyes and open jaws.

    "You have got to be kidding me. You're a good girl, aren't you" she says, resuming her walk. I laughed and so did she.

    "I just abide by the rules, so no drinking for me till I'm 21" I say to her. "Well how lucky are we that we're in England" she tells me in a British accent and I laugh.

    "I'll have a sip maybe, but not over the top" I tell her and she jumps and claps her hands with joy.

   We were now at the entrance of the gymnasium and there was a small line forming by the door.

    "Oh my gosh, that girl is wearing your dress" Marisol points at a girl that was entering the gym. The only difference is that her dress is yellow.

    "You look better in it though" Marisol says and I laugh.

   We stand in line and it moves quickly. The guy that was standing at he door greeted us with a huge smile on his face. He was actually quite handsome and looked to be no older than 23 maybe.

   "Goodnight ladies. I hope this year is great for you girls! Enjoy the party!" he says and he stamps the back of our hands with a stamp and opens the door for us to enter.

    The music is so loud and I feel the vibrations shake me as we enter.

   "Yay. Our first University party!" Marisol screams then shouts in excitement. A couple people look at us and laugh, joining in with her cheering.

   "Come on, let us go and get some drinks". She takes my hand and leads me through the crowd. We go over to where a cooler was on a table alongside some chips and small snacks.

   "What would you like?" she asks me. "Remember I'm not familiar with alcohol, you choose for me" I tell her.

   "Ok here you go" she hands me a cup and pours vodka into it and then a bottle with some red liquid. "What's this?" I ask. "Its vodka and fruit punch. How's it taste?" she asks me. 

      She pours a cup for herself and puts the cup to her lips. I look into my cup and then take a sip. It has a very strong taste and it carried a heat that made its presence known when it ran down my throat.

   "Its ok" I said, trying to get used to the taste of the liquid in my cup. I knew not to rush it so I took small sips every now and then.

    "Hey Kelly! I was wondering where you were. I came by your room but you had left already. Who's she?"

    A boy walked up to where Marisol and I were standing. He pointed at Marisol with a confused look on his face.

    "You're the second person to call me Kelly. I'm sorry but I dont know what you're talking about" I say to the boy. He smirks at me and walks closer to me.

      He leans forward and kisses me but I push him away quickly. "Remember me now?" he says and looks at me seductively. "You need to leave right now" Marisol says and she shoves him backward.

   "Who are you even? Kelly where's Nerissa?" the boy asks me. I scowl at him and take in his appearance.

  He was a well built guy with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He spoke in a British accent and I must admit he's not a bad looking guy but seems to be a bit cocky and I dont like that.

    He was wearing a white button up shirt that was close fitted and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows along with dark blue jeans.

    "I said I'm not Kelly" I said to him and he steps backwards and looks at me.

   "You could just tell me that you dont want to be around me instead of acting stupid" he says. "Excuse me dumby but she's not Kelly and your presence isnt wanted, so I think it's time you go" Marisol says.

   He shakes his head and walks away. Marisol turns to me and shakes her head before taking a sip of her drink.

   "We need to find out who this Kelly person is for real" she says and I nod. I take another sip of my drink, emptying it and placing it on the table behind me.

    "Come on let's go dance" I say and Marisol tips her head way back and empties her cup before walking with me to the dancefloor.

   A boy runs through the crowd shouting and cheering and he pushes me, causing my phone to fall.

   "What the hell!" I exclaim. "I know right, let me get that for you" a girl says and bends down to get my phone for me. When she stands up to hand me the cellphone I felt as if I was looking in the mirror.

   "Woah" I said, my eyes opening wide. "No way" she says and the phone falls from her hands once again. We both place our hands over our mouths in shock.

   "Did you see that idiot that ran through the- Oh my freaking gosh" Marisol was saying but then her speech redirects as she sees the girl standing before me.

       This night just got so weird!

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    ~A