"Kayla, just come with me." Alex says from my bed.
"No, my parents are home. I'm surprised you got passed the security." I told her, looking outside.
"Wasn't so hard. I don't even think it's set. Come one Kayla, you've missed the last two parties. This one is being help by the one the only bad boy at Lincoln Prep, Michael Clifford." Alex pleas.
"Fine. Go pick me out something." I say, throwing my hands into the air, heading toward the bathroom to fix my hair.
Alex and I have been best friends since we could walk. She knows exactly what I like and knows exactly what I hate. I hate going to these parties that the kids from Lincoln Prep throws. They always have the stuck ups or the goody goodies who say they'll have one drink, but end up passed out with 15 naked bodies around them.
"Here." Alex throws me a pair of skinny jeans and a tank top. "You have the stuff right?" She asks.
"Yup." I put the clothes on and go to my dresser. "I got it."
"Good. Now shall we go to this legendary Lincoln Prep party?" She says reaching for my hand.
"Yes we shall." I say, as we climb out my window.
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"Why did you have to park a country mile from my house?" I ask has we walk around another corner.
"I didn't want to risk getting caught dumbass." She says. "I like what you did to your hair." She says out of the blue.
"All I did was curl it. Nothing different." I say, reaching up and playing with an end of my hair.
As we turn the next corner, Alex's car comes into view.
"Thank you God!! Finally we can stop walking!" I say, running up to Alex's car and kissing the hood.
"Get the hell off of my car!" Alex yells.
When we get inside, I get this feeling we aren't alone. I look in the rear view mirror and see a smiling Ashton.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" I yell, turning around and smacking the smile off his face. All he does is laugh.
"Hey, nice to see you too, bitch." He says.
"Well it's not nice when you scare the shit out of me." I say, turn around, muttering an 'asshole' under my breath.
"I hear this Michael kid throw good parties. He asked for stuff this time. Do you have it Kayla?" Ashton asks.
"Yes." I say pulling out the bags of weed. "He only asked for weed, right?"
"Yup. Now Alex, let's get this show on the road." Ashton says, putting his feet up on the center console.
"Put your feet down Irwin, or you'll be hitting the road with your face when I push you out of this car." Alex threatens and Ashton obeys.
"Whipped." I say. This is going to be an interesting night.
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FanfictionKayla Holt was the girl everyone was scared of. She was known to be in gangs, being a hooker, or a drug dealer. The only part true is she's a drug dealer. Luke Hemmings was known as the cute, likable, and good guy. When Kayla and Luke first meet, th...
