Hate To Love ✔️

Chapter 13

I underestimated Leona's word yesterday when she told me it would be the biggest party of the year, looks like she was right.
We walked across the lawn and up the steps to where the front door was wide open, the moment we entered  the huge house it was as if we had just stepped into a different dimension.
The whole house was engulfed in an intoxicating pink light, you could barely recognise anyone, the music was so loud you couldn't even hear yourself think. Everyone were either drinking at the bar, making out, playing pool or taking a swim.
I saw Leona reaching and grabbing two half filled cups from the counter top and shoving one into my grip, "drink up" she smirked as she chugged the whole drink down, this was a side of her I hadn't seen before.
I dont drink, and I'm sure you can guess why, alcohol has only ever done harm to me, I don't associate it with 'fun'
But I guess theres no time like the present. I took a hesitant look at the poison in my hands and before I knew it I had chugged down the whole thing, the liquid felt like acid on my throat, how could anybody like this crap?!
After snapping out of the daze the disgusting drink had put me in I looked over to my left  to see Leona grinding on some tall guy on the dance floor, I think I recognised him from the football team, so much for "avoid the boys"
She can't even take her own advice.
I struggled as I tried to push past all the sweaty drunk people dancing.
The living room was huge, a long L shaped sofa, flat screen TV, I'm pretty sure at least a hundred people were sat on it, smoking, drinking, one couple were even having sex right there, well that's not something you see everyday.
"Hey" I felt a tap on my shoulder, I looked down to see a group of guys sat around each other
"Don't be shy sit down" one of the guys chuckled gesturing me to sit on the empty place next to him.
"Let her go, she doesn't have much to entertain us with" one of them giggled as he gestured to the shape of my body, is every guy at Raywood High a fucking dip shit.
"Fuck off" I scoffed rolling my eyes and attempting to walk away, but the guy who had originally greeted me, grabbed my arm.
"Ignore my dickhead friend, sit" he smiled.
Hesitantly I sat down next to him, "I'm Roman, and you are?" He reached out and  shook my hand.
"Aria" I grumbled.
"Nice to meet you" he spoke.
"Let me introduce you to my friends, that's Lee, Olly and Jordan" he gestured to each guy, and they all waved, the idiot one was Olly, I'll be sure to get back at him at some point.
"And the 5th member of our little group should be around here somewhere, you might have heard of him. Carson Grey" he yawned leaning back and taking a sip of his drink.
Yep, I know him. Sadly.