Deplorable *On Hold*

~Chapter 2~

A/N: Hey sorry guys for not updating. But a lot of shit has been happening for me...not all good. SO, I'll try to make it up to you ;)

....It wasn't my birthday...was it? No, my birthday is in August and it's February. Hmmmm...is it Gia's birthday? No, her's is in May...what the hell is going on?

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Gia told me we had to pick up the rest of the girls on the way to the party. I haven't seen the rest of the group in weeks, since I have been skipping school. Gia hated it when I skipped because she was concerned about my schooling more than my parents.

The car was now full with 3 of our other friends...and we still had to pick up 3 more....this is going to be fun fitting us all in Gias' car...

All EIGHT of us successfully fit, but there was a lot of unintentional lap dances whenever Gia hit a bump...which was a lot.

The party was 30 minutes away so that meant hella lotta of giggles, bad singing, and VERY numb legs for the people being sit on, with the occasional shuffling of spots to revive the legs of the poor victims of the unintentional lap dances.

The time was only 9:43 and the party was in full swing. There was beer bottles and cigarette butts littered all over the lawn already...I feel sorry for the people who have to pick this shit up in the morning. We make our way to the door and get greeted by Gia's friend Josh (quick bio: he was a football player, senior, wanted to get into Gia's pants, and his parents are out of town so this is his house and party)...NO wonder we dressed up. Gia doesn't want to admit it but she likes him and he likes her, but since she was so stubborn she won't break her #1 rule even when she really wants too. THAT is some self control. After he greeted all of us and hugged gia he told us there was drinks in the kitchen before he walked away...with Gia under his arm. Great. I turn to see the rest of the group who ditched me also either looking for scores or some hottie to grind on for the rest of the night. THIS is why we are slightly considered sluts, although nobody calls us out at school...which is good I guess. I walk around trying to find a group or somebody to lit up with, that was until somebody backed into me...DAMN people i'm short not invisible! I didn't even try to look at who backed into me, I just yelled "watch where the hell you're going!" As I turn to walk outside I feel someone grab my wrist turning me to face them...guess who.

"We need to stop meeting like this...I mean me bumping into you"

"Bumping....more like RUNNING into" Matt just simply smiles and nods after laughing with me. God his laugh was almost as great as his smile. Stop. Staring. Becca. But he's so perfect...

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~5 shots of Tequila, 8 beers and 3 blunts later~

If theres one thing I hate, its when people have the pipe...BUT TELL THEIR MOTHERFUCKING LIFE STORY!!!! And that is exactly what is happening, Bitch. Matt could tell something was off, because he leaned forward and I could feel his musky breath on the crook of my neck, breathing...slowly and seductively.

He whispered "Wanna go upstairs?"

I'm not going to lie...I was fucked out of my mind. 1) Because I was sitting on his lap, when there was 4 other seats open, 2) since I was sitting on his lap I could feel his growing erection under my ass...and it kinda turned me on, 3) I was seriously considering fucking this dude I just met earlier today.

After what seemed like 5 minutes of me trying to think of what to say, I was passed the pipe. FINALLY, FUCK...but you couldn't give it to me before I was basically asked to have sex with this incredibly attractive testosterone horndog.