Right Girl

Chapter 4

"Hey Scotty, don't dance on top of the table again tonight, yeah?" Lance, from our football team said and patted my shoulder while he chuckled.

"Please, you enjoyed it! I have awesome dancing skills, Jensen!" I laughed along as I sit on our table. I placed my tray on the table and sat down in between Rixon and Lance. I took a sip of my chocolate milk drink. Oh damn, that was good. I started eating my sandwich and got some fries from Rixon's tray.

"Oi! Hands off on my food, loser," he smacked my right hand and moved his tray a little more to the right.

"You going to Jack's party tonight?" I ask Rix as he chewed his fries.

He shrugged and said, "Sure, as long as I don't have to save your ass from people videoing you dancing again."

"Yeah, yeah. Anyways, I have to get going I still have to get something in my locker. Adios, bitchachos," I stood up and walked past by the other students as I near the exit.

I sling my backpack on my shoulder and fixed my hair when I caught a pair of really bright chocolate eyes looking at me. I simply waved and offered a small smile.

She smiled back and looked away, of course I didn't miss the crimson color of her cheeks as she looked away.

Why she blushed? I don't know either, maybe because I caught her looking at me. I pushed the doors and head straight outside to go to my locker, after getting what I need, I pushed my locker closed and walked to my next class.

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I parked my car in front of Jack's mansion, it's just that huge. Incase you don't remember, Jack is Summers' boyfriend and that is enough to make me back-off.

Loud music echoed around and I walked to the door, the party started an hour ago and the house was packed. I saw Lance dancing with a brunette chick and they were both enjoying, if you know what I mean.

I sat on the corner and one of my team mates offered me a beer, I happily took it and thanked him. People were dancing to the beat of the music and some were eating each others faces while I simply drink my can of beer.

"Hi there," a high pitched voice greeted me, she batted her false eyelashes and sat beside me.

"Uh, hey," I stupidly answered and took another sip on my beer.

"So, are you with someone," the blonde chick asked as she gripped on my arm. Her hair didn't look natural and her nails were so long, they hurt my arm. She was wearing a very short hot pink dress, showing off her legs. What a slut, but oh well. I took her hand and looked at her because she tightened the grip.

"Nah, came here alone. You?" I tried to go along with her and flirt a little, it is working, though. I went here to party and that is what I'm supposed to do. I have to enjoy and let lose for a bit before the baseball camp starts, and if making out with this chick meant 'enjoy' then so be it.

Before she answered my question, she attacked my lips like she hasn't kissed anyone for a year. The kiss was sloppy but I kissed her back and took control. She placed her hand on my chest and I placed mine on her waist.

"I came alone too," she breathed on my lips and we continued to kiss until we were both out of breath.

I'm just like some other guy, I go to parties, kiss some random chick, gets sent to detention, but I am definitely not a player. I once did a one night stand but I randomly called the girl and said sorry then she just laughed at me and said it was fine. I did have some serious relationship, though. It lasted for like, almost a year. I guess that was my first love, I'm not even sure about it. I was a sophomore back then. I dated a few girls after but none of them were serious.