I flopped down onto the bed I've gotten so used to sleeping on this past week. The weekend has finally come and i have never been so great full. I've had to write two essay's for English this past week, one math test, and a pop quiz about random stuff for history. And my electives make me want to get hit by a bus.
And for the cherry on top I'm not allowed to do anything during practice until next week, apparently b ecause "you have to observe and know your enemy's weakness." I call bullshit on that but it's fine.
The door was suddenly kicked open by my wonderful roommate who has way to much energy for after school. I felt the bed dip and looked at what was the cause, a bag.
I sat up "a bag?" I asked
Grace smiled, "it's Friday night and it's party time."
I groaned "not in the mood." Flopping back onto the bed. "I'm going to sit here, and watch romcoms all night while eating ice cream out of the tub. And you cannot stop me." Putting my hands on my face.
She sat beside me and removed my hands, "pleasee?" She said dragging the 'e' and giving me a puppy face.
I smirked and rolled over flipping her off. "Not happening."
She groaned and fell on top of me. I made a "oof" sound. "Well I guess you'll never get to be drunk and kiss on of the very attractive boys here. Unless your into girls, then you won't be able to kiss the beautiful girls here." She said sighing dramatically.
"For your information I'm not into girls. And get the help off me!" I said but I'm sure it came out like a bunch of mumbles.
She left and closed my door, I smiled in victory. I love when I get my way, it's an amazing feeling just staying home and not partying for once.
I don't hate partying I just get bored of it. It's the same thing every time. Someone's over sized house, blasting music, the smells of shots and beer filling the air around you. Sweaty and horny teenagers grinding on each other. It's predictable, and nothing ever happens interesting at party's. Maybe the popular couple might break up but other than that nothing interesting.
The door was jerked upon harshly and before I could do anything I was on someone's shoulder. I did the only reasonable thing and started to kick who ever was carrying me. "Put me down! Put me down person! I'm to young to be kidnapped! I'm only seventeen! Please! Please person who has a surprisingly muscular back!"
I heard someone laugh. I was suddenly placed back on my feet and my captor was Ryan, and the rest of the group.
"What the hell?" I asked.
Harper shrugged, "Grace said you won't go to the party. So we are here to get you."
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I sighed while Grace was straitening my hair, she has burned me three times and I'll never let her touch a straightener again.
Harper earlier forced me into a cute red dress, and paired it with one of her necklaces. Something around that red is defiantly my color, and the necklace looks sexy. She paired it with black heels, and a fierce make up look. Saying I had to make a good make impression for my first Vergrin party.
Harper had a short purple dress reaching her kid thigh. Showing off her tattoo of a rose on her shoulder, and paired with black doc martins. She had a natural make up look. Using a slight blush on her cheek.
Grace wore a cute black turtle neck dress, she paired it with hoop earrings, and white docs.
Im summary we all look great, and very adorable. I take pride in looking fabulous, as anyone should.
Once Harper dismissed my hair we had to go through phase two. Sneaking out, probably the hardest part because the hall monitors are everywhere.
I slowly and quietly opened the door and peeked my head out checking for anyone. I gave the girls a thumbs up and we ran to the exit.
We made it out alive, and we did a little happy dance for not getting caught. We did a high-five and started the walk to the parking lot to get in Harpers black jeep.
"We look amazing! Harper Luka will be all over you! Emma everyone will be wanting a piece of you so please be extra careful!"
I laughed at Grace. "Don't worry I'm not planning on getting paid tonight. I'll be designated driver, so you guys drink all you want." I said. Grace and Harper let out a little 'whoop' while smiling.
We got into Harpers keep while she started it. Grace plugging her phone into the car and getting a good playlist. We sang some of the songs, even if we did suck at singing we still had fun.
Harper pulled up to a huge house, and parked on the side. We all got out, and I could smell the smell of beer. I sighed, hopefully this will be interesting.
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Vergrin High (on hold!)
Teen Fiction"Why don't you let people see good in you?" I asked while painting his nails a dark purple. "When people see good, they will expect it. And I don't want people to expect things from me. Except you of course." He said, I suppressed a shiver while I f...