Athena Andrews goes from the big city of New York to rural small town Georgia after the death of her serious boyfriend Xavier. With bruises from the past, she bumps into a new group of friends who bring adventure, drama, war, laughter, violence, sad...
"I can't believe you're going to a party so soon." Dad said with a large smile on his face. I rolled my eyes and sighed in relief when the doorbell rang. "Don't do anything stupid."
"I won't." I said opening the door and a woman walked in. She was dressed nicely and I knew she was here for dad.
"I'm early." She said biting her lip nervously. "I'm sorry. Hi I'm Ana."
"Athena and I'm out of here." I said walking into my room to grab my small bag and looked in the mirror one more time. I was dressed in fish nets, a lilac purple slip dress, and black heels that made me feel like a badass.
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I feel confident. The only thing I'm self conscious of is my boobs popping out. But what's a little danger? I feel a bit like Blair Waldorf from Gossip Girl.
Walking out the door, it was a bit breezy, so I quickly made my way to my car and turned up the heater. The drive over was short surprisingly, only 20 minutes.
Pulling up, I looked at the time and cringed to see it was already almost 10. I suck at being punctual.
Walking up the stairs, I was a bit surprised to see that the door was already open. The house was pretty decent, a bachelor pad look to it. It was two stories. Walking through the masses of people, the first floor seemed to have the kitchen, dining room, living room, bathroom and a guest bedroom. My guess is that upstairs are all the bedrooms.
In the kitchen there was a beer pong table set up and the backyard had a pool table and table tenis set up. Then finally in the living room which was connected to the kitchen, except with an island in between, was the group.
Eugene was in the middle, sitting on the coffee table, with his guitar strumming a song that can be faintly heard over the loud party music. The living room had a couch and a tv that was playing the music. Eugene stopped strumming his guitar when Roslyn pulled him into the dining room. The dining room or more like an open space where a table and much more can fit, was where people such as Kian, Roslyn and now Eugene were dancing.
They were all dancing together. Roslyn was dressed in a black shirt that had only one long sleeve, a pink neon skirt, a black belt and black thigh up boots.
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