Cold blood

The party

After I got out of the shower the clothes on my bed just didn't catch my eye.

I looked through my closet for something different to wear.

I'm guessing this party might have a lot of drunk people and stuff. I'm hoping it might not be like that but in reality most high school party's are like those.

My petite arm pulled out a cute little black dress with a floral pattern on it. I probably shouldn't wear this. I don't want to take the chance of having any creeps there with their hands all over my thighs.

I put on a pair of skinny jeans and a black crop top. The shirt was a loose crop top that showed half of my belly. My flat cute sandals went well with the outfit as well.

After i got done doing my make up I curled my hair.

I finally left and got in my brothers car. He let me borrow it so I didn't mind taking it for a bit. It was silent and lonely.

I kept driving and followed the booming sound of music near a big house. I parked my car (well my brothers 😒) in the driveway with the others.

"Of course." Like I thought what kind of party it would be. I walked towards the house with beer bottles all over the front yard.

As I got towards the door a hand greeted me kindly.

"Veronica! Finally you got here." I looked up to see a smiley Chloe in front of me.

I love being around Chloe because she's always happy. When I'm with her she makes me feel happy too. I feel like it's a good atmosphere to be around and she always makes me smile. Which is the kind of friend I want.

I felt her pull me in the big house. The music got louder every step I took.

"Veronica, stay where you are I'm going to get us a drink." And with a blink of an eye Blondie left.

I know what she meant by drink. I don't drink alcohol but I didn't want to sound like a loser saying no.

I sat quietly in a seat. Of course being me I'm that awkward person at party's.

"Veronica!" I turned around to see a drunk teenage boy in front of me. He was tall and muscular with brown hair and tan skin. I'm not gonna lie but man is he hot.

"Oh hi.." I said awkwardly. He looked familiar. I've seen him in school but haven't talked to him before.

"New girl right?" He said pointing at me.

I nodded in response.

"Would you like to dance with me?"

I looked over at the dance floor where the music was. I saw a ton of girls dirty dancing with boys.

If that's what he meant by dancing then absolutely not.

"No thanks I'm good." I said politely.

"Oh come on Veronica one dance won't hurt."

"Actually I'm waiting for my frie...." He cut me off by pulling me out of my seat.

Next thing I knew I was on the dance floor. I looked at him confused. He smashed his lips on mine.

My hands immediately pushed him away. "What are you doing?!!" I yell.

His grip grew stronger on my wrist. Fear started to creep through me. I didn't know what to do. This is exactly why I don't like party's.