It’s Friday morning. Everyone is busy to make their way to the class before the bell ring.
“Hello, beautiful. We didn’t have time to talk after your amazing performance on Wednesday. How are you?” It’s Zac. His arm automatically went around my shoulder and I shake it off.
“Nothing new, just some new admirers waiting for me to look at them.”
“Oh yeah, you are famous now. To be honest I didn’t expect that you will do such a thing. That was awesome. You earn in my eyes a lot. By the way, I have a party today. Maybe you will come?”
“A party?” I ask, “You know, I am not really into party mood right now, maybe some other time.”
“Please, this is the welcome party, for you. I made a huge effort to make it work and you are the special guest. Don’t do it to me.”
“A party for me? Are you serious? I don’t like things like that especially some surprise shit.”
“Awww common. Put some nice clothes and live a little. The party starts at 7 pm don’t be late or be… It’s up to you, see you there beautiful.” And with that, he disappeared. A party… I am wondering if Liam will be there and if it is not some type of trap to humiliates me again. I will never know if I will not go, right?
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I want to look nice, for myself. I put some dark makeup and red lipstick. My face looks older than normally but like in sexy older way. I put some jeans skirt and black crop top and gather my hair in high ponytail. I add some body lotion with glitter on my skin because I wanted to achieve some glow effect. I add some high heavy boots and I am ready to go. I order a cab because I am going to drink after all.
After twenty minutes of drive, I am here. The party is already in full swing, but maybe it’s because I am fashionably late. I step to the house and right away I spot Zac on the sofa with some chick seated on his knees. Next to him is a guy whose name is Cody, I found out about it two days ago when he approached me to tell me that Liam is furious and will destroy me. Cody’s face is plastered to some chick’s tits, what a typical man. And then it’s Liam with Sophia tightly wrapped around him and sucking his face off, blah. I approach them to say hi to Zac. I don’t mean to spend this party near them, I want to get wasted and come back home. As soon as I approached the sofa, Zac notices me and pushes the chick from his lap. She falls loudly on her ass.
“Beautiful, you are here! How nice of you to join us. You look like a million- dollar, by the way!” Zac’s smile grown and the girl who now is shaking with anger murmured “Bitch” under her nose and storms away, what a shame. I smile at him and plant a seductive kiss on his cheek.
“I couldn’t miss the party organised for me,” I reply. Liam spots me and shoves Sophia away, interesting. She looks at me and her face makes this ugly twist. Please don’t open your mouth. I don’t want to deal with her today. Today, I want to forget.
“Do you want something to drink? I have soda, some vodka, beer?” Zac asks.
“I will go with whiskey drink with Coke and ice, please.” He takes my hand and leads me to the kitchen. Some people high five me and some mentioned how good I look today. That was nice, no staring, no judging, just drunk people at the party being nice because they drank too much already. Zac made my drink and handed it to me.
“So, did I mention how beautiful do you look today?”
“Yes, you did and thank you. Perhaps, you are mentioning how beautiful I am every day.” I smile at him and he wraps his arm around my waist. Confident move, probably he had too much to drink. I gulped all my drink in one goal and asked him for another one. He takes the glass and gives me a whole bottle instead.
“I think it would be better and I would not need to leave you for a sec to go and prepare your drinks.” Fine with me. I take three nice swings from the bottle and look at him.
“Do you want to dance?” He takes my hand and leads me to the parkette where people are dancing plastered to each other. The alcohol quickly found the way to my blood because my vision is a little blurry and my movements a little clumsy. Zac grins at me and pulls me towards him with a dance movement. He smells amazing, like a wood and vanilla. I could swim in his scent. Whoa, what I am talking about? Am I drank, already?
We start to dance. The first song was calm, and we danced like two normal friends, but after three more swings of my liquor and the change of the song, I decided to be a little more seductive. Why not? I am single, he is single, I am horny and he probably too, so… I step closer to him and show him my best moves. I am a brilliant dancer, I mean I have an experience with pole dance and stuff like that, so I treat him like my personal tube. He is a good dancer as well; he takes me by surprise and now
