"Silly, silly fools"
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Next thing I know I'm wearing a skin tight dress with ripped stockings, showcasing enough cleavage to make my mothers eye sockets pop out.
"God you look hot," Haley gushes. I hesitantly pull the bottom of the dress down feeling a little exposed.
"Yeah yeah, let's go bitch the Ubers outside," I answer back grabbing my phone. We walk out of her house and I grab my skateboard. After checking the license plate we climb into this dude's Tesla. After 15 minutes of this Elon Musk ass sucker's rant, we finally made it.
"My god why is it that all Tesla drivers talk about are Teslas?" I exasperated. Haley giggles a little and shrugs. She grabs me by the arm and we walk up the stairs into the house.
A few minutes later and we're by the kitchen island downing our third shot of some rancid ass liquid that makes me gag. I grimace a little and shake my head to get over it.
I look to my left and Haley is sucking some hot Asian chick's face off. "good for her" I think to myself. I pour myself another shot then I hazily trudge to the couch, instantly enveloped in the comfy cushions, watching all the people grind against each other. Suddenly I spot bucket hat guy. Sexy ass motherfucker. He's talking to Erica, a sweet blonde headed girl with small arms and big tits, she could rival Sydney Sweeney. He seems uninterested though, which I find very absurd considering she's picture perfect and any guy would throw themselves at her to get a chance of fucking her. As nice as she is, she's not clueless, she gets off on all the attention. She's an attention whore, not that that's a bad thing.
I continued watching them until Jay, one of my classmates in my macroecon class passes me a spliff. I carefully grab it and take a long deep drag. I exhale, then I pass it along. I close my eyes as I feel myself float.
I have no idea how much time has passed. All I know is that I'm on cloud nine, and the bass feels good, and it's nice and warm. I groggily open my eyes a smidge and I look down to my lap. Jay's head rests on my lap his eyes closed. I panic slightly and I put my hand on his chest. He seats my hand slightly and I immediately feel relief.
Thank god this dude isn't dead. LMAO.
I push him off of me and I make my way to the back of the house to the bathroom. Surprisingly there's no line and I i lock the door behind me. I turn around and my heart nearly jumps out of my body. Bucket hat dude is in the middle of lighting pissing and I just walked in.
Heat floods to my cheeks.
I turn around giving him some semblance of privacy.
"What happened to your hand?" He asks, his velvety voice like a lullaby to my ears.
"huh?"
He gives me a confused look.
"Oh, uh I fell" I say stupidly after registering what he said a little too late.
"Shame, at least you still look hot," the blush returns and it's suddenly getting hard to breathe in here.
The toilet flushes, and he washes his hands with the lavender scented hand soap next to the sink. He gives me one last look before sauntering into the hallway back to the party.
I lock the door behind him, and I catch my breathe. Then I grab my phone from my boob and I open messages. I stare at the C trying to decide if it's worth it.
"Fuck it."
I quickly send out a rushed text
"I'm horny."
"Come over"
"kk"
YOU ARE READING
Sweet
Teen Fiction"See ya later skater" "After a while with a smile" I grin at him as I take his red heart-shaped lollipop out of his pink lips and into mine.
