Prologue
"Why do I have to go again?"
Bubbles and I sigh and look at our sister, who was sitting on my bed, pouting.
We had dressed her in a tight black shirt and pink skirt. She was tugging at it self-consciously as she glared at us through her made up eyes.
"I don't even want to go to this stupid party" She complained, whining and stamping her pointed boots angrily. "I have a lot of assignments due."
"Chill Bloss" I was wearing my familiar lime green tank top and my black skinny jeans. I was used to the party scene, it was one of my favourite things to do. Bubbles loves to do it as well. She was wearing a blue dress with white leggings underneath and matching blue ballet flats. She was just adding the finishing touches to Blossom's waved hair.
It was Friday Night. Unknowingly, it would be the night that changed my life forever.
But to us, it was a night to party and have fun and finally get my sister out of her shell. We're 17, it's about time she learned to party!
"Come on Bloss!" Bubbles said, tugging at her arm. "We're going to be late! The party started like, 10 minutes ago!"
Blossom groaned, looking nervous and hesitant, but she flew out of the window with us all the same. The Professor was out for the night, so as far as he knew we were having a "study night".
The party was at a friend of a friend's place, at the other end of Townsville. Sure, I had never met them, but who cares? Free Booze!
Blossom gave the house in front of us a sly look, now looking more nervous. Loud rock music echoed from the speakers inside, and there were crowds of people outside the home drinking, laughing and dancing. Blossom glared at me.
"You told me there'd be adult supervision!" She hissed. I smirked, so did Bubbles.
"We lied!" Bubbles chirped happily, before dragging Blossom inside with me. "Now come on, let's have some fun!"
Blossom groaned at the both of us, whining about some assignment she should be working on. I rolled my eyes. She is so paranoid!
"Blossom, you need a good party. You need to relax. As the French say, you need to 'par-tay'.
"When have the French ever said that?" Blossom asked me, wrinkling her nose suspiciously. I rolled my eyes again, grabbing a cup from the kitchen we had just squeezed into. The house was packed already. It was going to be an awesome night!
When she wasn't looking I poured some spirits into her coke. Hey, what's a sister for? She wouldn't mind!
"This coke tastes a little funny" She remarked to me and Bubbles 10 mintues later. We were meeting up with our group of friends. Bubbles gave me a giggle. She could tell Blossom was already tipsy.
"Oh yeah" I said, trying not to laugh as I grabbed a drink from the cooler someone had bought. "It's diet."
"Oh"
Half an hour later, Blossom was already on the dance floor, bobbing around to the music. Me and Bubbles had to stifle our giggles at our sister's tipsy dancing. She probably was not even aware that the alcohol in her system had already blown her confidence sky high. She was moving her hips in a sensual, sexy way. Something she never would have even thought of doing beforehand, and she was moving her head to the music, her hair blowing everywhere. Her eyes were closed, probably not even aware where she was, just to the music playing.
"Just dance…" We could hear her sing drunkenly. "It'll be okay…da da da do do… Just dance… La la...Dance…La…"
I laughed. My sister was attracting every eye in the house. She had those sensual hips, rather big chest and that long hair every boy in school lusted after, and here she was dancing in a mini skirt.
"I'm going to go find Chase" Bubbles told me, looking excited. Chase was her boyfriend. I thought he was a tool, personally, and I know he showed her off to his mates. I bet he did drugs, he's the kind of moron that would be into that.
My sister disappeared into the crowd and I was left to find my friends, leaving Blossom to create her own fun.
"Hey guys" I greet them when I spot them near the stairs.
My friends are pretty awesome, I must say. But isn't everyone's friends?
There's Cass, she's in almost every single class with me. We've been friends ever since middle school. She's tall, with a tan complexion and dyed hair that changes every month or so. Tonight it was a hot pink. She had her nose ring in.
There's Tyler, he's one of my best guy friends. No, there's nothing between us. I'm not like that. He was tall, taller than me and Cass, and was pale with dark blonde hair and big gray eyes. A lot of girls in school lusted after him, but he was such a player.
Jayden was there too. Jayden I watch for, sometimes I don't trust him like I do my other friends. I know he takes every drug known to man at parties, even though he swears he doesn't. He's even tried to make a play for me. A fight ensued that cost him a black eye, and he didn't try again. He has pitch black hair and cold blue eyes.
Matt was there too. Matt was kinda quiet, but pretty cool all the same. He's best mates with Tyler and Jayden, so he's pretty easy going. He was pretty cute too, but not my style. He had brown hair and some freckles splayed over his cheeks.
And then there's Holls, or Holly. She's a good friend as well, but a little shy. She's still great to talk to, like a second Blossom. Everyone in our group knows she likes Matt (except maybe Matt). She's the newest member of the group, having moved from Idaho six months ago. Her red hair was out tonight, usually it was up.
"Hey BC!" Cass squealed, running over. She already walked with a slight stumble, I could tell she was tipsy by the slight smell of vodka. I giggled at her.
"Awesome party!" She said, nodding for no particular reason. "Where's your sister?"
I smirk and point over to the still dancing Blossom in the centre of what we think is the dining room. She's already got a crowd of admirers. I noticed Jayden's eyes widen with interest, and he stopped listening to the girl that he already had. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Do it and Die"
"Understood" He said sulkily, giving me a pout. I roll my eyes.
Cass grabbed Holly's arm and then mine, looking excited.
"Well? What are we waiting for? Let's party!"
About 2 hours later we were still going strong, laughing and partying. I had caught a glimpse of my sisters a couple of times. Bubbles was dancing with her friends, giving me a tipsy wave before a blonde haired guy wrapped his arms around her. The next time I saw her they were full making out on the dance floor.
It was weird, because Chase was a brunette. Ah well!
I had caught a glimpse of Blossom too, laughing with a bunch of girls from school. I could tell she was almost full drunk now. I decided not to get too hammered, as I wanted to make sure she got home at least. I passed her again just before, and I'm pretty sure it was her making out with some guy on the steps.
"Go Bloss" I smirked before going to dance with Holly. I really was glad Blossom had finally relaxed and had a good time. She hadn't gone out in SO LONG, with the Professor putting so much pressure on her and all.
The rest of the party, however, was not so fun.
I can't really remember it.
"Where's Holls?" I asked Cass at about 12'o'clock. "I can't find her anywhere!"
Cass shrugged, still bobbing to the rock music that was still playing. I groaned, feeling a sort of protective streak over Holly. I mean she seemed so innocent compared to us, I hoped she wasn't in trouble.
My buzz was wearing off, and I was starting to get tired and irritated. This party hadn't even been that exciting, I hadn't seen any guys I like so far.
"Hey Babe."
I turned, narrowing my eyes. I hated that tone…
"Jayden" I groaned, trying to edge away from him. His eyes were twinkling in that malicious, snide way. Like he knew something I didn't.
"Are you drunk yet?" He followed me, stumbling slightly and frowning. I could tell he was. I did not trust him when he was drunk, much less when he was sober. Why did I even hang out with him? I could practically smell the weed on him.
"Nope" I said quickly, before running off. He was so out of it I bet he thought I disappeared into thin air. I grabbed a coke, trying to calm my nerves. I guess there wasn't much point in getting drunk now, one of us had to take care of all of us…I guess I was the designated puff tonight.
I snarled to myself, putting my coke on the bar. I hated it so far. I felt like a real loser.
"Baaabee…." I rolled my eyes. Does he want to get into a punching match with me?
He collapsed onto me, his head on my shoulder. I almost choked at the smell of tequila and smoke on him.
"You're such a tightass" He snarled at me, grabbing my arm. I frowned at him. "You need to loosen up."
"Jayden" I growled dangerously. "Get off me."
"Why?" He said, challenging me with those cold blue eyes. "What are you gonna do?"
I punched him and he fell to the ground with a loud thump that nobody paid attention to. Fuming, I took a walk to calm myself down so I didn't bash him to a bloody pulp. He was such a loser.
"You okay?"
That voice seemed to ring through my head, and I looked over. We were alone in a hallway, hearing the faint beats of the music that was still playing in the living room. I couldn't really see his face, but I could tell he had black hair, and he was wearing black jeans and a black and green hoodie. I couldn't see his face, or eyes, but I saw the faint glint of bright green pupils.
"Yeah" I sort of whispered, mesmorised. "I'm fine."
I walked off, feeling much drunker than I was before. Where was my coke?
I found it, taking a large swig. Jayden was nowhere to be found, thank god. I went off to find my friends, or my sisters, again. So if he tried anything somebody would see.
I kept thinking of that guy in the hallway. I wondered why he was in that hallway, as if he was waiting for me. Who was he?
I don't know…But I'm gonna find out.
I made my way to the hallway again, which was much more difficult than it was last time. I was stumbling, and my vision kept…cutting out. I hadn't drunk that much…
What's happening to me…
I groaned, somehow stumbling into the wall. Suddenly I saw those green eyes. Those green eyes were sly, twinkling maliciously.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
I passed out.
