Hey guys, this is just kind of like a little test for my writing skills, I usually write Teen stories with a sexual scene every now and then but I'm not necessarily comfortable writing them all the time but for this story I want to get out of that comfort zone. SO I hope you enjoy it as much as I will enjoy writing it, please review. It would mean the world to me!

CHARACTERS:

Myself – Rosabelle "Rose" Trinity Millington

Nina Dobrev – Kristina "Krista" Anne Marie Millington

Kendall Schmidt – Kendall Ryder

Chris Pine – Chris Ryder

Chelsie Hightower – Genevieve "Gen" Donovan

James Maslow – James Blackwood

Malese Jow – Lucy Stone

Holland Roden – Brenna Alvarez

Eaddy Mays – Blythe Millington

Pierce Brosnan – Richard Millington

DISCLAMER: I only own myself. I do not own any of these characters or their portrayers. I wish I did own Kendall but I don't haha.

WARNING: This story was meant for the age group of 16 or older. If you are under that age please I do advise for you to not continue reading. Many scenes are not appropriate for kids under 16. Some scene may also become intense, if you feel the need to stop reading please do. It won't hurt my feelings.

Chapter One: "Beer, Party, And Sex"

I woke up to the sound of my annoying alarm ringing. A groan escaped my lips as I reached from under my warm covers to slam my hand on top of the snooze button. Fuck it. I'm staying in bed today. "Rose!" A scream came from downstairs. Great my bitch stepmother is up. Goody. I decided to stay underneath my covers. I sure as hell am not coming out of my bed this morning. A minute passed, "Rosabelle Trinity!"

I sat up, slapping my hands down on my covers, "What do you want Blythe?" The door to my door suddenly flew in. There with hands on her hips and a grim look on her face stood the most terrible "Mom" in the world, Blythe Millington. "Get up Rose, NOW. I am not going to scream your name throughout the house like some hooligan." She spat, pointing finger at me. I rolled my eyes at her, "Yeah, whatever. Just get out."

After Blythe left the room, furiously slamming the door behind her, I swung my legs to the edge of my bed and slipped my shoes on. Today was my first day for senior year. Shouldn't I be happy? I mean, every teen is happy to finally reach their last year after attending school for twelve years straight. That's unless you're a moron and you failed a grade or just too damn smart and skipped a few. Either way, it at all came down to the last year. The year where you'd party, drink, blow off class, and have sex with your boyfriend or some random guy you met at a party. Better for me, I would enjoy this year with my twin Krista. We weren't necessarily the closest sisters but she'd do. And for the fact that I couldn't stand anyone else in the house.

I walked over to my window and looked out into the horizon. We lived on the richest part of L.A, kind of like Bel-Air but much better. My great grandfather had been the founder of the Coca-Cola Company, which obviously is pretty big even today. So you could say my family is ridiculously rich.

"Roossiie…" Krista's voice rang through my room then. I turned back to see my sister standing in the door way. My eyebrow rose when I laid eyes on her curly long hair. She usually never curls it, she's that type of girl that keeps her hair a certain way and never changes it. Unless she goes to run around the neighborhood, then she'll put up into a messy ponytail. A smile crept on my lips as my eyes wondered to the way Krista wore her school uniform. Usually it's your normal rich kid uniform you see on TV; you know the one with the coat embroidered with your school's crest, the ugly plaid skirt, shiny black shoes, and long white socks. Ew, no. That's unless you're a geek and you "follow the school rules", for us popular, we wear them however the hell we want to. For me, I usually wear my white blouse tight to where my perfect cleavage shows, extremely short plaid skirt, and instead of white long socks I wear black fishnets, then last but not least, the black heels. And that is how Krista was wearing it this time, "Are you trying to steal my looks now?" Krista shook her head and laughed, "No, but I want to go with a different look this year. Besides I need a new boyfriend."

I scoffed as I walked over to my walk-in dresser, "Was taking Matt's virginity not enough for you?" Ah, there it was. My precious school uniform, ugh. I made a face as I pulled it from the hanger. Krista stood behind me with her arms crossed over her chest, "Um more like wasn't enough that he dumped me for that slut Marci, but anyways. I want a new guy so I can't make him regret ever dumping me." I couldn't help but laugh at this. My sister was definitely something else. "Kris, you are way over your head on this shit. Like real talk. Take some sisterly advice from me and tell Matt to fuck off. Besides you're way too hot to fawn over some lame ass dude." I slipped out of my clothes and began to put my uniform on. Krista fell back on my bed with a groan, "I suppose you are right." I rolled my eyes and cocked my head, "When am I ever wrong?"

It took me about an hour to do my hair and makeup. Like always, I went with the sexy mysterious Smokey eye shadow and red lips. Since our uniform did have red on it, it fit perfectly. My hair ended below my breasts; that's if I straightened it -which is what I did. I gave myself one last look in the mirror before I reached down for my bag. That's when a picture frame fell from the top of my desk. I looked back and walked over to it. My heart sunk. It was a picture of mom and me before she had died. She died just over a year ago. She had also meant everything to me. When I had lost her in that terrible car crash she was in, I became a different person. I stopped caring about life. There were some habits I picked up along the way. The depression took its toll in my life and I lost control over my emotions. To fill up the empty feeling inside of me, I began to party and drink. Soon enough I found myself smoking pot with some druggies I had met at this party in downtown L.A. I never slept with anyone though. Believe it or not I am still a virgin, regardless of what I want people to think or what they already think they know. That's the one promise I had made my mother before she was gone, I would wait until I was truly in love with someone and then just maybe I would do it.

I quickly pulled myself out of that dark corner, wiping the tear that had escaped and placed the frame down. "Rose hurry up!" Krista shouted from outside my door. "Coming!" I called back. I pulled down on my coat and stepped out of my room. Lupe, our house maid, passed by me giving me a sweet smile. "Hi mija, how are you?" she asked in a deep Hispanic accent. I smiled at her, "Great." Lupe nodded and continued to walk down the hallway. I let out a sigh and continued my way down the staircase. Krista stood at the bottom tapping her foot impatiently, "Took you long enough!"

"Um, do you know how long this…" I pointed to my body and face, "…takes?" Krista rolled her eyes and began to pull me towards the door. It was weird that dad hadn't come out to say bye. Then again, he wasn't the same anymore. He was never home anymore. Ever since mom died, he didn't even want to look at us in the eye. Almost like he blamed us for mom's death. "For heaven's sake Rose, try not to look like some cheap prostitute!" Blythe said the moment she walked in.

I smirked, here's my chance, "If you want to see a REAL prostitute go look in a damn mirror!" The look on Blythe's face when I said that, absolutely gave me the best feeling in the world. Krista pushed me out the door before Blythe could say something, "Bye!"

I burst into laughter as soon as I was outside the house, or should I say mansion. Krista closed the door and gave me a look, "Rose, you can't go saying things to our stepmom." I crossed my arms over my chest, "I think I can say whatever I want to her." Krista pinched the bridge of her nose and muttered something under her breath.

"Just get in the limo." Krista sighed after a moment. I raised my hands up in defense, "Alright, alright." We both climbed inside the limo. Our school was about 20 minutes from our home. And according to my iPhone it was already 8 O'clock, which is when class starts. I turned to look at Krista and smiled, "We're going to be late." She fell back into the seat and groaned, "Great. Just fucking great. Thanks for making us late!" I gave her an innocent smile, "I did nothing."

Krista waved me off, "Just text Gen or Brenna. Tell them to stall the teacher or something so we can sneak in." I decided to text Brenna, she was more reliable when it came to making a distraction. Since all three of us had the same class for 1st hour, it would work out perfectly. I took my phone out and looked through my messages finally coming to Brenna's.

-Babes, do me a favor?

-Yeah, sure what do u want me 2 do? (;

-Distract the teach? Kris and I r going 2 b late!

-I got ya. This teach has been eyeing me 4 a while now, if u know what I mean. Won't be 2 hard. See ya! (;

I turned back to Krista with a smile, "Done." Krista narrowed her eyes for a moment then smiled back, "Let me guess, Brenna is going to flirt with that teacher that everyone thinks is some pedophile?" I clapped my hands at her, "And finally my sister says something smart." She rolled her eyes and slapped my arm. A few minutes later we finally arrived to the school. The bell rang the moment we got there, signaling that you were tardy to your class. Both Krista and I burst in through the front glass doors and ran down the hallway to our class. And sure enough Brenna sat on the teacher's desk with her legs cross, lightly tugging at his tie, and giving him the seductive look she gave guys when she wanted something from them. I got to hand it to her; she's good at what she does. "Brennz!" Krista whispered loudly as we crouched quickly to our seats.

"You are late." Gen whispered to me as I sat down. I turned back to her and smirked, "Sorry, I was giving some guy a good time." Gen rolled her eyes and laughed at my joke, "Well you're lucky Brenna is good at distracting boys or you would have been fucked." I watched as Brenna got off the teacher's desk and walked back to her seat. "Good job!" Krista whispered to her. Brenna pretended to do a small bow, "It's what I do best." All four of us giggled.

The teacher, Mr. Kellington, sat up straightening his tie and trying to hide the excitement Brenna had given him from his face. "Good morning class." He said. "Today we're going to have an easy. Probably the only easy day you will have this year. I still have to organize some stuff for the week so you can go ahead and talk amongst yourselves. Just remember you start to get to loud and I will be forced to have you work out of your books." The moment he sat back down. Gen, Brenna, Krista, and I all turned to each other.

"So are you girls going to the 'Back to school' part tonight?" Brenna asked while gripping the end of her desk with her hands and leaning forward. "'Back to school' party? That sounds so fucking gay." Gen commented, crossing her long legs under her desk. Krista got a smile on her face and looked at Gen, "James Blackwood will be there." This caught Gen's attention, "Well then count me in." I laughed as I leaned on my elbow that lay on Gen's desk, "You are so ready to get into his pants aren't you?"

Gen shrugged her shoulders, "Have you seen how sexy the boy is? God, I would have jumped his bones a long time ago, if it hadn't been for that stupid blond girlfriend he had." Krista snorted, "Gen you're a blond too." Gen sat up, "But I am not ugly." I held my hands out towards them, "Okay, easy there you two. Back to the party plans, what are you girls going to wear?" Brenna shrugged, "Whatever shows my boobs, legs, and stomach." Gen gave her a high five and giggled with her. Krista shook her head and laughed, "You two are probably the biggest sluts ever." Brenna flipped her hair back and smirked at her, "Says the girl that wants to sleep with someone just to make her ex jealous." Krista gasped, raising a hand to her chest, "I did NOT say that!"

"But you sure as hell implied it." Gen added.

"Point is. We're going to look so good at the party." I smiled at them. "Not in this lifetime you wanna be's" a perky voice said. I looked up to see Marci standing there. "Ever heard of Vagisil, Marci?" Krista said while holding her nose. All of us burst into laughter. Marci's face turned red with anger, "Shall I remind you who has Matt now, Krista?" I turned to see Krista's jaw tightened. Oh she was pissed now. "It's okay, you can have my leftovers Marci. Don't worry next time I date a guy and dump him, I'll give you a notice." Krista smiled at her. Gen and Brenna began to snicker. Marci crossed her arms and smiled, "I'm pretty sure Matt was the one that dumped you." Without another word Marci turned on her heels and walked away. "Rawr," Brenna scratched at the air like a cat.

"Oooh I can't stand that bitch!" Krista hissed. Brenna placed a hand on her arm, "It's okay Kris. We'll get her ass at that party." Gen gave her an evil smile, "That's if you're not busy screwing the first guy that crosses your way." Brenna chunked a pencil at her, "Shut the fuck up." Tonight will definitely rock. I had the strangest feeling that something good will come out of this year and the party was definitely a part of it.