Authors note: Okay so I've had this story idea for a long time now, and I just couldn't keep it inside any longer. Another Warning I Love OC's (original Characters) they are what I love to write about. So this story is started by following around an OC Erica during Shelly's end of the year party.
It was the night of Shelly's end-of-the-year bash, and here she was once again walking into the house and trying her hardest not to roll her eyes at the spectacle in front of her. God, I hate these damned things, the same conversations with the same immature, drunken, and lets not forget, horny teens, she thinks pushing past a group of boys taking shots blindfolded.
"Hey Erica" someone says, walking past her in a flash as they make their way towards the couch. She waves slightly turning back to the room, her eyes scanning for a familiar face.
Erica Sanders was the typical 09er, her father owned Sanders Concrete the largest Construction company in California. While her mother owned Breathless Delights a small chain of boutiques, specializing in scented lotions, candles, and other deliciously sinful treats. She had the expensive car, the perfect boyfriend, and the best friends she could ask for. Her life was perfect, all until her best friend was murdered, and her other one wad exiled into a life of torture and misery. She knew it was wrong for them to treat Veronica like this, for them to destroy her for following her father, an act most people should find respectable. She tried to stop it but nothing worked, the more she protested the more they taunted and tore Veronica down. So she sat back and watched, hoping some day she would find the courage to stand up to everybody, to stand up for her friend.
She made it to the back patio, passing by the hoards to shouting teens, celebrating the end of sophomore year and the beginning of another. Suddenly she was jerked back, her back slamming into the chest of a familiar body. She breathed him in, her eyes slightly glazed over with desire from the slightest scent of his cologne.
"Hey baby" he whispered into her ear, his breath on her neck sending shivers through her body.
"Hey, when did you get here?" she asked turning around to take a look at his light brown eyes.
"About an hour ago" he answered, she could smell the alcohol on his breath and already knew she was going to have to help him get home tonight. "You've got some catching up to do" he joked handing her a beer.
"I don't think so, you seemed to have done enough partying for the both of us." She laughed putting the beer down on the nearest table before taking his hand, and leading him to the dance floor.
She watched all the other couples on the floor, most were grinding against each other, while others took it slow. She always believed this wasn't her scene, her kind of people. Just once she would like to hang out with someone and talk, about everything. Not just about the newest issue of Cosmo, or the most outrageous stories about TJ, but about books, and movies, hopes and dreams. But this is Neptune, and no matter what you want you are placed in a social group primarily by net worth. She is an 09er and this is all she can expect for the rest of her high school years.
Erica spotted a familiar halo of hair slink past her, making its way to the pool area. What was Veronica doing here? She wondered excusing herself, before leaving Casey and the dance floor behind and making her way to the pool area. On her way she accidentally bumped into Meg and Cole. Meg took a hold of her shoulder keeping her from stumbling back, when she regained her composure Erica shinned a grateful smile.
"Hey you guys leaving?" she asked frowning a bit.
"Yeah I need to get home, my parents are expecting me" Meg answered her face glinting with relief.
"Hey have you seen Veronica?" Erica asked looking back to where she last saw the blonde wave of hair.
"Yeah she is right over there" Cole pointed to the lawn chair in the corner. The lawn chair now crowded by cheering guys, as Dick Casablancas straightened finishing his body shot off of the passed out blonde's chest.
"Someone should help her" Meg said worry streaming through her voice. Before Cole could get a word of protest out Erica had already began running over to the crowd.
Pushing the drunken pigs out of the way she bent down running a hand over Veronica's face. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was labored. Scared, Erica did the first thing to come to mind, she began talking to her.
"Veronica, sweetie, wake up!" she said shaking her shoulders lightly.
"Hey! What a buzz kill we were just having fun" Dick exclaimed a tone of nonchalance lacing his words. If looks could kill Dick would be burning in hell for multiple eternities from the glare Erica sent him.
"Fun? You son of a Bitch, does this look like fun? Your taking advantage of a passed out girl" she screamed grabbing a hold of Veronica's arm and pulling her up to lean against her.
She began walking away when someone grabbed a hold of the other side. She looked over to see Duncan leaning over to grab Veronica's legs carrying her in his arms like a child. She kept a solid hold of Veronica's hand determined to follow her home, no matter what. She was jerked to the side by Casey his eyes filled with confusion.
"What are you doing?"
"Helping a friend what is it to you?" she asked glancing over his shoulder to see Duncan placing Veronica back on the ground before accepting a drink from Logan.
"Veronica is not our friend, she is a traitor" he exclaimed.
"Fuck you, she is a person like anyone else, she is in trouble and needs help" she stated walking past him but by the time she began walking to where she last saw them, they were gone. "Fuck" she muttered to herself, taking out her cell and calling Duncan's, after a couple rings she hung up. At least she is safe with Duncan, she thought turning back to the party to make one last run through before leaving.
About ten minutes later she walked back into the Living room. Upon entering she was surprised to see Veronica perched on top of Dick their lips locked. It took her a minute to see Veronicas tiny hands pushing at his chest, trying desperately to get him off of her. Erica ran over pulling the drunk blonde off of the horny toad. "Fuck off, Dick" she yelled pulling Veronica away from the room of gawking teens.
She couldn't believe she actually did that, it was the first time she could ever remember taking charge of the situation. She took Veronica to one of the back rooms laying her down on the bed. Veronica looked so peaceful lying there, her white dress glowing with an air of innocence, an innocence Erica regrets losing. She looks at her former friend, wishing that this act, this single act could mend their friendship. Deciding she should get her some water for when she wakes up, Erica walks out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar as she goes.
Rounding the corner she is surprised to see Logan leaning against the wall, his usual Jackass smirk in place. "Well you've been a busy little beaver" he states.
"Just helping out a friend" She replies trying to get past him, but he blocks her way.
"When has she been you're friend, if I'm not mistaken you haven't given a damn about her up until now" he snaps.
"I know I haven't really been there for her, but that doesn't mean I don't care….why am I talking to you?" she asks herself with a humorless laugh, trying yet again to get past him.
"Wait!" he calls, she turns around and looks at him expectantly. "Look I'm sorry" she scoffs at this and he puts on a serious face. "I know I have done some immature things tonight, and I know now that they were wrong, okay, will you forgive me?" he asks handing her a drink as a sign of good faith. She rolls her eyes but smile slightly; she takes the drink and nods. He watches her down it in a few gulps and grins largely. "Great, I'll see you around" he says before walking away. That is the last things she remembers before darkness consumes her mind.