Have just been informed that 'Doey' is called 'Zuncan' I am very confused and feel like I am behind the times. Thanks. Also this is happening around the same time as the guys during last chapter, a bit earlier in the night though as they're just starting to drink and text.
Boring. Heather wanted to rip her extensions out bit by bit, but not wanting to ruin her actual hair, she decided to plait and un-plait the extensions furiously. Zoey and Dawn were gushing over the sweet things that Scott and Duncan had done for them, which included romantic picnic on the farm that Scott lived at, and going to some dumb indie concert that Zoey liked. Heather could only roll her eyes, Alejandro had done better in terms of romance, like that time he prank called Courtney who was still at the time hopelessly in love with him. Now that, that is true romance. "Ugh, can we please do something maybe a little more fun?" Heather looked at the two girls who were wrapped up in their sleeping bags.
"What did you have in mind, Heather?" Zoey asked. To be completely honest, Zoey was scared of Heather, she was tall, lean, and mean, although with Duncan being her older boyfriend she had some new found confidence that had her standing up to Heather.
Heather walked over to her parents cabinet, opening it up and inspecting the drinks that were inside. It was a huge variety of rainbow alcohol and wines, the list was endless. Heather wanted the girls to be interesting, it could take the whole cabinet for that to happen. Grabbing 3 glasses and 2 bottles of Vodka, Heather joined the girls on the carpet opening the bottles. "Drink up." She said while pouring the drink into the glasses. "It's going to be a long night."
Minutes had gone by, and so far Dawn and Zoey had been finishing their drinks. Heather kept pouring, it was easier to manipulative these girls than she originally had thought it would be. Joining in, she decided to down the liquid that tasted like nail polish remover and poison mixed together. Horrible. Cringing at the taste, she got more, and poured.
"Who're you texting?" Dawn leaned over to Zoey, almost falling into the red heads lap. The smaller girl was a lightweight, she became intoxicated after what seemed like 1 drink "D...Duncan?" She stuttered, falling on her words from the alcohol, only consuming a small amount made her unable to speak properly.
"Ha, so what?" Zoey giggled.
"So what? I'm going to text Scotty-poo!" Dawn leaned over extending her petite body across the floor to reach for her phone that had been thrown across the floor. "What should I text?" Dawn asked Heather. She knew Heather wouldn't really care, but she wanted her involved somehow, although she wasn't particularly sober right now, she could tell Heather wanted to be part of a group, a group that actually made her feel wanted unlike high school, being popular, mean, and having no one ask you to prom would cause some damage.
Heather Stood up and walked over to Dawn, extending her arm out to grab Dawn's phone. "Give me the phone." Dawn innocently gave Heather the phone while being concious of what she would do. Never trust a Heather. "Done and dusted." Heather, almost throwing Dawn's phone back at her made her feel like she was running the show.
"What did you send?" Zoey asked, laying on the ground eating some popcorn.
"Jibberish, I want to show Al that we're having a better time than him." Heather winked at the two girls while she went to the bathroom. "Will you two be alright by yourself?" Heather sarcastically asked leaning on the door sill.
"Ah!" Zoey squealed jumping at the ringing sound that was coming from her phone. Leaping up from her spot and running towards and jumping on Heather's bed, she grabbed her phone looking at the message. "Duncan wants to know if we're drinking!" Frantically looking at her phone Zoey couldn't stop giggling over how jealous Duncan must have been. He had been complaining about hanging out with Scott and Alejandro all week and how boring it would be.
"Just texted Scott!" Dawn cheered, throwing her hands in the air and dropping her phone on the carpet. She searched for more alcohol through Heather's cabinet and pulled out a few large wine bottles with fancy French names and the colour green. "Yummy..." She whispered while opening the bottle and pouring it into her cup that she was twirling around with her finger.
"Uhh Dawn, careful..." Zoey bit her lip. Heather would slaughter both of them if Dawn spilled anything on Heather's floor. "Oh... Duncan just texted me saying they're at a strip club." Zoey looked up from her phone.
Over hearing Zoey Heather sprinted into the room. "So, apparently they're at a strip club!" Heather came back in shouting vigorously texting on her phone. "He is dead!"
"What?" Dawn asked slightly confused by it all. Her eyes were glassy and she was rolling around on the ground.
"Yeah. They're are so bluffing!" Heather was furious. A part of her knew Alejandro was lying to her just to get a reaction, another part was completely jealous that he would go to a strip club. She was completely confused by him, and the alcohol wasn't helping in her favour.
"So? Let's play them." Zoey said as if it was the most obvious thing to do. "We'll ask to meet up with them there." Heather was shocked, who knew someone as sweet as Zoey could be so devious and ruthless. Heather shrugged it off, agreeing to go along with Zoey's plan.
"Ok. Let's go with them." Heather said, trying to calm herself down by massaging her temples and taking a swig of alcohol.
"I told Scott!" Dawn grinned putting on her green sweater and shoes. "Let's go!" The blonde said stumbling up of off the ground.
"Oh ho, he thinks he is so clever. I'll show him." Heather was punching her palm and scowling. Although her and Alejandro were official, they were both very competitive with each other, over the littlest things as well. "I'll ring a cab." Heather dialled the cab smirking. He was in too deep.