Notes: I may or may not post a playlist for chapters. I t just so happens this time I am. So here it is.
I like that- Richard Vission and Static Revenger
My chick bad- Ludacris ft. Nicki Minaj
Burn it to the ground- Nickelback
I know. I have a completely whacked music list. But it's a party, so just imagine them being played. I know that Seth did not show up in the last chapter, but I am trying to let you get to know Corrine first. Her name screams shy and innocent. I want to get across that she can be whatever she wants not just someone's imprint. She does what she wants, but unlike other people deals with the consequences. She is very much her own person.
Chapter Two (blah blah blah) note: this chapters name came with much help from ke$ha.
"Would you stop fidgeting with it." Annoyed wasn't really the right word to describe what she was.
" I can't help it. It doesn't really hurt anymore, but it does feel weird." I played with the object on my lip.
" You know. I wouldn't be so mad had you told me what you were planning on doing. When your mom sees this she is going to ground your ass." She still looked green.
"Are you feeling any better?" I tried to be sympathetic. The needle came out and she was at the nearest trashcan.
"It keeps replaying in my head." She turned white as a ghost in a split second. "I need to stop thinking about it."
"We need to sit you down." I looked over to see not that many people were here yet. If I sat her down outside right now there a possibility no creeps would show up. "Why don't you go sit right there and I'll go get us a drink."
"Something strong. This headache is monumental." She rubbed her head.
She sat down, so I went inside to find the first thing I saw. There was small table with red cups covering it. One not so small problem hovered over it. Paul, Jared, and shockingly Kim were standing there cups in hand, whispering about something. I decided not to make my presence, so I tried to grab two cups without being seen or heard. My damn squeaky shoes deceived me, and all attention was brought to me.
Since they so rudely decided to just gawk at me. I showed them I could be polite. "Kim." I nodded in her direction.
She gave me a shy smile and waved. Somehow I don't know why she ever got herself into this group. She was smart, shy, and beautiful. Gracyn always talked about how Kim was just a lost puppy waiting for someone to give her a place to fit in. I admired her because even when Gracyn got with Embry, she stayed a good distance from her.
I turned to leave, taking a large gulp from my cup. "Where is your friend?" I heard Paul's gruff voice ask.
He did not deserve my, even if he asked a strange question. So I answered walking away. "Staying far away from you egotistic airheads." I wasn't pleased with my choice of words, but what did it matter. By the time I was to Sierra, I had finished my cup.
I joined her on the bench. 'I'm done with mine." Glancing at my cup, she took hers and chugged it down. "When your done you might want to know who I ran into."
A little of her drink ran down the side of her face as she tried to finish. "No!" Astonishment was twinkling in her eyes. "All of them?"
"No." I spat out, shaking my head. "Just Paul, Jared, and Kim. Get this. Paul asked me where you were." I didn't know why I told her that. It would only add to her feelings for him, to be honest it made me jealous. "Don't get that look either, he couldn't even bother to remember your name." The last part sounded a bit mean. "He's just a wise ass. Like the rest of his friends." She still looked a little white, but better.
"Time for more drinks." She waved her cup around. "We need to get our party started." A wild grin appeared on her face. All traces of sickness and self pity gone.
Several drinks and one hour later, the party was in full swing. Sierra was probably off flirting with Pierce's boyfriend, while I was dancing with two other drunken girls. I think they might have been lesbians. This was the problem with La Push, they were to critical of the rest of the world. My belief was that the elders made people think that way. Sometimes it felt too old school here. Then sometimes I got scared about leaving, because I knew my family would always stay here.
" I can't believe they actually came." One of the girls exclaimed. "Even the younger ones."
"Who?" I asked a little breathless. Do you really have to ask that stupid?
"The rest of the La Push golden boys." She rolled her eyes and laughed.
Why were they deciding to come to party's now? It didn't make any sense. I was outside where the music was, trying to have a good time. It looked really cool out here too. There were twinkly lights strung in the trees and flowers floating around in the pool. Now a good time would be impossible having to look at Gracyn all night, unless I was seriously drunk.
The girl I talked to pulled a guy I recognized from my class in the middle of us, leaving her friend to fend for herself. He caught up with what had just happened, and started dancing too. There was nothing pushing rated r. We must have put on a good enough show, because everyone outside was now looking at the three of us. Being center of attention was fun. Sierra or Gracyn always got it, so this was thrilling. He put his hands on my hips from behind, while I assumed the girl was behind him doing the same. I could feel sexual tension running through me and it gave me chills. The song ended all to soon with a slow song coming on after.
I felt him turn me around. "Want to dance again?" He asked already taking the lead.
I was all but to smart for this guy. "No thanks. I'm going to grab a drink." He frowned. Seems someone is used to getting what they want. I looked over to the girl. "Want to come with me?"
She looked stunned. "Sure. I'm Stacey by the way." She looked flushed.
"Corrine. I haven't seen you around a lot." She looked a little younger than me, so maybe fifteen. She dressed the part of an eighteen year old though.
She grinned. "I have strict parents, so needless to say they don't know I snuck out my bedroom window." I already liked her.
"I know how that goes." No you don't. Where the hell is Sierra? I wondered as we walked into the house. Peoples voices were all just a blur to me, unless I paid them my direct attention. I still felt like I needed more to drink.
"Do you do this much?" she asked looking around.
"Drink, yes. Dance, no. I normally get drunk and watch from the sidelines." This was half true. If I was on the sidelines it was normally with some drunk guy trying to feel me up. "What made you decide to come out tonight?" She blushed. "A guy huh?" I was filling up my drink.
"He wouldn't notice me." That look of embarrassment was written all over her face. "I thought if I started coming to parties he would see I can play with the big boys. I heard he that he was into this kind of stuff."
"And he's not?" I let my confusion be known.
"This was me being stupid, but I thought since he started hanging out with their group he would." Now having a drink herself, she took a fast swig.
"Wait! Group?" She's obviously a freshman, so that meant… "Collin or Brady?"
A scarlet blush swarmed her face. "Brady. We used to talk a lot. Things happened over the summer. He got distant, said it wasn't safe for us to talk anymore."
"He fell into the wrong crowd. All of them did. I wouldn't let it stop you from talking to him though. You probably just have to get him alone."
"Easier said than done. He has a twin sister and she says he's hardly ever home anymore. We talk a lot now. She feels just as helpless as I do."
"Its good that your still trying. If someone would have done that to me, I would have forgot about their sorry ass." I took more out of my drink. "You want to give him something to stare at?"
She raised her eyebrows. Now she was confused. "I don't know where he went."
We heard the music change to a fast song, that was perfect for what I was planning. "Something tells me he's outside with the rest of the party." I grabbed her hand, pulling her to the backdoor and down the steps. "Just do what we did a second a ago. This time without the guy."
Realization must have hit her. "Really?" She thought again. "You aren't a ya know are you?"
I laughed hysterically as we searched for his crew. It shouldn't be to hard, since they towered over everyone else. "The attention is funny. Didn't you notice it? La push is very cryptic about this kind of shit. Boys cant get enough of it, and not many girls have the balls to try things like this." I saw a couple of unusually tall people standing near the pool, and I saw Sierra talking to someone. I didn't pay attention to who in particular it was. "Si, hold my jacket?" I didn't wait for her to answer, just flung it to her.
"Oh my God! Everyone is going to stare." She thought about it. "That's a good thing right?"
I nodded. "If everyone else stares, then so will he." I glanced her over. "And the fact your dressed like a twenty year old helps." There were several other people dancing to, but it was all boy girl. We made our way to the middle, and kind of took off where we left last time.
No one was looking. She was getting flustered and aggravated waiting. "This is meant in a completely non lesbian way." She was behind me, and took my hips in her hands pulling me very close to her. We moved together trying to be seductively lethal. It earned us a few stares. They all kept looking one by one. When I was sure we had everyone's I turned around, and so did she. I did the same with her. Some people were still dancing. The majority were all but paralyzed. My head was spinning from all the alcohol I had consumed. The song ended and so did we. We both turned to see peoples eyes on us yet again.
"Guess we have an audience." Stacey said confidently, before turning to the parking lot.
I snorted at the looks people had. There was a drink sitting on the table Sierra had been sitting at. My jacket was there too. I grabbed both, before following Stacey away from the party. "Happy Birthday Pierce." She was close by staring at me. Mouth open might I add. The losers were by the pool as I thought, glued into place. Brady looked as though his eyes were about to bug out of his head. Mission accomplished. Something else felt like it was pulling me in there direction, but I didn't dare act on it. The force was powerful, so was I.
At this moment I needed to find Sierrra and then maybe Stacey, who I was sure didn't have way to get home. Just on observation I had taken, when I saw her friend hooking up with the guy we had been dancing with. Finding my way to the parking area, I knew I wouldn't be able to drive. I stumbled over several random things. Where the hell is Sierra. She was always my designated drunk driver. Now I had no way of getting home. Seeing as how she ditched me. This is just great.
