We walked into the main building of the Parkers Estate at eight-thirty in the evening. There was already a large crowd there and the music was blasting at a billion decibels. Rachel Parkers was the richest girl (not to forget, the most popular) girl at Marino High School. Her mother was a Victoria's Secret supermodel and her father wrote and produced for some of the biggest singers & bands in the world. Rachel threw the best parties in all of Miami and you had to be somebody to be invited.
Big-name celebrities always turned up at her parties whenever they were on this side of the country. At first, party-goers would be awed at the star-studded guest-list but after a while, everyone would be too drunk off their asses to care about celebrities and since the strict security ensured that there would be no party-crashers, all was well.
"I wonder if Taylor Lautner will, like, be here this time," Beth said while straightening her little black dress. Emphasis on the word "LITTLE." "I made out with him, like, the last time I, like, came here but that annoying country girlfriend of his, like, just yanked him away!"
"I don't know. She wrote a song about him though… "Back to December," I think it's called."
"Well, like, who cares? They, like, broke up so he's, like, all mine now!"
Like all other bimbos, Beth had a serious case of the "like"-syndrome. Like, for real.
'Are you on your way?' I texted Austin. Beth and I were in the kitchen and she was pouring herself her first glass of Everclear punch. Damn, she must be a really heavy drinker.
"Texting your boooyfriend?" Beth teased.
I wish. "Nah, just Austin."
"Are you two, like, going out? The two of you are like, always together with that yummy, like, Australian guy."
Most people tended to think that Adam was Australian because of his accent. He sounds more American now but old habits die hard - he still does sound Australian sometimes when he pronounces words like 'data' as "dah-tah" and he does slip a 'crikey mate' once in a while.
"Nah, we're just best friends," I replied wistfully. You have no idea how much I want to get out of the friend-zone. It's cold in here!
"Mmm, what I'd give to, like, be best friends with a guy like him," Beth said, taking a sip of her drink. "Do you want a drink?" she offered.
"Nah, I'm good."
She shrugged and helped herself to another glass of cancer-inducing alcoholic punch while I excused myself to the bathroom. Couples were making out everywhere and there was this couple actually going at it on the floor. Yes, they were naked. But hey, this is Miami – it's not an uncommon sight at parties here.
One Direction's "Kiss You" was blasting from the speakers and I sang along to it while walking up the spiral stairs to the second floor. I walked past an open bedroom and saw Rachel making out with Taylor Lautner on the bed. Oops, there goes Beth's chance.
Once I was in the bathroom, I whipped out my phone and dialed Austin's number.
"Target's getting drunk in the kitchen and she's planning on getting laid tonight. Go for it, liger," I spoke as soon as Austin picked up the phone.
A liger is a cross-breed between a lion and a tiger and they're the most adorable things ever. They're Austin's favorite animal (apart from dogs, of course. Who doesn't love dogs?).
"Awesome," he breathed. I imagined him licking his lips and smirking. Damn, that's just sexy. "We're parking the car!" I heard Adam shout over the phone. I guess Austin put me on speaker. I knew Trish was with them but it was fine – she knew about the To-Do List (not the part about Adam being in love with her though) so we didn't have anything to hide from her.
I hung up and walked back into the kitchen. Beth was making out with some guy from a Disney TV show and he was... uh... flicking her bean. Holy shit, that's gross. She was still fully clothed but his hand was under her dress so... you get the picture. I'll never be able to un-see that for as long as I live.
I saw Austin standing at the entrance of the kitchen from my peripheral vision so I immediately yanked that Disney guy away from Beth and started making out with him as a distraction. Austin came over and whispered a "thanks" in my ear before claiming Beth for the night.
After I heard Beth and Austin's footsteps leave the room, I immediately pulled away from that Disney dude. I had two motives for kissing him: letting Austin get into Beth's pants and trying to make Austin jealous.
I hate my life.
'Have fun, liger' I texted Austin though I knew he wouldn't be checking his phone for the rest of the night.
Author's Note:
Well, here's Chapter 3! A little slow-moving but we'll get there soon enough & all your Auslly fantasies (well, the PG-rated fantasies at least...) will be satisfied! Stay with me, we're only just getting started!