Chapter 3

Oh how wrong she was.

Valerie came to Sam's mansion at exactly 6, just like she promised. Valerie was consistent that they take her car. But when Val saw how Sam was dressed for the party, she scowled at her, 'I mean seriously, people dress better at a funeral', that was what she said. So it took them half an hour more to dress Sam up properly. Sam's mother was really happy that her eldest daughter was finally going to open her social circle.

Sam got into a knee-length deep red dress which was strapless. And Valerie managed to hoop Sam's straight silky hair into ringlets. Now she was dressed like a party.

They reached the party at 7 pm. Now it wasn't hard to find the apartment, because of the music that was blaring out of the doors and windows, it really wasn't all that of a headache. When Sam entered the apartment, she was getting second thoughts.

But what lay ahead of her was something that made her think that maybe listening to her mother, was a better idea.

In exactly 10 minutes, she lost contact with Valerie who started drinking like crazy. In exactly 3 hours, Valerie was completely drunk and was dancing (groping) with some guy (guys). Sam herself managed to get in a tight situation. At first she was strictly against drinking, but after watching all the people in the party being in so close physical contact with each other made her want to get her mind somewhere else.

She entered the kitchen after hearing somewhat, three declarations of love and a proposal of marriage between boys and girls who met a few hours ago.

She took a bottle of water that was lying on the counter and drank it in on gulp, the water tasted funny to her. Or at least she thought it was water. That was when she saw a couple...doing it...on the kitchen table. She ran out seething. This was why she hated parties, too much incorporate music with people who drank their asses off and were doing and saying stuff that made her puke, no alcohol needed.

Then she looked around and reached the far corner of the room which had more drinks on a table. She tried ignoring it a bit, but then she saw Valerie with that same guy with whom she ran with before. He had her to the wall and was having a very intense make out session. Honestly the girl forgot that she was already in a relationship.

Trouble in paradise maybe, Sam thought. Because between Valerie and her boyfriend of a few months, there was always trouble.

Stupid people, stupid drinks, stupid Nathan for throwing the party and stupid Valerie for bringing her here and stupid guy who was making her feel so incredibly blissful.

She then thought that, how do people feel when they are cherished like that. She did went out on a few dates in high school, but all of them were lying cheap hunks of punk junk. She had been kissed, but it was always the guy initiating it. She was never told a simple 'I love you' and she was very much a virgin. In college she forgot how to have fun and stayed in the study zone which made people dislike her more.

But for once she wanted to feel something. A zing or a bolt of something.

So screw this, screw everyone, she thought as she took hold of the red solo cups filled with piss poor beer and drank it. After an hour or so, she was tipsy. She was waltzing here and there with a new drink in her hand and was giving flirtatious remarks to all the boys who just smiled goofily at her. She reached the stairs of Nathan's deluxe apartment and climbed up. She reached a room whose door was ajar and she heard heated breathes and moans coming from the inside, so she shushed no one in particular and whispered, "Be quite, their sleeping." Okay, so maybe she was drunk.

So she waltzed downstairs and that was when someone pushed her against the wall.

She yelped, but she had as much sense when she saw that the guy was pulling at her dress. She pushed his hands away, but his hands came in contact with her wrists and he put her hands above her head and locked them there with his hand, the other hand was caressing her cheek.

So all the years of pent-up desire took over her as she kissed him. She was surprised that the guy didn't taste like alcohol, there were traces of alcohol, but he tasted more like mint and honey and she couldn't imagine to pull away. She let his lips work the magic. His hands caressed her cheek and lowered to caressing her neck with the pad of his thumb, and reached the dangerous border of her chest, all the while keeping his lips busy with hers.

She tilted her head back and he traced his lips over the soft and smooth skin of her neck, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer and moaned softly. She still couldn't see who he was, but she didn't care. When his hand went towards her thighs and went up and up until it reached a very dangerous spot, she snapped and started to pull her hands from his iron grip and when she succeeded, she put her hands on his nicely toned chest and pushed him off of her. He pulled back but then drunkenly slumped towards her again but she slapped him. The music blaring in the apartment.

As Amethyst met Sapphire orbs and she ran towards the nearest exit.

Valerie or not, she was getting the hell out of this place. She ran out, and reached the door. When she was outside, she took a deep breath. She was immensely drunk but she had enough sense to know where her house was, she didn't take the car but ran.

At exactly 12, she reached her house and took out her keys, thank goodness she didn't take her bag off at the party, she didn't want to knock and let her parents see her in this condition. She ran towards her room. Good thing her family was asleep. She reached her room and went inside, locked the door behind her crashed onto the bed and sprawled herself on the queen sized bed and let the drink take control.

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She woke up from an extreme headache...and the knocking on her door. She groaned, her shoulder was numb from the position she was in, and her entire body was killing her.

She managed to reach the door and give the person on the other side, a piece of her mind. She opened the door to reveal their house butler.

"Miss Manson, breakfast is ready." he said and left quietly. She closed the door, her head was killing her but she didn't want her parents to see her like this. She managed to reach the bathroom. She turned the light on and walked towards the bath tub while crossing the mirror. She walked past it, but walked back with wide eyes and looked at herself in the mirror. She was a mess, her eye liner was spread and her lipstick was smudged. Her clothes were a lost cause and her hair had several knots. She looked more like a panda than a raccoon.

But what caught her eyes were the two love bites that her assaulter had given.

Oh, if I ever find that asshole, he is dead.

But she couldn't remember anything but the bright blue eyes.

She took a bath and managed to look presentable and went to the dining room. When her sister saw her she choked on the water and started laughing, well at least she didn't get her manners from mom and dad. She glared at her and started eating her meal.

"It's a scorching dessert out there, why are you wearing a turtle neck?" was her sister's question as she looked at her smugly, like she knew something.

"Buzz off!" was Sam's grumbled reply.

"Sweetie, don't fight at the table" her mother said, what are we? Twelve, Sam thought angrily but her stomach was about to digest itself so she focused her attention on the meal. While a girl came and gave a few letters to her mom.

Pamela Manson very neatly looked at them and then one letter caught her eye and she grinned gleefully. "Jerry, the Robinson's 30th anniversary is coming. Didn't you know?" she asked her husband who was reading the newspaper. He looked up and said, "He did mention when we were playing golf last week."

"Huh. Okay, Its...on 1st May" she looked at the date knowingly, "Its tomorrow." She said as she called the girl who brought the letters, "When did these arrive?" she asked her harshly, but Sam still grumbled.

"Today, Ma'am," the girl said.

Her mother dismissed the girl and looked at her husband, "Jeremy, I want you to talk with that post man, who does he think he is! If this invite wasn't brought earlier, we would've missed the anniversary." There her mother went on and on about what kind of sap the post man was and how he should do his job. Sam completely tuned out, why doesn't Grandma sit with us at lunch?

"Okay girls I want you two to look your best for tomorrow. We don't have enough time to buy some new dresses so you could use the ones I bought for you last week," Pamela declared as Star happily ate the rest of her lunch while Sam looked at her mother in disbelief, "I'm not going, I have something I...uh need to do."

"Oh hush dear! It's a family invite, all of us are going," her mother said offhandedly and resumed eating her food.

"Mom! I'm not going and that's final," Sam declared and pulled the chair out and went towards her room.

"Just because your twenty, doesn't mean that we're no longer you're parents. You will go, Samantha, and that's final," her mother said and Sam narrowed her eyes on her and growled and stomped all the way to her room.

I hate my life.

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This party was at least better than the last one. She had her space, but she still couldn't forget last night. The makeup covered her love bites. But it was a horrible experience, one she never wanted to witness again.

Someone tugged her hand and she turned around in alarm. Valerie was standing there, really happy.

"Hey Sam! How're you doing? You left early last night," she said as Sam looked at her with pure raw anger. She was going to answer but Valerie pulled her towards the other side of the building.

"Never mind, there is someone you should meet. He's an old high school friend," she said as she pulled Sam forwards. It was hard for her to wear such a huge heel with such a long dress. At least it was black. This one had straps and it was touching the floor.

Valerie rounded her and she saw a mass a black hair. The boy had his back towards them and was chatting freely with a guy with spectacles.

"Sam, I'd like you to meet Danny Fenton, he's changing his college courses and he's applying for AU like us," Valerie introduced as the boy turned around and met Valerie's friend that she had been going on and on for hours.

He turned around and met a beautiful girl.

Amethyst met Sapphire orbs and both eyes widened in recognition.

"You!" both yelled in unison at each other.

Tat tada, okay so all must've guessed how this is going and how this is not love at first sight. I never believed in that shit. Okay so I wanted to say that i'm trying to reach all five chapters of my stories and then I will update them all. I hope you like this, and please review. ALSO GO TO THE POLLS. Oh and please PM me and tell me how to go on further, I didn't think this story through so please I need suggestions. I will update soon.

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