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Chapter Four: Party Central
Managing to catch me before I fell for a third time, Lucy rolled her eyes skyward and pulled me along side of her. It was quarter to nine and we were forty-five minutes late to the Indian's dorm room party. Something of which was not my fault. As predicted, Lucy had forced me into fourteen different outfits before declaring she liked the first one the best. Typical.
"You know, if you didn't make me wear these damn stilts, I would be able to walk just fine." I snapped, pulling at my dress. Lucy simply waved her hand airily.
"Wendy, you're five foot, four. Wearing four inch heels makes you taller and therefore more sophisticated, trust me. I know these things."
I narrowed my eyes on her but said nothing. I guess I did look pretty nice. I had picked out a dark, blue dress that came down to the middle of my thigh and had matching blue heels to match. Lucy had taken two hours to curl my hair and it cascaded down around my shoulders. I felt good. Lucy herself was looking well too. She had decided to adorn herself in a tight black dress with a small golden belt around her waist and had put her hair into a tight French plait that fell to the middle of her back. Being five foot seven, she was wearing golden pumps. Why couldn't I be that tall?
Finally arriving at the Indians dorm, Lucy knocked loudly on the door. We could hear the music banging and people talking. I wondered idly if the teachers (who were two floors up) would hear the noise and stop the party.
The door swung open and we were met with the sight of Tigerlily, grinning from ear to ear. My jaw dropped. She looked stunning. She had straightened her hair and was wearing a creamed coloured dress that fell to her knees. It made her tan skin look amazing.
"Wendy, Lucy, you made it!" She grabbed us both and hauled us inside, slamming the door in the process.
The party was well under way. The Indians dorm was a lot bigger than we originally thought. There was a large table by the kitchen which was situated to the back of the dorm and a room that lead off to the right as we came in which I assumed was their bedroom. The living area had been cleared and there were people dancing away to the sounds of One Direction. A guilty pleasure of mine but not something I would admit to.
"What took you so long?" Tigerlily queried, turning to a table beside the door which had various bottles and cups on it. I watched as she took two plastic cups and filled them up with a clear liquid and then added coke.
"Wendy took ages getting ready." Lucy replied, laughing at my clear outrage.
"That's completely untrue. Lucy makes me try on every piece of clothing I own until she decides what she lets me wear. I have no freedom when it comes to this girl and fashion."
Lucy scoffed. "Sorry for making sure you looked good tonight. But I will say that I'm pretty sure that I did a brilliant job. Every boy has been ogling you since we walked in the door."
Tigerlily faced us once again and held out the two cups. Lucy immediately took one but I glanced at the glass, warily.
"Is there alcohol in that?" I'm not a prude or anything, but I've never drank before so I wanted to make sure that I didn't take too much.
"Yeah, just a little vodka. Don't worry, if you don't want any just say so."
Lucy took the cup and put it into my unwilling hands. "She'll have it, Tigerlily." I glared at her and she added, "Liven up and enjoy the party. You only live once!"
I sighed and then shrugged. Screw it. I'm going to enjoy myself tonight.
Tigerlily put her cup into the air. We copied the motion.
"LET'S PARTY!"
"But wait honestly though, most of the boys in this school have no clue about girls, y'know, Wenders?"
I burst out laughing and I'm not too sure why. What Tigerlily had said wasn't even that funny. God, how much vodka had I had? I lost count after we took that red stuff called 'Aftershock'. That was horrible but it made the vodka and coke taste much nicer.
"Did you just call me 'Wenders'?" I giggled as I swayed from foot to foot, ignoring the dancing around us. I was vaguely aware that Tigerlily and I were standing right in the middle of the dance floor, having a full-scale conversation about the immaturity of boys.
"Yeah! That's your new nickname! For my new buddy, Wenders!" We both laughed and then realising that The Wanted was playing began dancing around like crazy. Even though I knew I was quite drunk, I was having a really good time. And even better, I hadn't seen Peter Pan and his band of cronies once. But then again, much to my dismay, I hadn't seen James either. I didn't really mind though because I was having such an amazing night.
Managing to pull us out of the crowd of dancers, Tigerlily and I entered the kitchen and she quickly topped up our glasses. Then I just realised something; where the hell was Lucy?
"Tigerlily? Do you know where Lucy is?"
Tigerlily scratched her chin in thought while pouring the vodka. "Hm, I think I heard her say something about Peter Pan and-"
"Peter Pan?!" I shouted and several people in kitchen gave me odd looks. I ignored them.
"Yeah, and sheesh, Wendy, calm down. He's not all that bad, really." Tigerlily said sternly, handing me my drink.
"Yes, so you keep saying." I muttered darkly and took a massive gulp of the vodka and coke.
"How about a shot?" Tigerlily asked, grinning. I groaned.
"Not anymore of that disgusting 'Aftershock' crap, please."
"No, you'll like this one." She said, getting two shot glasses out and pouring them full with green liquid. "It's called 'Apple Sours', and it's really nice."
We toasted and downed the shot. It stung the back of my throat but I did have to agree, it was nice. Much nicer than the red stuff.
My thoughts switched to Lucy and Peter Pan. What was she doing with him? She couldn't possibly…like him? I scowled at the idea and then scowled deeper when I realised that this thought made me extremely jealous. Why? I couldn't give a damn who he sluts about with. But Lucy is my best friend and well…my relationship with Peter wasn't exactly ideal considering he was an arrogant douche-bag and I wanted to punch him in the face every time I saw him but she knows he has a thing for me. So why would she even bother?
"I'm going to find, Lucy, you coming?" I yelled to Tigerlily. She nodded and I turned and immediately tripped. God-damn my drunkenness and bloody massive heels!
I didn't fall to the ground though. Instead I found myself in the arms of the seriously gorgeous and smiling James Hook. I gave a gasp of delight and threw my arms around his neck. I didn't even care if it was too much. Blame the drink, Wendy, always blame the drink.
"James! You came!" I cried, grinning like a manic. He grinned back at me.
"I said I was going to come, didn't I? I've just been a bit busy." He took a step back from me and looked me up and down. Usually that would annoy the hell out of me (Tigerlily actually threw some guy out about an hour ago for trying to grope me) but with James, I became a blushing high school girl. What am I even talking about? I am a blushing high school girl!
"You look absolutely stunning, Miss Darling." He stepped closer to me again and I could feel heat creeping up my neck. He was looking drop dead gorgeous himself. Dark blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt that spread over his toned and muscled forearms and chest. Was I drooling?
"Miss Andrews is looking nice also." I nodded and then realised who he was talking about.
"Lucy? You saw Lucy?!" I practically screamed the question at him so he nodded slowly, looking quite confused and a little scared. "Sorry, I was going to look for her."
"Why don't you give it a few minutes and wait for her to find you?" He took a step closer and taking me by the waist, pulled me against him. I flushed and immediately looked to the floor. He brought his other hand to my face and gently pulled my chin up so he could look at me.
"You have the most gorgeous eyes, Miss Darling." He murmured and I thought there and then I was going to faint.
He dipped his head slightly and I suddenly found myself in a very compromising situation; his lips were mere centimetres from mine.
"Now, I believe in giving every girl a fair chance to say no." He whispered and my breath caught in my throat. "But if you don't push me away in three seconds, I'm going to kiss you."
JUST HURRY UP AND DO IT ALREADY, JAMES. I'M DYING HERE!
I didn't move a muscle but gave him my very best come hither look and he grinned wolfishly.
"Three, Two, One-"
"JAMES!"
We suddenly looked round to see one of the mermaids come stomping towards us, a fierce glare set upon her pretty features. James simply looked at her, perplexed.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
James now looked completely confused. Something's not right here…
"We have just spent four hours in bed together and now I see you wrapped in the arms of the new girl?! James, how could you?!" She swiftly brought her hand back and slapped him across the face. Giving him one last look of complete loathing, she flounced off, into the crowd.
I stood before him, frozen, unbelieving. Lucy had been right. How could I have been so stupid?!
"Wendy, wait-"
"I don't want to hear it. Enjoy messing with some other girl's heart. You're not going to mess with mine."
Before he could say another word, I turned and walked through the crowds of people, marched to the doors and strode out. Taking a deep breath, I ran all the way to me and Lucy's dorm (surprisingly not falling once) and once there, threw myself onto my bed and sobbed my heart out.
Crap. She looked really upset. I'm going to have to be extra nice to her tomorrow. But at the minute, that didn't matter. The look of James Hook's face was priceless. I wish I had had a camera.
"Operation James-Hook-is-a-filthy-whore is a success!"
I turned and high-fived an ecstatic Peter Pan who had, at several points during the execution of our plan, to be hauled back over to our place in the corner as he was going to beat Hook to a pulp. I swear, the kid nearly saw red when Hook went to kiss Wendy. Like hell Pan doesn't like Wendy. Like hell.
"How did you know Hook was planning on kissing her, Lucy?" Tootles asked, looking at me in awe. I smiled.
"Have you not seen Wendy yet?" I glanced quickly at Peter, who was glaring at me, "The girl's completely gorgeous. Sure, Pan's eyes nearly fell out of their sockets when he first saw her tonight."
The Lost Boys wolf-whistled and jeered and Peter gave me a light shove, scowling at me. "Shut up, Andrews."
Suddenly, Chelsea, the mermaid who had screamed at Hook came bounding up to us, winking at me as she walked over to Slightly and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Brilliant work, babe. You were awesome." Slightly remarked proudly, throwing an arm around his girlfriend's shoulders.
I fist-pumped Pan and he grinned at me.
"I don't think that bastard will be hanging around Darling anymore, do you?"
I beamed at him.
"Well let's put it this way," I shifted my gaze to Hook who was still standing there, looking utterly confused. I narrowed my eyes on him. "If comes anywhere near Wendy, I'll kick his ass."
Pan nodded, smirking.
"Couldn't of said it better myself."
Ta-da! Peter's plan worked! Yay! I thought Wendy drunk was pretty awful but tell me what you think! Thanks for reading, LucyMoon1992 x
