CHAPTER THREE:
It's been three whole days since the Victoria incident. And boy did she not let me forget who was in charge of the school and also of Dante's social life. The poor guy can't even sit with his mates without her 10 feet away from him keeping a close watch. I couldn't even try and have a decent conversation with him… even though I never tried speaking to him again.
I felt so sickeningly aggravated with this Victoria business. It's like she's a part of my lame excuse of a life now. And that's the last thing I wanted. I rolled over on my bed and picked up my laptop that laid on the floor, its glossy black case reflecting my damaged hair in top notch quality. I groaned under my breath. Maybe I should have gone to Camps Bay with Sabrina and let her Aunt do some weird torturous voodoo on my hair. I might even look better if the dog did some work on my hair also.
Why was I born without long luscious auburn hair, the skinny body and the silky smooth skin…?
But instead God had other plans for me, maybe to become a scarecrow and scare off crows at my Uncle Besters farm. Yet again that isn't a bad idea…
I felt a slight nudge at my waist and saw a bundle of dark grey fur curl up beside me.
"Oh Fester!" I swooned and left my laptop to pick up the heavy baggage of fur. "You love me, don't you?" Two scowling yellow eyes lost focus and gave a slight meow as an answer to my question.
I embraced the sleepy fat cat in arms and felt sharp claws penetrate my skin. I held Fester at arms length: "I forgot, you don't like close contact."
The cat gave another meow and I released my grip on the fur ball.
I fell back onto my bed and yawned a rather unappealing yawn. I should really start focusing on my etiquette wouldn't you say?
Clank!
I sat up and stared at my window.
Clank!
I sprinted off of my bed and picked up the wooden frame of my window to open. It used to work perfectly, but Sabrina throwed a rock, not a pebble but a rock and somehow broke the frame that once worked perfectly. Once I succeeded I opened the window to see a small female with something bright flashing into my eyes.
"But down the mirror," I nearly yelled.
"It isn't the mirror," Sabrina scowled. "It's my braces reflecting off of your porch light!"
"Oh… then keep your mouth shut."
She didn't listen though, what a surprise?
"You need to get dressed."
"No, I'm not. Good night Sabrina." I already started closing the window when another 'Clank' interrupted me.
"What in heavens name is that?" I yelled, in a whisper though, down at Sabrina who still smiled, making every moment looking down at her excruciating. The light was no joke.
"It's a wrench I got out of your garage."
"What were you doing in my garage?"
"No time to explain. Just get dressed."
"Why?"
"Because were gonna par-tay!" Yes, she did say that in a very geeky voice and even did the fist pump.
"Where?"
"Enough talk, more undressing and dressing."
I didn't want to go. I really didn't but as lady luck would have it. I was easily won over by four words: Dante will be there. How love struck could I get? I tried dressing semi-formal, though my semi-formal didn't quite fit in with the 21st century.
"You seriously couldn't find something else to wear besides that grey skirt?" Sabrina moaned as she drove down the high way. The party was a bonfire held near Saldana Bay. Its suppose to be an annual thing but the popular students change it each year in order to make the geeks, like me, not to attend. Though I don't think Sabrina got the memo or saw the threats spray painted on our lockers even slightly hint full.
"Sabrina, I really don't wanna go," I begged at the passenger seat. Each movement was agony. Her family's old dusty Ben, their own famous name for it, which is actually just a fancy way of saying Station Wagon. The car was already rusting on the inside and I could have sworn I saw a rat nest in the back seat last time.
"No, this is your time to shine." Sabrina smiled making her braces sparkle. Wait, that wasn't from the light.
"Sabrina?"
"Yeah?"
"Did you put glitter on your braces?"
"Well yes I did," She smiled cheerfully.
"Why?"
"I thought it would make my dress look better."
I grabbed my forehead, "Sabrina, don't tell me your wearing your Mother;s prom dress…"
"Yeah…," Sabrina frowned. "Why?"
"Last time you wore that you were called Lost family member of the Jackson brothers. Do you seriously wanna do a retake on that?"
"I had weight issues back then, I lost some weight, I'll be fine." Her bright smile won me over instantly. She did loose 34 pounds since junior high and that boosted her self-confidence by 20%.
"But just in case I brought a coat."
It wasn't long after that when we arrived at Saldana Bay. The atmosphere around the bonfire was amazing. A live DJ was playing the newest tunes while a massive crowd gathered around; the more chilled groups were gathered on the opposite side of the bonfire. Love making central like Sabrina called it.
"Oh Jane, I think we hit the jackpot this time!" Sabrina smiled with glee. Her dress didnt look all that bad though.
"I think your right," I said and gazed over the beach. "No one seems to notice us."
"Let's dance!" Sabrina yelled and grabbed my hand pulling me down the sand dunes into the dancing crowd.
The smell of sea and sweat mixed around me as I started moving to the rhythm of the music that blasted out over the crowd.
Sabrina was still dancing next to me while making funny remarks when a rather attractive, probably drunk guy tugged at her sleeve and whispered something into her ear. She gave a slight nod and smiled; with a close mouth might I add. He brought her closer to him and soon both were swaying to the music in one motion.
"Don't worry," Said a voice into my ear, "He's cool."
I whipped around and connected with the same icy blue eyes yet again. (A/N: Yeah, I felt a little bad for keeping you guys waiting on this.)
"Dante!" I yelped and felt my cheeks redden up instantly.
"Jip, that's my name," He teased and chuckled a bit while red also seemed easily recognizable on his cheeks.
"Dante," I whispered loud enough for him to hear over the music "Are you okay?"
"A for okay!" He smiled and stumbled closer to me with a beer in his hand held up.
"Your drunk, aren't ya?"
"What ever gave you that idea?" He smiled and gave a hiccup, "Whoops, cat outa tha bag."
I took his arm and placed it around my neck to stabilize his already large body. I'm sure Sabrina could hold her fort while I get Dante somewhere to sit down and at least try to sober him up. I struggled through the crowds but with an easy "Get out of the way" form Dante. The crowds instantly split like the sea when Moses did it.
I found a quiet place, unfortunately, at the Lovers Central and laid him down on someone's blanket. Even if that person wanted his or her blanket back, I'm sure they would have been too scared to ask if they could have it back.
"Hey," Dante spoke up and grabbed the back of my shirt tugging it. "Lay down."
"That isn't such a good idea." I smiled and sat perfectly still while looking at the crowds.
"How come?" Dante asked sincerely. He sounded like an angel… a drunk angel to be exact.
"Victoria."
"Oh yeah, that bitch that broke my heart."
I immediately pulled my head back and stared at him. In my head big billboards popped up behind me screaming in neon lights: WHAT?
"W-What do you mean?" I stuttered.
"She was sleeping with one of those cheergays."
Oh and for those of you that do not know what a cheergay is, it's a male cheerleader. No offence to any male cheerleaders.
"Huh?" I couldn't even speak clearly as all of this wonderful information popped up in my head. Okay, that was mean. It isn't as wonderful to see Dante heartbroken and drunk, that's actually very sad.
"The little slut has been sleeping with him for over a month!" Dante suddenly yelled out, spilling beer as he threw his hand in the air, drizzling a nearby couple.
Who scowled a little before they saw Dante and immediately moved to another location quietly.
"A month?" I repeated. Who would want to cheat on Dante? Was she fucking nuts? Excuse my French, but that was some stupid shit she pulled. I rubbed my head as I rethinked everything. Everything did make sense now. All the 10 feet stares and slowly following Dante. She must have been crawling after him. I chuckled a bit.
"Why are you laughing?" Dante asked confused.
"Oh nothing," I smiled while stabilizing myself.
Suddenly out of nowhere I was pulled into a kiss. His soft beer stained lips fit mine perfectly. His tongue asked access and I let him instantly in. I have never been kissed like this before, but somehow… with him I felt at ease as if I could actually get away with this. His hands pulled me down on top of him. His breath was quickening beneath me and so was mine. I smiled, I couldn't help it.
This was amazing.
My first kiss was amazing.
He was amazing.
I was instantly high on love when this suddenly happened…
Flash!
Click!
Those two easily recognisable sounds that followed after one another, better known as the camera click, took pictures while I was comfortably lying on top of the hottest guy in history with our mouth mere centimetres apart.
It was as you could say… the worst night of my existence.
Hey Guys! Yes, its been quite some time. I have been doing some projects on deviant art and have been neglecting my fanfiction. Feel really bad about that, but there it is! I hoped you guys liked it! And also thanks for all the favs and alerts, really appreciate it! And the awesome reviews! *faints*
Also sorry if there are any Micheal Jackson fans or Cheerleaders that were reading this... It was only used for fictional purposes only.
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