Sorry, did you say Isabel Swan?
Chapter 27: Lucy
A/N: Hey y'all! I bet your all thinking who the heck is Lucy but you will find out, and I promise it will be very ironic! xD Thanks to all my reviewers, alerters, and favers as usual, you are my inspiration!
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Lily xoxo
Isabels P.O.V
"Happy birthday, babe." Mike called, kissing my forehead.
I smiled, "Thanks." I waved to Jesse and the other ginger haired girl who was standing with them on my front porch. She was undoubtedly the girl Mike was dancing with last night. She was probably their other cousin. After all, I felt like I had seen her before.
She held out her hand. "I'm Lucy," She told me, smiling. She seemed sweet.
I shook her hand, feeling very formal. "Hey, Luce. Enjoy the party!" I exclaimed, shooting her a grin.
"I'll show her around." Mike told me, edging past me into the house. I nodded as he led her into the living room.
Jesse smiled at me, "Happy birthday, hottie." He whispered, his handsome face close to mine. It resembled Mikes in a way, especially up close. He was practically Mikes twin, with the same face shape and eye color. The only difference was that he had shaggy brown hair as opposed to Mike's blonde wavy hair.
I smiled, "thanks, dude." I murmured, as he handed me a small package. I shook it, a wary look on my face. What the hell was in here? Jesse was known to be a joker. He grinned, looking impish.
"Chill, Izzy. It's bangles." He told me, before winking at me, and heading into the party. I rolled my eyes, just as Pete approached the door dressed in some jeans and a navy green polo shirt, which he looked really good in. He suddenly pulled me outside, looked around cautiously then pecked me on the cheek.
"Why did you do that?" I asked him, feeling my cheek going warm where he had kissed me.
Pete smiled, "Because I heart you! Duh." He whispered.
I rolled my eyes, "Look Pete, I cant do this to Mike, so lets go back to the party!" I told him, heading back into the house.
I placed Jesses present on the dining table then hurried over to the stereo and turned the music up. I started to dance, getting into the music. Pete came over to join me, and we danced together because Mike was dancing with this Lucy girl. What was up with her and him anyway? Why did he hang around his cousin so much?
"You look gorgeous!" Pete whispered, admiring my blue and black dress. (A/N: pic on profile under chapter 5).
I smiled, "Thanks!" I nodded to where Jessica was dancing with Jesse, a smug smile on her face.
"So why is your girlfriend dancing with another guy?" I asked Pete who grinned at me.
"She's not my girlfriend anymore. She dumped me 10 minutes ago by text." He pretended to wipe a tear off his face, and I giggled. That was very rude of Jess though. I made a mental note to scold her for not breaking up with him at least in person later.
"I'm sorry." I muttered, on my friends' behalf. He shook his head as we swayed to the music, which was now 'Blame it on the Pop- DJ Earwigs Mix'.
"No! Don't be sorry. Now I can love you!" He cried, a look of sheer joy on his face. I looked around, scared that Mike would have heard. I needn't have worried though; he was still dancing with Lucy.
I rolled my eyes, "I do have a boyfriend, you know!" I muttered.
"Yeah, one who's dancing with a waitress," He joked.
I stopped dancing and stared at him, "What waitress?" I demanded, feeling more than a little confused.
He sighed, "That ginger haired girl he's dancing with. She works at that restaurant in Port Angeles, 'delicioso'. Have you never been there before?" He asked me.
I nodded, "I have. I just went there a few days ago, actually!" I realized, feeling really stupid. Realization dawned on me, as I realized it was the shy, red headed server who had waited on us, just a few days ago.
Flashback" What do you want to order?" He asked again, pointing down to the menu that was in my hand. " Um. I'll take the chicken fajitas and a diet coke," I said, blurting out the first thing I saw on the menu. Mike called the waitress over again, and she gave us a shy smile. Her nametag read 'Lucy' and she looked about our age with silky red hair down to her waist.
Mike told her our order. Mike was having the enchiladas and a mountain dew. The waitress nodded shyly and scribbled the order down. Then she headed off.
End of FlashbackI gasped as I realized it was indeed that girl. "Oh my god! It is her!" I cried. Pete nodded, knowingly. But why the hell would Mike bring a waitress to my party? What was wrong with this picture? I thought to myself as I looked towards them. Suddenly Mike, as if he was reading my mind, turned to look at me. Then he smiled, and led Lucy over.
I braced myself for what he was about to say. "What's wrong?" Mike asked me, looking concerned. Lucy smiled at me. I smiled back at her, fakely.
I put on a fake cheerful tone, "Nothings wrong. Are you enjoying the party, Luce?" I asked, breezily.
She nodded, "Yes. It's an awesome shindig." She cried, and I realized she had a southern kind of drawl, kind of like Jasper Hales.
Mike smiled, "One minute, Izz. I'll go get you a surprise from the car," He muttered, heading outside. Lucy smiled at me one more time, then flicked her silky ginger hair over her shoulder and followed Mike. I nodded, and then continued dancing with Pete, who smiled at me.
I smiled as Zoe, Sam, Joanna and Stella, who was wearing a leg cast, came towards me, big smiles on their faces. "Happy Birthday!" They cried, enveloping me in a giant group hug.
I hugged them back, "Thanks girls!" I cried. "Enjoy the party!" I called, as they handed me a few gifts, smiled and headed off. I headed over to the dining table, and dumped the gifts with the other birthday presents I had received.
Pete followed, "God, you are so popular!" He commented as some guys from the soccer team winked at me.
"Not really." I mumbled.
Pete grinned, "Whatever. Oh! I almost forgot! Take your birthday present. It's a mix cd of the newest songs!" He exclaimed, handing me a rounded package.
I grinned, "Thank you, Peter." I muttered, placing it with the other presents just as Mike approached, with a big box full of beer.
"Nuh-uh. No beer at my party," I cried, shaking my head.
Jess came over and rolled her eyes, "Don't be a baby. Live life on the edge," She told me, grinning.
Mike nodded, "Come on, Izz. Don't be a spoilsport." He cried.
I shook my head again. "No way! We have tons of soda." I pointed out, gesturing to the table piled with soda cans, of practically every flavor.
He shook his head, "Sodas no good. It's for kindergarden. We're graduating this year," He cried.
I rolled my eyes, "I know! But that doesn't mean we have to great drunk and get a hangover!" I told them.
Lauren came over too. "Come on, I want a beer." She complained, going to Mikes box and snatching one out. She opened it and inhaled deeply.
I rolled my eyes, "It's your health, not mine." I muttered, looking with distaste at Laurens can.
"Oh come on, Doctor Phil." Mike murmured. I ignored him and stormed off to the drinks table. I pulled off the table a lemon soda and cracked it open. I took a sip, and watched disgustedly as everyone huddled around Mike's box, anxiously grabbing beers.
Urgh. I so hated beer. How could anyone like something that tasted gross, smelled gross and made your breath stink?
Mike came over, his new puppy dog following. In other words, the waitress. He held out a beer to me.
I shook my head and folded my arms across my chest. "No thanks." I muttered.
He rolled his eyes, "Don't you want to forget?" He asked, his eyes already kind of out of focus as he sucked on his can of beer.
I narrowed my eyes at him, "Not this way, dude." I pointed out.
He rolled his eyes, "Do you want to dance?" He asked me, taking a swig of his beer. He held out his hand, wobbling slightly.
I shook my head, as I surveyed the crowd. The whole student body was pigging out on beer. I sighed in disgust. "Not now," I murmured. He nodded and pulled Lucy towards the dance floor instead.
I rolled my eyes and plopped down on the sofa. Jess grinned then came to sit by me, a beer in her hand.
"I'm so excited!" She cried.
"Why? Enlighten me." I muttered, then she grinned again.
"Jesse asked me out. We're going out tomorrow night" She exclaimed, taking a sip of beer.
I smiled at her, "Whoa. That's cool." I exclaimed.
She smiled, "I know! Now please excuse me, I got to get back to my date!" She cried, getting to her feet, swaggering slightly and heading off.
"You're excused." I muttered, as she took off towards Jesse who was standing chatting with Tyler and Lauren.
Pete came over instead. "You're not going to get a beer?" He asked me.
I shook my head, "I don't poison my body." I informed him, prissily.
He smiled, "Once in a while won't hurt you!" He pointed out to me.
I rolled my eyes as he took a big gulp of beer. He sat down next to me, and wrapped his arm around my waist.
I shuffled away from him. "FYI, my boyfriend is right over there." I whispered to him.
His eyes were out of focus. "I don't care anymore. We have to be together. It's our destiny." He whispered, his words slurred slightly. He then put his hand on my knee. I pushed his hand off and stood up.
"I think someone's a little too drunk," I informed him, as I headed over to the stereo, dancing slightly.
Zoe came over to me, her hazelnut hair bobbing up and down as she danced. " Hey, Izz, why didn't you invite Alice?" She asked me, smiling.
I sighed, "I don't know." I murmured, honestly.
"She's really cool," I think she was saying, her voice slurred though so I wasn't sure what she was really saying.
"I know," I told her, as she shrugged and just headed off and started crazy dancing with the closest jock to her.
I rolled my eyes and rummaged through the CD's by the CD player, looking for something slightly slower. FHS senior class had officially gone crazy, all because of Mikes 'surprise'. I shoved a new CD into the player, a slower track this time, hoping I could get my classmates to calm down.
I pressed the track number and a slower song started playing. The couples on the dance floor, or the middle of my living room more like, started slow dancing. I sighed in relief, at least they wouldn't damage the furniture with their crazy dancing. I looked into the box of beer Mike had brought, and it was surprisingly still half full. How much had he brought? I thought of throwing it out, but decided I would do it later. (A/N: biggest mistake ever! You will find out why later!)
I looked at the dancers, searching for someone to dance with. Peter was dancing with Jojo, so he wasn't available. I searched the dancers for Mike; hopefully he would be done with little miss waitress and we could dance. I was bored and lonely after all, and dancing would be better than doing nothing for the next few hours.
I spotted him by the door with Lucy. I headed over to them, closely watching what they were doing. Mike was really drunk, and Lucy looked tipsy too. They were talking quite closely but I couldn't quite make out what they were saying. I rushed towards them, about to drag Mike to the dance floor, when they started making out.
A/N: Dum. Dum. Dummmmm!!! Send your feedback! Mike is a jerk , I know! Kill him, not me!
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Lily
Disclaimer: Why would I own Twilight now? I don't even own The Host. (its my sisters :P) All credit goes to S.M. And I don't own 'Blame it on the Pop!'.
