Please read! It might be a little strange cuz I stayed up late writing this.
Pirika walked hesitantly into the room blaring with music. It was the first high school dance of the year and she was nervous beyond words. Do I look ok? I hope a few of my friends are here... To her dismay, she found none.
Sighing, she was about to turn back when something sharp prodded her back. Cautiously, she turned her head. A teenager girl a head taller than her with pink hair, a nose ring, and loooonnngg sharp looking nails glared at her. "Move outta the way." she drawled, voice slurred. It took all Pirika's might to keep herself from coughing. The girl was letting out a strong smell of alcohol. "Sorry." she squeaked and found that she had no choice but to step inside the gym, bright with the flashing lights from the disco lamp.
Wandering around, she finally settled against the wall behind a large potted plant. Perfect. This way, nobody could see her but she would have a plain view of everyone. Pushing down the leaves of the plant a little more, she gazed at the crowd of teenagers on the dance floor. She longed to get out there and dance, but her hair would make her stand out and she would look awfully stupid, dancing by herself among the sophmores, juniors, seniors, and the very few freshman students.
The strong scent of alcohol suddenly took her mind off dancing and looking around, she saw the food table, almost three-fourths of it piled with beer cans. It flashed a danger sign at her and she vowed to stay away from all of it. She then began wondering if beer was even allowed in the school and noticed that frightfully, there were no teachers visible. She would have to be extra alert tonight.
Why am I here? she wondered. Something tugged at her memory and all of a sudden she was showered by visions of Steven. Steven, King of the juniors. She vaguely remembered him walking up to her during break and smiling at her... He had actually smiled, and asked... politely of course, if she wanted to go to the high school dance with him. She had been flustered at the mere sight of him and had agreed instantly. Now here she was, all alone behind some wretched plant without a date. Heck, he hadn't even come to pick her up! She was looking for her own date. The date who had asked her to accompany him, then ditched her. Some date.
Remembering this boosted her confidence. The rumor that Steven had asked her out had spread like wildfire. She realized that now she had very little chance of being scorned and of course, nobody had to know that Steven had ditched her, right? Taking a few steps, she eased herself from behind the plant and started to walk around.
From underneath her feet, she could hear the floor vibrating with the impact the loud music had on it. It stopped for a brief second, then started vibrating again when the DJ put on Toxic.
Pirika couldn't help but roll her eyes. Toxic was played EVERYWHERE, and she was beginning to get really sick of it but it was admittedly very fun to dance to. She sub-consciously began to rock her hips and take steps in time to the music. It was then she crashed into someone.
"Hey, watch where you're goin..." the teenager stopped mid-sentence and held out a hand. Pirika was surprised to see it was Steven. He was looking very sheepish. "Um, I'm really sorry about the whole date thi.." "It's alright." Pirika interrupted him. She couldn't help but notice that his voice was slurred and his eyes a bit unfocused hence the half-empty beer bottle in his hand. Following her gaze to the bottle in his hand, he grinned. "Wanna try some?" he asked hopefully. Pirika hesitated for a moment before giving him a clear nono. "Aww..." Steven whined. "For me?" Pirika closed her eyes and sighed. Grinning maniacally, Steven snatched an unopened bottle, popped it open and shoved in in her hands. "Enjoy." He said rather loudly and wandered off.
Pirika stared dumbfoundedly at the bottle in her hands. For a moment, she let her gaze wander around the dance room, eyeing everyone. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a very familiar looking tongari, navy blue. Tao Ren. Surprised, Pirika spied on him for a few more moments. He looked very tall and handsome, donned in casual wear; dark blue shirt and baggy jeans. There was a silver chain strung around his neck and he had his hands shoved in his pockets. He had a very casual air about him and stood emotionless as his numerous amount of friends stoof around him, joking and laughing. It was a bit of a shock, Ren seemed the anti-social type but there he was in plain view. Thank goodness he had his back turned to her, she didn't know what he would have done if he had seen the bottle in her hold. Probably would have told her onii-chan...
Thinking of her brother, she scowled. Feeling a bit rebellious, she took a long swig of the bottle filled with the foul smelling substance. She choked and gagged but in the end, finished it all off, a triumphant look in her eyes.
"That's the spirit!" Steven was back again, grinning. Grinning back, Pirika found herself feeling giddy. It was a great feeling... Giggling, she started swaying in time to the music. It was then she felt the hand on her shoulder and stopped.
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