Chapter Two
Vivian was having a great time at East High. She made many friends and even had her eye out on a boy named, Tom Kanning. On the day of Troy's party, she decided to ask him out. She considered this for awhile. Tom was in her History and Math classes and sometimes they were partners for projects.
She walked over to Tom's locker really nervous. Will he say yes? She taps Tom's shoulder.
"Hey, Viv!" He flashes a smile that makes Vivian nearly melt.
"Hi..." Her voice trails off. Why does he have to smile like that?
"Um, I've been wanting to ask you something..." Tom looks sort of nervous.
"Me, too."
"Will you go to Troy's party with me?" They both say the same time. Then they burst into laughter.
"Of course!" Tom quickly says. A rush of relief crosses their faces.
"Great! See you tomorrow!" She smiles and runs over to English class. Man, I can't wait for the party!
Vivian puts the finishing touches on her makeup. A little blush here a lip gloss there.
"Perfect!" She steps back and looks at herself in the fullsize mirror. I have to admit, I look pretty good. I hope Tom will like it! She had on an off-the-shoulder camo t-shirt, (which looked great with her red hair) a black skirt that was just above her knee, giant black hoop earrings and her hair was tied back with a big, green barrett. The only make-up she had on was some blush and lip gloss.
DING, DONG!
He's here! She rushes down the stairs, when she's near the bottom, she sees her little brother, Matthew, about to open the door.
"If you open that door I will slap you up-side your head!" She threatens. Being only six, he puts a frightened look on his face and runs off. He's cute, but he's so annoying! Smoothing out her skirt, she walks down the rest of the stairs, puts on her movie star smile and opens the door.
"Hi, Tom!" He looks sooo hot!
"Hey, Vivian! You look beautiful." He smiles brightly.
That smile... "Thanks. You look great, too." He was wearing a white button down shirt, where the first three buttons are undone, and faded light blue jeans. His hair is nicely combed, but some of it is sort of in is face.
"Lets go." He points to the black convertible.
Rock music was blaring from the speakers and everyone was dancing. Troy's house is pretty big. Then she notices some people here that look a lot older than the kids at East High. Who are these people? She sees Gabriella drinking some punch with Troy.
"Hey, Gabs!" She turns to look at Vivian.
"Hey! Great party, huh?"
"Ya. Um, Troy? Some of these people look older than the kids at our school. Who are they?"
Troy smiles. "They're my college cousins. They're not the nicest guys in the world, but who cares?" Then a slow song comes on.
"Let's dance." Tom says. They go to the middle of the dance floor and Tom his around Vivian neck and Vivian does the some to Tom. Mmmmm. This is so nice. She closes her eyes and rests her head on Tom's shoulder. They sway side to side. When the song ends, Vivian decides she needs some punch.
"Let's get a drink." She looks up at Tom, who has a smile on his face.
"Sure. I'll get it" An older guy serving punch passes by them. Probably Troy's cousin. Tom goes up to the and grabs a drink.
"Here you go." He says handing the drink to her.
"Thanks." She quickly gulps it down.
After a five songs, Vivian develops this giant headache. Tom notices.
"Are you alright? You don't look well." A worried lookcrosses his face.
"I'm alright. Just need to get some air."
"I'll come with you."
"It's okay." She goes towards the Boltons' balcony, weak and stumbling a little,but just when she gets inside and closes the door, she fall to the ground and blacks out.