It was a warm fall day, as Alyssa Jacobs walks down the dingy school hall. As she is not the most popular of her class but is not considered the lowest on the social pyramid. She usually has no friends in any of her classes, or anyone to sit at lunch with, because she only has one best friend Sam. Sam was what they call her in between class. She wasn't on Alyssa's level but not yet on the top.
Greyson Smith, the king of the school. Captain of the football team, highest level on the social pyramid, the person who Alyssa finds most repulsive. His friends are just like him, Rich, privileged, spoiled pricks. However his friends aren't as repulsive as him.
But for some reason, Alyssa always found herself daydreaming. Not because she liked Greyson, but because his luscious fluffy blond hair, built body, and sharp jawline gave butterflies. She knew nothing in her fantasy would come true, so she just acted like she didn't care.
This weekend was the big fall party they have had every year leading up to their senior year. Alyssa has always been forced to go by Sam, however she would always end up driving Sam home because she would be intoxicated. But this year they decided to make the party a costume party, the theme masquerade.
Sam told her that she wouldn't have to worry about anything except driving to her house. So on the night of the party she drove off to Sam's house where she gave her a glamorous look, she changed the way she wore her hair to be I ponytail with big and tight curls. The way her blond hair was shining made her feel pretty for once. But when Sam added the royal blue and black lacy mask she felt as if she didn't recognize the person in the mirror.
When they arrived to the party the other initial smell was of BO and alcohol, and with a little convincing from Sam they entered the house. Of course the house belonged to Greyson and of course the parents were no where to be found. She felt u comfortable at first, but once she got acclimated everything was fine.
Alyssa found her self drinking what she believed to be beer. She thought why not go for it, considering it was her last year of high school. She soon became intoxicated with beer and the other alcohols that were at the party( probably tequila, vodka, and whiskey).
As she stumbled around the house she found her self tripping and swaying as she walked in a curving line. The next thing she knew was that she was on the floor being picked up bye... "wait is that— Greyson!?" She thought to herself.
He picks her up by grabbing her hands and and supporting her back "are you good?" He asks
As confused as she was Alyssa manages to let out a very stuttered " yeah".
As she hoisted to her feet she's looking down with embarrassment. When she looks up she sees Greyson staring at her but not in a creepy more of a desiring look in his eyes. As she is intoxicated she doesn't think clearly, she slowly starts to move closer to him as does he. Eventually they are so close she can feel his breath on her face. The lingering scent of alcohol is the initial scent but then later she gets a minty scent.
All she can think next is on what is happening. In that split second he manages to pull her in by her waist until there two lips are interlocked. Alyssa pull away screaming " what the fuck is wrong with you!"
He stumbles back saying " oh my- fuck..shit sorry I don't know what just happened, something came over me.."
But before he can finish his sentence she is grabbing his sharp jaw and kissing him. And he slips his tongue down her throat as she bites his bottom lip. And for a second they stop just glaring into each other's eyes, the next thing they knew she was being led into his bedroom.