Hey once again everyone! I was going to hold this until I got four reviews but, I could not wait to share this with you! (I know I sound like a review whore but, c'mon its my first story!)
I would like to thank again Jazzmatazz and Hollywoodab for reviewing once again! I love the input and the praise. (it really does give me the warm feeling in my belly!)
And i want to thank my Unknown Reviewer. (haha sounds so mysterious!) Thank you so much! I really wanted to make my characters real and relate-able (is that a word?)!
Oh, and sorry about the shortness. It just happened that way!
My eyes widen in shock. What is this? Does this mean were friends or something? Or does this mean he's going to eat me still?
"RACHELL! C'MON! RACHELL WHERE ARE YOU?"
The wolf steps back alarmed at the voice. I roll my eyes, "You would be the dumb one to come after me…Stupid Brad." I murmur to myself. Then I turn and smirk at the wolf, "Remember they're more scared of you than you are them."
He gives me a wolf-y grin before bounding away. I sigh feeling lonely once again. I scratch my cheek waiting for Brad to arrive.
I hear a "SPLAT" noise and I cringe. "WHAT THE FUCK?"
I repress a snicker, "B—Brad?" I bite my lip hoping he didn't catch it.
"Rachell! We've been looking all over for you!" Brad gets up from the buck looking at it with disgust. He flicks some of the blood of the tips of his fingers. I grab my arm and squeeze it trying not to gag at how causal he is when doing that. "How could you run off into the forest like that? Do you know how worried everyone has been? Nino is even looking for you!"
I raise an eyebrow wondering if the statement is true. Nino isn't one to really show any time of emotions to me. He doesn't hate me or anything he just doesn't like me as much as certain teddy bears. I look up at Brad with only sorrow filling to the brim to my eyes but, its only an act because I liked being away from all my over bearing friends, "Brad, I am so sorry!" I throw my hands up and run over to him. His arms wrap around me and I feel fake once more but, push it away happy to have some loving contact with someone. "I just couldn't handle it anymore! I know I've been in a terrible mood and everything and snappy and I've just been a plain bitch and I'm sorry!" I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in his chest.
I feel like a blubbering idiot doing this. Crying into a chest of a boy I've known as long as I've known Nick. Does everything of my past revolve around that stupid bastard?
Yes…
While everyone has a conscience, I have that stupid little voice that answers all the questions I don't want.
Brad rubs my back taking me out of the pool, "It's okay, Rachell. I know, you've been so stressed out. It's because of exams isn't it?"
I lie and shake my head yes not knowing the real answer why I'm so stressed out.
"Let's get you home."
When it finally hits Friday, I breathe a sigh of relief. Going to parties helps me get my mind off of everything.
"Hot drummer here I come!" Anna points into the air smiling. I shake my head.
"How do you not know that he's mine?"
Anna shoots me a glare, "If you even think about taking him!"
I snicker, "Anna, chill. You can have him."
She smiles, "Good, because I really didn't want to have to kill you."
I jab her side with my elbow, "You wouldn't be able to if you tried!" She rolls her eyes and we turn our attention to the bathroom door once again, "C'mon, MACY!" I growl. Did it really have to take an hour to fix her hair and make-up?
"I'm almost done!" Macy yells back as I lean my head back onto the wall. Anna stands on the other side doing the same thing. Anna and I had finished getting ready in her room because the bathroom was occupied.
"You said that fifteen minutes ago! I would rather not miss the opening act! I heard their British!" Anna calls over her shoulder to the door.
I raise my eyebrow and whisper, "Since when?"
"Quiet! She doesn't need to know!" Anna whispers back quickly. The door opens and we both go back to our lazy positions on the wall.
"Ready!" Macy calls out.
I roll my eyes at the outfit.
"SLUT!" Anna coughs. I giggle at the comment.
Macy glares at the both of us, "Neither of you has room to talk!"
"Macy, we're kidding! You look great actually! I have to say I love that picture of Ringo there!" I point to her left boob.
"And Lennon looks sexier than ever." Anna swoons.
Macy rolls her eyes, "You and your Beatles obsession."
The shirt was one that Nino got when he went to a tribute concert for The Beatles a while back. She cut it so it will hang off one of her shoulders and that it shows off some of her belly with her low bootcut jeans. She also has a very cute peppermint colored ribbon clip in her hair.
Anna is decked out in a red halter top that has strings with crystals tying around her neck to hold the shirt up. Since Anna swears she has amazing legs so she shows them with a black jean mini shirt. She is also making sure her feet don't hurt in the middle of the night and is wearing simple gladiator sandals.
"C'MON RACHELL!"
"I'M NOT DRIVER ANNA!" I scream as I run down the stairs nearly tripping down them.
"Graceful."
"Shut up, Macy." I growl at the girl. I know I'm a klutz I don't need to be reminded.
I walk down the stairs and stop dead in my tracks when I see the security guard, "Evening ladies."
I nod my head to him trying to ignore the blatant boob stare. I roll my eyes inwardly at his antics. "I swear no crazy cousins this time!" I grin at him. I step close to him and make sure I touch some part of his body with mine. He becomes flustered in the right ways, "But I can't guarantee guys who aren't related to me." I whip my hair and leave him in a daze.
I climb into the shot gun quickly trying to ignore Macy's glare, "Sorry, I had too! It was so obvious!"
"Someday you're going to find that toying with guys is going to get you hurt." I roll my eyes at the girl giving her the keys to my truck.
"ONWARD!" Anna shouts through the space in between the seats. I roll my eyes at the girl knowing she really wants to hook up with that Masen guy.
We make it to the frat house in record time. The Greek letter that hangs over the doorway means nothing to me because all the houses are the same. Boys who want to get a girl drunk to get laid. I just come to have fun but, then again who doesn't?
Macy grabs onto my hand and drags me all the way to the backyard. We stop when we see the band, "Macy." Nino grins when he sees the girl, "You wore my shirt."
She giggles, "Why wouldn't I?"
Anna and I make gagging noises causing the both of them to look at us as if we were two year olds, "Rachell!"
I look over my shoulder to find Brad waving to me with a beer already in his hand, "What's up?"
I feel Anna grab my arm and I let out a groan wishing she would have cut her nails, "He's here!" She breathes out and I turn back around to look at the drummer. I nearly gasp. Why on Earth would he cover up his whole body all day? He's beyond perfection!
He has auburn curls the go perfectly with his slightly tanned skin. It's too dark to see what color eyes he has yet though.
"Lucky SOB." I murmur to Anna and she smiles.
She shrugs, "I always know a great guy when I see one, until like—"
"Rachell, you look amazing!" Brad grabs my waist and pulls me close to him planting a kiss on my cheek.
"Creep!" I giggle and shove him off. I'm wearing a simple sundress. It is white with red flowers on the bust and trailing down the middle right side. The flowers seem to reach up to the tight part of the dress under my bust. The spaghetti straps hold up the two tips of the 'M' of the bust line.
To top off the dress I wear my key necklace with my diamond studs.
"Oh, be nice! You know you like it!" He smiles cockily at me and I roll my eyes feeling weird.
Two weeks ago I would have loved that he was showing interest in me but, now, he makes me feel fake… Faker than I have ever felt ever. And that is saying something.
"I need a beer." I shake my head and head into the house. I pass a couple making-out, a guy watching the same couple (sometimes I wonder if guys get smarter or dumber out of high school), and a guy with three beers in his hand, "Can I take one of your hands?"
He gives me a grin, "What do I get in return?"
Before he can do anything I slide by looking for the fridge. I did not want to deal with a guy like that.
I find the kitchen with no problem and walk over to the fridge. I open it bending over to reach in the back for the coldest beer. I get a smack on the ass making me stand up straight faster than you can even think of the phrase, 'Tap that', "Oh shit! I am so sorry!"
I turn around with a concerned eyebrow. What frat guy says sorry? He has his hands up with a terrified expression on. He has light blonde hair and dashing blue eyes.
"I thought you were another girl. Please, I am begging you don't kick me in the balls!"
I nearly die on the spot remembering the time I kicked a guy for squeezing my ass back in the fall, "He didn't say sorry though. Rachell."
The guy breathes a sigh of relief, "You have no idea how wonderful that is to hear. John."
"Oh, and if that was one of those pick up things that the frat guys dear you to—"
He smirks as he interrupts me, "I'm actually not in a fraternity."
My eyebrow shoots up, "I think I like you even better now."
Three Beers Later
"So, you're from ah…Kansas?" I guess smirking.
He gives me a playful glare, "No. I am from Michigan."
"NO WAY!" My eyes widen, "Same here!"
He wraps his hand around my waist as we listen to another one of Nino's heartfelt songs. It's probably about Macy because that's all he thinks about ever. Not that she knows that…
I finish off the beer that's in my hand and it gets replaced by another, "Thirsty?" John laughs.
"Naw, I just like a good time." I slur. I know this is getting out of hand. I know he's probably going to be taking me to his dorm or apartment or whatever and really I don't care. I can't feel anything and that's all that counts.
Five Beers
I'm dancing dirty with John and I am so turned on! Who knew this boy could dance? Who knew that I could dance!
I laugh as I wrap my arms around his neck. He leans down and takes my lips.
The kiss feels completely wrong. That it's totally disconnected. It doesn't have a spark; it almost has the opposite effect.
Do I care?
Not really.
He trails the kisses down my neck and bites my collar bone. I let out a sigh of boredom! BOREDOM! I am never bored with a guy!
His thumbs rub my waist and I feel some little thing form that. Maybe, it's the beer that has dulled my senses. Maybe, I just can't feel right now. That's it. There's nothing wrong.
It's just the beer.
Six Beers
I swore to John it was the last one I would have and he agreed to give it to me.
It made everything worse. I made him bite harder and grind harder. He had to do everything harder for me to feel.
And it still wasn't filling the whole. In everything he did there was something missing! It's killing me! How can I feel so unsatisfied with a guy! Every good looking, decent kissing, great hand moment guy gets me going but, not him! NOT THIS GUY!
"Are you okay?" He whispers in my ear.
I giggle seductively, "I'm very okay."
Even though Nino's band has stopped playing we still dance to the rap music that they're blasting.
Out of the corner of my eye I see someone come closer to me. I vaguely wonder who it is.
"I think she needs to go home now." The voice sounds like liquid beautifulness… or something to that effect…
I think I heard Anna make a comment about me, "Masen, she's totally shit faced. You're going to have to carry her."
"NO! I want to go home with John!" I whine as Masen throws me over his shoulder.
Masen swiftly takes me away from the party. I continue to complain as we meander around looking for his car, "Are you sure we could leave Macy there?"
"Yeah, she has Nino. He'd probably die before someone would take her home."
"Put her down you leech!"
My eyes widen. My heart skips a beat. My breathing stops.
It can't be…
So, was this a good follow up to last chapter? And I wonder who Masen is *wink wink* If any of you can guess who he is i will dedicate next chapter to them! Because it really is a toughie!
I wonder who i'm refering to with John... XD Should i keep him around or should he just fade off into the distance? Your choice!
