(A/N: Well guys here's one of three updates tonight I know I haven't updated fast enough but I will bow since I have two places to update, School and Home. Hope you all enjoy this. This chapter was inspired by my Rave project in Multi-Media Production Class.!)
The flicker of the light in my parents room told me they were going to bed. I dressed and grabbed my glow sticks, as I shoved my phone into my back pocket I climbed out of my window to the car waiting for me. Jemma my best friend was waiting for me.
"Wow, a Bellamy sneaking around, so normal" I giggled and got into her car. We were going raving tonight, every wednesday we would spend the night out partying. You thought I was a normal girl just with famous parents but hey, I had to vent some how. Jemma pulled up to the warehouse and the party had already started.
We danced to the bouncing music, my head swirled as Jemma and I danced to the techno music. My hand was held into my hair. It was so much fun. I was drunker than my father would ever get. My eyes found Colin looking at me. Jemma whispered into my ear.
"Is he the one?" I laughed and nodded. Jemma giggled and we went back to dancing. My skirt swayed and swooshed as my hips moved. Moments later I felt heavy hands find my waist. My body turned violently to see Colin standing there. A grin found his face. I laughed drunkenly. Jemma moved away from Colin and I, winking at us.
"I didn't know you went to Rave's" Colin laughed and looked into my eyes.
"It's in my blood" He said wrapping his hands around my waist as I playfully grinned against him. My heart sped up as his face came to my neck. Colin chuckled. The music went faster and so did our bodies.
"Sh.." I said drunkenly to Jemma as we slipped into the window. I looked up and saw my mom and dad standing there.
"Emma!" My mother said glaring at me.
"Yes!" I said laughing. My mother's stare got icier.
"You are so grounded now, Jemma you better be getting you butt home before your mother kills you" Jemma slowly slipped out of my room.
"But, Mom! we went out just for an hour to have fun that's it" I said trying to pick myself up.
"But, you come home drunk!" She yelled. A tear slipped down my cheek. She had never yelled at me before. My eyes poured more tears. She never yelled at anyone. I was turning into what my father was when he was my age.