I don't own the story, It's Jamie McGuire's... you know the rest ;)

Mare and I were taking it easy about the party planning because I just got settled and she had to give the news to her BF and her best friend, a girl about my age who was already married (I broke a few dishes when I heard that), which name's Abby. I met her when she came to help Mare with the moving, alongside Shep and Abby's husband, Travis. I had to say that he looked rather familiar to me, but I really couldn't say why... We sat in the living room that Saturday's evening, eating chinese takeaway, discussing about the party, and declared that this time, next week, we were going to have a glorious party in order to make this year memorable.

I trusted my dream to the girls and they encouraged me to make a little performance on the party, partly to gain attention and frankly, they wanted me to show off my skills to the rest of our mates. So, it was settled: the guys were gonna provide music and booze and the girls were in charge of decorate the house, the food and arranging the invitations for everybody.

TRENTON'S POV

I was talking at the phone with the dumbass of my brother Trav, when I heard her sultry voice asking for the guy who made the infamous butterfly dipshit tatt. Halfway to the counter, her sweet smell penetrated my nostrils and, when I finally saw her: pale, redhaired and dressed like a boy, my dick started to twist itself, longing for her touch. Her eyes were big and dark green against her nerd glasses, her skin was screaming for me to touch it and her clothing, well, it didn't do justice to her
curves. She was like a pin-up: well built and rounded like a pear, which made my mouth go dry.

I led her to my booth and when she removed her jeans, I was praying God that she had an unfeminine underwear, because otherwise, I couldn't answer for the consequences. She had some sort of tight shorts that were just enough to keep me quiet and when I started to work on her, she told me that my name sounded like that singer from NIN. I can't say that I didn't appreciate the comparison because the guy was succesful and had a hot wife, the things I wanted myself to have, but I'd to open my big, shitty mouth to tell her that I'd pay to have her naked in front of me, because she said she was kind of a nude artist. I swore she wanted me to drop dead at that time, but I forbid myself to keep looking at her while I worked. I had to say that the girl was brave: I could count briefly 2 tatts, but I wondered how many she had and if I'd be able to see them in full glory one day.

When I finished, and she looked my work like some kind of proud mama cheering his son for something, I had to open my big mouth to offer her my phone, which she refused like if I was some kind of disgusting gigolo. It drove me mad and I liked that, the other girls begged me to have my number, so they could bother me when they were horny, but this doll was exactly the opposite.

Next time I saw her, twice in the week, was on friday (we had our session on wednesday), at Red. She was leaning over the bar, drinking a beer, all by herself, with my work displayed proudly on her thigh. I was talking to Cami about Dad, who was having a bad time becoming an old man, and when I looked up, she disappeared. I got up to say hi to her, when I encountered that two pieces of shit annoying the kitty,who tried to get 'em out of her way. I got really pissed when they tried to seize her, so I
kicked their asses, in order to earn her trust and she kept behaving in that superior way, telling me to fuck off her life, because she was big enough to take care of herself, which left me even more mad at her and determined to, at least, win a place
in her world.

Trav told me about some house-whatever-the-fuck-warming some girlfriends of my sister Abby were doing, I was reluctant at first, but the perspective of free booze and hot chicks to pass the weekend seemed like a good plan to me, though I didn't knew that I was dragging myself inside the wolf's mouth.

MAE'S POV

The night of the party finally arrived, and I was ecstatic and nervous at the same time, because I'm not that good around people even though I grew up in a big family. Abby, Mare and I did girl stuff that day: we did our nails, hair and makeup, helped each other to choose outfits (Abby was glorious in a green dress, Mare had skinny jeans and a sexy lace top and I wore my fave combat boots with an edgy but feminine look), arranged plates and plates of food all over the place and put flowers in every corner.

When the people started to arrive, we relaxed a little as we saw that everyone appeared to have fun. Some were dancing, another group was drinking noisily and others were just talking and laughing. Mare nudged me and whispered: -You have ten minutes to get ready, M. You're about to go on!

-All right, then- I muttered, and flew upstairs. I started to change my clothes, put on a black vintage trench coat, changed my lipstick and adjusted my mask over my carefully styled wavy hair. It was showtime for me.

I give you Mae's party outfit (polyvore_dot_com) / maes_housewarming/ set?id=88440507

and Mare's and Abby's (polyvore_dot_com) / mare_abbys_outfits/ set?id=88546461