Chapter Eight: Surprises and Haters Not Welcome
Alexa POV:
I opened the door and there was none-other than Princess Vasilia Dragomir.
"What do you want?" I herd Rose say. I had to admit it. I loved Rose like a sister, but she was a real bitch sometimes. I liked Lissa and I didn't understand why we all couldn't just be friends.
"From you? Nothing. I just wanted to talk to Alexa about our history project."
"okay, just give me one second."
"Okay."
I ran over to my bed, and put my wallet, cell phone, and lip gloss in my purse then walked out behind Lissa.
"So, what do you really want to talk to me about because I know we don't have a project due in that class."
"You really are Rose's friend right?"
"Yeah, of course. Through thick and thin."
"Good."
"Why do you ask?"
"Because, some of the other girls are planning a rebellion against her. They think she treats them like crap. They just want a way out."
"No, I would never do that. I don't know why the girls think that but," I really didn't know what to say after that. I didn't want to rebel against Rose. Did I?
Nora POV:
It's been a while since I last talked to Rose, or really anyone of my old friends. They hated me now. I didn't really blame them either.
My life pretty much consisted of feeding the baby. Changing the baby, and buying clothes for the baby. And Rose and her friends didn't want any part of that.
To be horrible truthful, I missed Rose. And Aria. And most of everyone else. Even Tabitha a little.
Suddenly, I heard crying. It was Lillia. I walked over and tried to determine what exactly the problem was.
She just needed her diaper changed. After I did that, I decided to call Rose.
I dialed her number and let it ring. After about 3 rings she answered.
"Hello?"
"Rose. Ya, hi. It's Nora."
"Oh. Yes, hi. How have you been?" Did she really care?
"Oh, I am good. How have you been?"
"Good, good. So what makes you call?" I don't think she was being mean directly, but the tone still slipped in to her voice. She thought I wanted back in the group.
"Well, I'm not really sure. I guess I just haven't talked to you in a while. I hardly ever see you in class anymore."
"Oh. How's Lillia?"
"She's fine."
"Good, good."
"Yeah, well, I guess I'll see you around some time?"
"Yeah, sure. Whatever."
"Okay. Bye."
She hung up without saying good bye.
Aqua POV:
I haven't seen or heard from Rose or her followers in quite a while. I've just been lying low. Hitting the books.
Okay, okay. You got me. I haven't really been hitting the books but, I have been planning a party.
I'm just in the mood for celebrating lately. I need some fun in my life and a drunk assed party sounds damn good to me.
I was planning on telling everyone-and I do mean everyone-about this party. But it turns out that there is a lot of people here that I don't know. So I'm just texting out invitations.
I invited many of the people in the Group because I know how popular they are and they really know how to have fun at a party.
They will most likely invite all of the boys.
I arranged the liquor, music, and food so far. My outfit has yet to be determined.
I've narrowed it down to two completely different ones, both eye poppingly hot.
One, is a short, short black skirt, with a pink sparkly belly shirt that showed half my stomach. With black stilettos to finish it.
The other was a black sequined mini-dress. It had a halter top and a pink belt. Pink shoes also.
I settled on the first choice. Then I curled my hair and left it down. I put on some make up but nothing to much.
Then, I put one the music and dimmed the lights. The song playing was 'Roland's Revenge' by Nicki Miniaj.
The first guests arrived and before I even knew it the party was in full swing. People were drunk, making out, dancing, playing games, and in one case, having it in my bedroom.
It was that girl Layla Badica and Eddie Castle. Didn't he have a girlfriend? I was to drunk to remember.
But anyway. The walked in and we could hear everything. It was disgusting.
Then, I saw none other than the Rose Hathaway all over Adrian Ivashkov. He didn't have a girlfriend, I realized. He had many.