Lulu:
Okay, greeting guests is more fun than I imagined- I make comments about how everyone looks. Especially some girl who looks like a Doris Day, or Sandra Dee or something like that, she has obvious bitchiness in her. Just look into her eyes they, tell a lot about your personality. Oh, look, facelift, definitely, it doesn't match that skunk hair of hers. If I could drink, I would turn this into a drinking game.
Wait, is that Garrison?
"Excuse me for one moment." I told skunk hair, and Maddie, before rushing towards him. When I got to him he got a bit red, and said a shy 'hi' at me- before I dragged him away to the second ballroom.
"Don't you 'hi' me." I said angry, while pocking shoulder
"Wha-what do you mean? We are friends, right?"
"Oh, sure just good friends that are friends with the girl you cheated on."
"Listen, Ashley is a girl-"
He was cut off by a loud distant scream.
Tori/Ashley's P.O.V:
God, where is Garrison? I need to dance with him, if I dance with anyone else, I'll look like a slut. And I can't, people think I'm as innocent as Sandra Day or whoever, 'cuz I look like her. I swear I just saw him. Oh, look Lillian and Megan, I didn't know they were coming. Thank God, they look worse than me. Chocolate brown hair paired with a light blue mini dress. Okay, they look fine not as wonderful as me. Those girls go to Saint Ursala's Private School for Girls. It's for the amazingly rich, and beautiful. I went there once but I got kicked out for being late for every class.
Suddenly, there was a loud ear peeling, shreik.