《For My Eyes ONLY》four
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The rest of the day went by pretty quickly considering the fact the whole entire day I sat and wondered what the hell.
I mean really?
Does the well known douchenozzle of your school go around giving roses to girls he makes cry?
Didn't think so.
I immediately made my way upstairs, away from the kitchen where my mom probably was because I wasn't ready for the prom talk yet.
I stayed wrapped in my blankets, listening to music until I finally fell into a well deserved sleep.
"MADI GET UP LETS GO PARTY!" screamed Nashly.
Great.
"Oh, I wasn't sleeping or anything you bitch." I moaned and stretched angrily.
Nash had a habit of busting into my room unannounced and I had a habit of replacing her name with profanities for it,
Sue me.
"Oh shut up I've been trying to get you up for 15 minutes besides, party? at Jenny's?? your boy-toy, Ashton is sure to be there."
So loud.. She speaks so loud. Before I could open my mouth to protest that last sentence I was cut off with a gross girly gurgle.
"About that! What the hell? You and Ashton?" Nash exclaimed a little too loud for nap hours.
So I went on to explaining the gory details of prom leaving out the things Leo had already mentioned. She sat quietly a creepy smile planted to her face.
"So what's with the nickname little one?" She questioned with a smirk lighting up her face.
I tried desperately to keep the heat away that was fighting to rise to my face.
"Not a clue," I scoffed searching the pink walls in my room for an escape route.
"Denial.. Talk to me in a few weeks." She chirped.
"Right now, we've gotta get ready!"
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I didn't even try to argue with her, quite frankly not even a few more hours of sleep would've given me the energy for that. Instead I just let her dig around in my closet like a mad man while setting out my makeup and hair products.
She disappeared off to the bathroom and when she finally came out she was wearing a denim mini skirt with holes in it and had a black tank top tucked into it.
"Where did that come from?" I was curious since she hadn't even brought a purse over to my knowledge.
"I keep emergency party clothes at your house." She stated, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Here, this is what you're wearing." She demanded and threw over a red, sequiny dress with thin spaghetti straps.
Okay a bit extra.
"I am not wearing this. Where the hell did this even come from?
You found this in my closet?" I smoothed my hand over the sequins covering the dress.
"You are too wearing it! You'll look so good in this with your thigh high boots? and I bought you emergency party clothes too." She declared cheerfully grinning.
I sat and pondered about it, the dress in my hand, and came to the conclusion it really would look cute with my thigh high boots..
"Fine but I don't even know wh— "
She didn't even let me finish my sentence, crawling back into my quiet messy closet and disappearing into the darkness. Emerging from the war zone, she held the boots over her head, waving them in front of me.
"You never fail to amaze me Nash." I laughed out sitting down compliantly so she could start to do my makeup.
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"OH MY GOD!" Nashly squealed, causing me to jump ten feet high.
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"Yeah, you're definitely getting some tonight."
"Shut up." I rolled my eyes turning to see for my self in my full length mirror.
I absolutely didn't recognize myself.
My hair wasn't in its naturally curly state, she had straightened it and it fell loosely to my waist.
My makeup came out better then it did at prom I decided, lightly touching my wine stained lips. Hopefully the night can live up to it.
"Let's go, the party starts in 30 so if we leave now we'll be a little late." Nashly reasoned with me.
"We're going to go pick up Leo, aren't we?"
"Yup." She said popping the p.
We didn't say much more except exchanging compliments and taking many many pictures before heading out the door.
The whole car ride we chatted and sung along to the radio. It hadn't been just the two of us for a while, it was nice to have my bestfriend to myself again. Soon Leo had to ruin that, but I wasn't all that mad honestly.
"Here babe, I'll drive since I'm DD tonight." Leo said to Nashly giving her a peck that lasted too long for comfort.
"Right.. I'm going to get in the back." I said to no one in particular since they were still eating each others faces off.
I climbed over the console, carefully grabbing my phone and started to play Angry Birds.
6 minutes later, we finally left.
The ride to the party was much like the ride
to get Leo except Leo was in the car.
Need I say more?
Finally, we arrived and although the party had barely been going on for an hour, teens and cups littered the front yard.
Fun.
Nash and Leo of course began to make out because they can't get enough of each other or whatever. So I stepped out of the car and headed towards the party, alone.
No one really knows who Jenny is, all we know is that she throws parties a lot because her parents are always on cruises or in Africa. Anyways, her parents are rich which means she has a huge house so we party.
Each weekend leaves me more perplexed on how she manages to repair the place before her parents make it back from whatever rich extravaganza they've participated in this time.
I make my way to the kitchen only for several creepy guys try to shove a drink into my hand.
No way, not getting roofied tonight.
Grabbing a non-poisoned drink, I headed carefully to the make-shift dance floor and looked around for someone to hang out with. Nashly and Leo were practically dry humping so that was out of the question and I didn't really see anyone else from our school. Sipping lightly on the contents of my drink, I danced alone.
Pretty soon I had finished that drink so I headed to get another.. and a third .. and another.. BODy SHOTs.. a drink some guy handed to me.. a beer or two..
And suddenly I forgot I couldn't count anymore
because I was drunk as fuck.
any predictions for drunk Madi?
think Ashton will be at the party?
who's Jenny?
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