Cecelia:

I walked into the pool of sweaty dancing people. All of them desperately trying to touch whoever they were touching. It all made me want to barf. Sure, this was kind of my kind of atmosphere. But I didn't act like all these sluts, and whores, skanks, and manwhores included. This defitinely wasn't my type of party. Well no damn duh Cecelia!, I scolded myself and rolled my eyes. Why was I even thinking instead of talking aloud? No idea

Sighing, I turned and pushed through a small crowd of practically half naked girls dancing with guys who were only in shorts and shoes. Man, Jamie's party was getting a little out of hand. But just by a 'little'. Damn, I need to stop lying to myself, I thought turning as I turned a corner and walking down a corridor where a few couples were ripping each others faces off.

Thinking that they were 'ripping each others faces off' made me laugh and a few people glared at me. I flipped them all off and continued walking throughout the huge ass house. I was trying to find Alexua and Jamie, but was so far, finding no success in that little plan. But I seriously needed a ride home, right now. Alexus has told me she'd just drive me here, now I wanted to leave and I couldn't find her. "Dumb bitch. . ." I mumbled rounding another corner coming into a empty corridor with at least three doors at each side of it.

Since I'd been here, to Jamie's house, before now for a ton of other parties, that were never this out of control, I knew where Jamie's room was. Alexus and Jamie would always sneak up here to do some private snogging. They're dating by the way. And for the record, I never approved of him, he abuses her and is a low life in my opinion. She use to be an angel, and now I'm lucky when she doesn't cuss me out over walking or stupid shit like that.

I walked over to a large blank painted door that said 'Keep Out, Come In, Get Raped' with Jamie's stupid ass hand signature at the bottom. I've read this sign about forty times, in one month. I sighed and knocked harshly on the door. A low grumble was heard from inside and some soft thumps also. I rolled my eyes guessing what they had been up to, until I ruined it. Good, haha Jamie, I thought and chuckled lightly.

After a few minutes of standing outside the door with my arms crossed over my chest, the door finally swung open. Revealing Jamie in only boxes and a plain white tank top. "Hey." He lowly grumbled at me and I rolled my eyes.

"Where's Alexus?" I asked trying to keep my calm and not burst on this bitch.

He jabbed his thumb behind himself signalling she was in there. "Back there. Why?" I always hated this dipshits voice. It was so high, like a ten year old girls voice, what the hell does Alexus see in this moron?

"I need to go home." I paused a little bit. "No. Let me rephase, I want to go home."

"Go back downstairs, to the party, you can get your ass taken home later." Jamie stated simply hints of annoyance in his voice.

I rolled my eyes at this dumbass again. "I was to fucking leave, now." My voice became stern and I was glaring at him. Jamie shook his head, took a step back, and slammed the door in my face. "FUCK YOU!" I screamed and stomped back downstairs. I felt like my feet were burning holes into the floor as I walked along the dirty tiles toward the kitchen.

Even though they should have been in the living room for there dancing, tons of people were all in the kitchen swarming around. Snogging, drinking, dancing like the moronic skanks that they all know they were, well I hope they knew. It would just be sad if they didn't. I shoved through a group of guys. One slapped my ass before I could get completely away. I turned around, glared at him and brought my hand firmly across his cheek. Not so surprisingly he held his cheek in his right hand and winced while also taking a step back away from me. "Sheesh! Someone hits on this bitch and gets slapped for it!" He complained while a few of his 'buddies' snickered at him.

I smiled like the half bitch I am and stowed over to the fridge. I opened it and grabbed a cherry smirnoff from inside popping off the tap and taking a quick gulp of it. No one, besides some horny motherfuckers, were taking me into their noticeing. But, oddly, I could feel someones stare on me and it was kinda creepy. I gulped down the rest of the smirnoff and quickly turned to toss it in the trash. But my body collided with someone else's. And this body, was definitely hard chested, I knew that for sure.

Looking up my eyes met pure bright blye ones, which seemed like they were burning into my soul. There was a piercing on this guys bottom lip on the right side. He had a devilish smirk on his face as he looked fown at me his eyes yet never leaving my brown ones. He had chestnut brown hair styled up in in a quiff. And he was tanned, enough for a normal guy. But you could almost barely see his skin due to all the tattoos on his body. Finally I managed to break my gaze from his while he was walking away and toss the smirnoff bottle into the trash. When I turned back around, I succeeded, until I felt the same stare on me again.

I quickly turned back around but saw no one behind me, like earlier. I sighed. "Just being paranoid. ." I mumbled turning back around and leaning my back into the counter tapping my fingers on it. I was still pissed from earlier, so my tapping was quite harsh and loud. But it kept to the beats of the music and stayed steady. Looking around a few girls were whispering with their gazes on me and a few of the guys who were looking at me no longer were, but they were focused on one of the sluts at the way, I was glad they no longer thought they were getting a train ride from me. Nu uh.

Rolling my eyes I turned to the counter and grabbed one of the Doritos from one of the chip bags before turning back around. And this time, the boy from earlier, stood right in front of me. The same smirk still on his face. I quickly swallowed the chip and all the sudden my through went dry. He was just looking at me, a hint of playfullness evident in his blue irises.

"You shouldn't be drinking, you shouldn't be here. I have a feeling you're not old enough, love." His british accent sent shivers down my spine, which I was trying to keep under control. The smirk on his face was growing wider as he stared down at me.

I arched one of my perfectly curved eyebrows. "And who are you? If I may ask." A light chuckle espcaped his lips and he smirked even wider.

But he only raised one of his own eyebrows still looking down at me before actually speaking to me. "I'm surprised you don't recognize me, love. Almost everyone else does, besides the newbies but they will soon." He had a small point, somehow he looked familiar. I just couldn't pin point who he was at the moment.

Shaking my head I sighed. "Who are you?" I asked, with a slight hint of anger in my voice now. He was slightly annoying, but yet he was hot, and he didn't seem like other guys. I was guessing that I was only thinking that because of all his tattoos and piercings.

"Hmm. . . let's just say, I'll see you around, love." He leaned over, kissed my cheek and then just walked away like nothing had happened leaving me completely and utterly confused. But I decided to just shrug it off and go home for the moment. Which I later did that night, after Alexus and Jamie got finised with their stupid 'buisness'.