"Josh! This is great!" Megan yelled across the crowded living room to Josh who was standing on the coffee table gulping down a glass of Jack Daniels and Mountain Dew mix. He flashed her a knowing smile and continued to dance with Heidi on the table top.
Luke stared angerly at his intoxicated friend, and took a mouthful of Apple Pucker straight. "I don't see why Heidi is dancing with Josh." he advised Megan who boredly looked up at him.
"It's not like you dance." she muttered, taking a swig of her drink.
"Well, I would...but" Luke began but Megan was egar to cut him off.
"Then dance with me!" she cried.
"But...I don't want to right this second." he spat as Megan shot him a disappointed look, she really wanted to dance with him. Have some fun.
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"And why did she want me to come? And what is the point of this." Ashley muttered to herself, taking tiny sips from her mountain dew bottle. For the life of her she wasn't going to touch an ounce of alcohol. "The guys will be all over you. Right. You mean all over YOU." she snapped bitterly, watching her friend dance rather closely to Andrew in the crowd of people.
"Hey...loosen up a little." came an unknown voice which forced her to spin around and be staring into dark brown eyes.
"I...umm...yeah." Ash muttered, lightly tapping her fingers on the side of her bottle before staring crisom faced at the floor. Why, she asked herself, Why can't I act normal around really hot guys? Why can't I just, laugh and act...human.
"I'm William Valmont." he stated, "And it seems you need someone to hang out with..."
"Yeah, the wonders of a friend." Ashley mumbled, "Brooke just seems to have her mind set on guys, guys, guys."
"And yours isn't?" Will questioned, raising his pierced left eyebrow slightly as he awaited to see if the girl had any interest in hanging out with a guy for the evening.
"Well...yeah. But, I wouldn't be dancing like that with a guy I hardly know." Ashley explained, pointing to her friend slightly who was still dancing close to Andy.
"I know what you mean." he laughed, "I wouldn't be dancing like that with my overly-hormonal brother either."
"Andrew's your brother?"
"Unfortanutly...yes, he's related to me."
"I hope your not like him..."
"Oh, not even close!"
"...because he seems like he could be a...no offense or anything, but he could be a major player."
"That's scott for ya."
"Scott...?"
William laughed nervously, "Did I say Scott? I meant Andy." Ashley gave him a weird look , but than just smiled softly...he's cute. she thought.
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Luke glanced to the back door just in time to see Jake and Shea walk in with a small knapsack with what he figured was filled with Pot and other drugs. Shaking his head slowly, he took another gulp of the green colored liquid as the 'crew' headed to the back room at Josh's house to get...well, to fly.
"I can't believe we let him go astray." Luke muttered, watching his old best friend wandering into the back room with his gay friend.
"Well, you could have stopped him." Megan shot.
"If I could have gotten to him." he snapped, "but wait...he was always at your house."
"Not always."
"Almost always."
"Just because you couldn't hold onto your friendship doesn't mean you have to take it out on me...okay?"
"Yeah...whatever."
"Fine. If your going to be this way. Then I'm going to go talk to Billie for awhile."
"See ya later."
"Yeah. Whatever." Megan remarked, using the same quote Luke had used a few seconds ago.
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People in the house put them hands in the air
Cuz if you don't care, then we don't care
See I ain't goving a fuck
When your pressing your luck
Untouchable, branded unfuckable.
Brooke felt an ice cold hand slip under her white tank top and rest on her side, right above the rim of her Venus pants, but this didn't stop her from dancing with Andy. She felt herself begin to be pushed backwards as she danced, Andrew's warm breath blowing against the side of her face. Suddenly, the wall had snuck up on her and she was pressed against it, causing her to stop dancing to Limp Bizkit.
Warm, wet kisses were being hungaryly placed on the tender parts of her neck, as Andrew's freezing cold hands began to inch up her side, causing tons of tingles up her spine. "Whoa...hey! hey!" Brooke spat, feeling quite uneased.
Andrew glanced up for about two seconds before he was back on her neck, trailing his kisses down to her shoulders. Angerily, Brooke shoved him away from her, but he didn't budge as much as she would have wanted him to. "Hey, stop it man...slow down."
"Slow down?" he questioned, placing a soft kiss on the side of her mouth.
"Yeah...so get the fuck away from me." she snapped, as Andy slowly moved his body from where he had her pinned against the wall. She quickly pulled away from the wall, and glared at him. "What the hell did you think you were doing?"
"Well, I wanted to have some fun...yah know." Andrew muttered, brushing some sweat from his forehead.
"No. I don't know." Brooke growled, "I'm not the town whore."
"You don't have to be." he grinned, "It's just for tonight."
"I'm not up for one night stands. You listen here...you can be a male whore. But keep your tendencys and plans away from me."
"But..."
"I don't give a fuck about what you have to say. And you know what...I shouldn't have even given you one more chance. I should have let you sit your ass at home tonight."
"...do you hate me?"
"Hate you? No. Just what you do." Brooke shot, turning and disappearing into the crowd, where she ran right smack into Joe.
"Brooke!" he grinned, "I didn't know you'd be here...I thought you said."
"Joe! Get the FUCK away from me!" she screamed, not in the mood to put up with another one night stand player.
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Megan walked in the living room just in time to over hear Brooke screaming at Joe. Growling to herself, she stalked over to where the two were...how many times does she have to tell Joe to stay away from her friends! "Joe. Back off." Megan warned.
"Listen, I just want to explain Danille to Brooke." Joe said.
"I don't care about your bitches!"
"But Brooke...I don't care about her the way I care about you."
"Players only care about themselves...Joe, I don't want anything to do with you..."
"Brooke, shut up and listen to me..." he begged.
"Didn't you hear her? Don't fucking tell her to shut up. Get out of here." Megan growled.
"Megan, your a fucking bitch, this isn't your buisness, so go somewhere else because I'm not going to be your fucking puppy dog like Heidi and Luke."
"I'm not her puppy dog!" Heidi called fumed as she ran over to where the small group was.
So keep me in this cage
Until you run that mouth
Then I might have to play
And break the fuck out
And then we'll see who's left
"KOHLS!" Luke bellowed walking into the room, his Y shaped vain on his forehead bulginf slightly to show his rage. "You can run your fucking mouth at school, you can your fucking mouth at the mall, bit if you DARE run your mouth at this party about ME and my friends then I'm going to have to fucking dish some shit out on your scrubby ass."
"Bring it." Joe's voice shivered as he spoke, his eyes drifting to Brooke who had a hurt expression on her face. No matter how awful he was, she still liked him...still cared about him...but she had warned him.
So where the fuck you at?
Punk, shut the fuck up
And back the fuck up
While I fuck this track up
Are you ready?
Luke plummeted Joe to the ground and started to dish fist after fist into his face. Joe squirmed underneath Luke's weight trying to free himself from the torement. After having knocked half of Joe's lights out, he stood up and rammed his cowboy boot down onto the scrub's throat.
"Calm down...just...please." Brooke squealed, lightly pushing her brother off of the smaller, shorter figure.
"But he's running that fucking trash mouth about us!" Luke hollered trying to get at Joe who was quick to his feet.
"Just let him go...he won't talk shit again..." Brooke begged for him to let Joe go as he quickly ran from the house. Luke pushed past Brooke and headed after Joe, but Josh stopped him.
"Hey, forget about scrub boy. He's got enough marks on his face that he won't dare come back here."
Luke laughed, "I guess your right. Now let's get this party rolling."
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What?
Kepp rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Yeah