* A couple of days later*
RINGGG
"AHA, GOODBYE MOTHERFUCKERSS!" I scream as I scramble off my chair hurriedly and make a run for it right before bumping into a very amused looking boy blocking my way. "Hey, Cece." Oh. My. FRICKIN. GOD. IS HE TALKING TO ME? WAIT OF COURSE HE IS, HE JUST SAID MY NAME. HOLYFUCK, HE KNOWS ME? HOW? OHMYGOD WE'RE GONNA GET MARRIED AND HAVE 2 KIDS NAMED N-
"uhh, earth to Cierra?" A concerned pair of green eyes look at me making me want to melt on the spot. "oh yah sorry hi whatsup?" I try to say nonchalantly, silently fangirling in my head. "You're coming to the game on Friday yah?" the game? what game? which game? huh? "UHH YAHHH OFCOURSE I AM PFFFFT WHY WOULD YOU EVEN ASK THAT? IM THE BIGGEST...Sporting fan of all time?" I honestly didn't mean for it to sound like a question or for me to sound like an idiot but he just laughs it off so I think, he thinks its a joke-
"That's great to hear, so would you mind picking my girlfriend up on your way here? I would drop her myself but coach wants us to come in early and prep before the game starts" He asks me with a sparkle in his eye, asking me pleadingly.
wait, GIRLFRIEND?
"Oh. um, yeah sure I don't mind"
"Awesome, Thanks Cierra, I owe you one." he squeezes my shoulder and leaves with a wink. and his stupidly gorgeous smile. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as I watch the boy I've been crushing on forever, walk away.
uGggHH guys suck.
Mateo Gracia. Star quarterback, in short, one of the cliche guys every girl adores and throws herself at. Except he's not a fuckboy. He's a genuine person who doesn't let his ego get to his head and that's why I like him. We used to be really close friends back in middle school but grew distant after I became a loser. Nah just kidding, we're still friends just not as close anymore cause he has new friends now.
He stands at a good 6'2 with ebony short curly hair, eyes to die for and an adorable smile, his structure making him seem like a big baby. His personality, however, is the thing that makes him 100 times more attractive than the other guys in our grade, his bubbly attitude, teasing gestures and overall sweet personality simply makes it hard not to love him.
I walked towards my locker, suddenly feeling like a deflated balloon, "CIERRAAA!!" a loud, bold voice booms through our busy hallways. "B!!!!!" I turn around already feeling better to see my best friend shoving past people through the hallway, rushing up to me with her bright red, crazily streaked hair, tied in a bun while wearing her athletics uniform to give me a hug.
Bianca's family moved in next door around the time I was 5, and we've been inseparable ever since. we first met at the Blue Ribbon nursery downtown. She was crying near the steps cause one of the older kids took her chubby bunny doll. Me being me grabbed her hand, went up to the boy and started shouting at the 7-year-old who thought it would be fun messing with a 5-year-old. A few shoves and screams later, the boy gave the bunny back and we all lived happily ever after.
Bianca was the type of preppy girl you'd expect to see in those rom-com's with big blue eyes, pale complexion and perfectly straight hair with a strong posture as if to say "I know you want me" but really isn't. Sure looks the part and acts like it sometimes too, but she has more of the "look at my way and I'll punch you in the face" kinda gal.
Bianca and I made our way towards the entrance of the school, filling each other about everything that's happened so far. considering we barely have any classes with each other we're still incredibly close and since we're neighbours, we walk home together too. Ma doesn't come until midnight sometimes so it was convenient since neither of us liked being home alone.
"HE HAS A WHAT?" B stood in front of my apartment door, bewildered at how 'impossible' it is that Mateo has a girlfriend. " yah B, he has a girlfriend calm down, have you looked at him? of course he has a girlfriend."
"humph, he looks like a green-eyed goblin."
"Shutup."
"IT'S TRUE!" exclaimed B, throwing her arms up expressing her surprise with hand gestures.
She usually hung out at my house until her parents came home around dinner. "-you could do sooo much better smh." she muttered while making her way to the kitchen.
"Anyway, how's track going?" I ask desperately trying to change the topic of my taste in guys.
"Well, it's going pretty well considering I beat my record today but imma have to try better if I wanna get a scholarship, now what universities are really looking for are exceptional records and with my current grade and-" she started ranting frantically, while opening the fridge to take out orange juice and a bag of chips off the counter, munching on it, explaining it to me like a 3rd grader.
"BIANCA BREATHE."
"Oh yeah, haha, forgot I had to do that." she looks at me a bit flustered. I think I forgot to mention how dramatic this girl is?
"-and quit inhaling my chips you moose, I'm snacky too," I said as I leaned over the island in the kitchen to grab a handful of chips as we make our way to the couch to binge-watch gossip girl.
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"IF MY FUTURE BOYFRIEND DOESNT FLY ALL THE WAY TO PARIS TO GET MY FAVOURITE MACARONS, I. DONT. WANT. HIM. PERIOD." I stated practically sobbing into my cupcake shaped pillow.
" Hey, you're the Serena to my Blair, Like queen B said, 'I don't need a boyfriend to be fulfilled'." B quotes, flipping her hair back, looking satisfied with herself for memorising a Blair Waldorf dialogue.
We've successfully been watching for the past 3 hours, 80% of our conversations being fangirling about Chuck. Fucking. Bass. Ladies, If your man isn't ready to lose a company for you. Is he really your man?
B's phone starts dinging and I pick up to see a notification from Logan. Logan's one of our best friends who's been in love with B since he took her chubby bunny doll back in preschool. yes. that 7 year old.
Logan and I met again when his mother and mine became friends at the coffee store a few years later. Logan's dad owns cup o' Jones, you see. Its a family business so his family works there too. Once his mom Marielle and ma met, they came over, like family. After constantly bickering while growing up, we eventually became close friends. I didn't know he was the same 7-year-old who took B's chubby bunny until he pointed it out to me right before claiming his undying love for my best friend through elementary and middle school, and he was done hiding his feelings.
I often bully B about it too cause she's always so flustered when he's around. But to be honest, with guys, Bianca's more confusing than a bipolar grumpy old man. one minute she's leading Logan on, the next shes shutting him out like he has cooties. I never really wanted to get involved with her love life since she always got cold when I mention the guy whos clearly head over heels in love with her.
B swiftly swoops her phone out of my hand and sigh's when she sees who the message is from, rolling her eyes at me when I wiggle my eyebrow's at her, she replies to him before stating she has to leave.
welp.
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After B abruptly left, I decided to be productive. No not really I just fell asleep dreaming about Chuck Bass surrounded with leftover chips.
ANYWAY
Around 12 am, I woke up groggily to my phone consistently vibrating beside me, I turn it over not expecting to have over 70 messages and 23 missed calls, all from my dear darling brother. I sit up and rub the sleep from my eyes, already knowing and I'd have to go pick a very drunk Adi up from a party nearby. Remember when I said he wasn't very popular? I meant at school. he's known all over the streets here, and no before you think he's some kind of mafia gang leader who sells drugs, the only reason being he has pretty popular mutual friends. small world huh? he's too much of a dimwit to be anything more than a weirdo.
Cece (11:00 pm)
Cierra (11:02 pm)
could you pick me up? I'm at a party near Madi's place (11:02 pm)
CIERRA? (11:33 pm)
CIERRA PICK UP {11:42 pm)
oh mayn I'm screwed.
I tried to call him back but the dumbass's phone was switched off. I let out a frustrated groan, quickly threw on my converse, and left to Maddison's house. Maddison is this senior girl who's a complete bitch to me but throws those kinda parties you wouldn't wanna miss. I knew there was a senior party being held there but didn't really think that Adi would go, but then again Maddi is Delilah's best friend so I should have seen that coming-
As I came took the stairs downstairs, my mind on overdrive with worry, the cold gush of wind suddenly making me regret not taking my hoodie too, I take out my phone to listen to some of the voice messages my brother left for me.
we both went to a lot of parties but made a deal that one of us had to stay sober so we would reach home safely without a fuming mother to worry about. I let out a sigh of relief when I hear my brother's best friend's voice speak to me.
"hey Ce, sillias here, um, Adi's sorta.... passed out? I saw you were his last call so when you get this don't worry he's with me at Maddi's, I would bring him home but I'm tipsy too and I don't wanna take chances-"
In the background, I could hear someone scream beer pong, of course.
"-Also, he's on 3% so don't freak out like you usually do, uh I gotta go...pong,....." I couldn't understand the rest of what he said before I took a cab and punched in the directions of Maddi's place on the GPS.
I reached there around midnight, The place was a mess. no, it was beyond a mess. there were teenagers everywhere drunk, horny, emotional, you name it. to a normal person, this would be suffocating but since this wasn't one of my first parties at madisons, heck this isn't a party it's more of a rescue mission for me anyway, I didn't mind being surrounded with sweating hormonal teenagers dancing around with the beat of the music thundering the ground, hats off to whoever is Maddi's DJ though.
After a few desperate attempts at finding the noob of a brother I have, I walked into the kitchen expecting to get myself a glass of water. what I didn't expect to see though, was a fight between a raging Bianca and Dalilah break out. I shove the few people in front of me aside and practically tackle a heavily drunk Bianca to the ground.
"CIERRA WHAT THE FUCK?" Bianca snapped at me anger radiating from her body, "DONT WHAT THE FUCK ME WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I snapped back. I'm soooo not in the mood for this shit.
" fuck off, mom" B sneered at me taking me by surprise, I'd never seen B this kind of drunk before. I snapped back to reality when she started struggling to loosen my grip on her. From the corner of my eye, I could see Delilah being held back by a few guys who clearly would find it way more amusing to watch the two girls claw each other.
I pulled up B by the arm and dragged her out gripping her arm, my knuckles turning white in the process. "LET GO OF ME" B struggled in my grasp almost elbowing my face. People were everywhere so it was easy for me to lose hold of her.
Not having time to fully process what the fuck actually possessed my best friend, I let out a gasp when a guy suddenly throws her over his shoulder. He turns around and I see Sillias give me a toothy grin.
"Well hi there Cierra, nice to see you here." his voice barely being audible due to the loud music and crowd. "Oh shutup dork, it's about time you showed up, I've been looking for you for AGES" okay I lied, I looked for about 5 minutes before giving up, but hey could you blame me? this party is literally in a mansion and she could fit in the wholeass population of France in this place. I could still see Bianca struggling against sillias's hold while dangling off his shoulders. eh, she'll pass out sooner or later.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Sillias questioned raising his voice. I shook my head and mouthed the words 'Adriel'. he seemed to understand since he walked totally not like he has an intoxicated girl screaming at the top of her lungs on his shoulder.
We went upstairs and into a small room where my drunk brother lay singing the mary had a little lamb.
bruhhhh.