Luna gave Isaac's hand a quick squeeze before she pushed past Mark and headed for the stairs. Once inside her room, she leaned her back against the door and let all her tears out.
Why did Mark treat her like that? This entire school year he had been nothing but a jerk to her. He had spoken some harsh words to her in the past but nothing like tonight.
Once the tears dried out, she grabbed a change of clothes and headed for the shower. After she was satisfied that she no longer reeked of alcohol, she got out and changed.
When she entered downstairs, she found that everyone had left. Isaac was in the kitchen cleaning up. He informed her that Mark had forcibly made everyone leave by telling them that the after-party had moved to his house. She was glad that everyone had left; she just hated that it was Mark who had helped her out, even though he had probably spared no thought to her and just wanted a change in venue. It just sucked that she never got to see Adam.
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When Mark arrived at the Ravenwoods, he found that the news circling through the lacrosse team was correct. There was, in fact, a party going on and Luna was hosting it.
He entered through the front door. Music blared from the surround system and the smell of alcohol filled the place. Why was Miss Goody-two-shoes throwing this kind of party?
A hand slapped him on the back. "Mark, my man, you made it." The drunken slur of Adam's voice rang in his ears, somehow audible over the music. That answered his earlier question. Wherever Adam was, Luna wasn't far behind. What did she see in this idiot?
Adam held up a red plastic cup. "For you man."
Mark didn't need to sniff it to know what it was. He shoved it against Adam's chest. "Don't want it."
Adam shot his hands up in front of him and shook his head. "Keep it. You deserve it." He stumbled away leaving Mark to himself.
His eyes scanned the room, but the black-haired girl with skin the color of moonlight was nowhere to be found. However, he did find her best friend hunched over on the bottom step of the staircase. As he walked by, the boy tried to start a conversation with him. Mark shot him a glare watching as Isaac backed down, looking at the room wistfully.
He made his way to the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks. Adam was there bent over some girl. Her back was slammed up against the counter. She giggled when Adam started kissing her neck.
Mark backed up and turned around. Hair as black as night brushed passed him. He moved so that he was in front of her. "Excuse me." Her voice was feather-light but loud enough to be heard over the music. He grabbed a hold of Luna's elbow stopping her in her tracks. She looked up at him, confusion written all over her features. When she saw that it was him, the confusion twisted into a scowl.
Even with her features turned into a scowl and impossibly silver eyes hard, she still looked like a goody-two-shoes. "Let go." Her voice was lowered into a growl. She jerked her arm, trying to pull it out of his grasp. She was stronger than he thought. He increased his strength, careful not to hurt her.
He leaned down close to her. His heart rate accelerated with her being so close to him. "Where do you think you're going?" It was a rhetorical question. He knew she was heading to the kitchen to look for Adam. There was no way he was going to let that happen. He knew it would crush her if she saw the person she was crushing on with another girl.
He forced a smirk to his lips. "Following Adam like a lost puppy, why else would you throw a party." His words were harsher than he meant them to be.
Her silver eyes flashed before they hardened. "It's none of your business Kwon." Ouch. She had used his last name, and to top it off, she made it sound like it was a curse word.
She hated him, she actually hated him. That was the only reason why she would call him by his last name. With a growl, he released his hold on her. Even if there was a small chance that she didn't hate him, she would after tonight. There was no way in hell he was letting her enter that kitchen.
He glanced down at his hand. He still had that cup that Adam had given him earlier. Before he could stop himself, he emptied the contents of the cup onto her.
"What the hell!" Luna's voice was a deadly whisper. She turned to face him her eyes glowing with a deadly light. "What the hell?" She snarled a bit louder.
Her hair was soaked. The beer dribbled off the ends and landed on her dress. The dark blue material was now splattered with black dots. "Oops, looks like that pretty dress of yours might stain." The dress was pretty and it looked really good on her. Too bad he just ruined it.
"What the hell Mark!" Her little sidekick appeared beside her. It was like a dam had burst open with his appearance. Luna looked up with tears pooling in the corners of her eyes. His heart fluttered and then sunk as it began to feel heavy. She blinked several times real fast before bolting past him and up the stairs.
Her little sidekick raised a finger at his chest. Mark swatted it away and went into the kitchen. He threw the now empty cup away and grabbed Adam by the back of the shirt. "What the..."
"Party's over." He cut him off. He stormed out of the kitchen dragging Adam behind him. Marching up to the surround system, he turned it off. There were some complaints as people looked at him in anger. "Party at my place!" He shouted into the crowd. Oh, he really did not want a party at his place, but he wasn't going to leave them there, and that was the only way to get them out.
He stood in front of the fireplace, still holding onto Adam as he waited until everyone had shuffled outside. When the last person left, he shoved Adam in front of him and pushed him out the door.
Adam threw his fists into the air. "Woo-hoo! The party continues."
"Not for you." Mark slammed the drunken boy into the car before slamming the door shut. He was going to take the idiot home, and if he was lucky enough, the others would grow bored and leave his place before he would get there.
Before he got into the car, he spared one last glance toward the house. The light in Luna's room was on. He will figure out how to deal with that problem tomorrow.