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Ava's pov
When I woke up in the morning Shawn was gone. It was around ten in the morning and I had already missed 1st period. I didn't care. After last night I didn't want to go anywhere near school. I needed a day off especially since Pricilla's party is tomorrow. I sit up, clutching the sheets around my body, and run my fingers through my messy hair. What a night.
Finally after laying in bed forever I get up and take a shower. After my shower I change into some leggings and a t shirt. When I walk downstairs I suddenly feel the loneliness of this house. I can hear the echo of my footsteps on the cold marble floor and it makes my heart ache.
For breakfast I make some waffles. I ate them all in a span of 30 seconds. When I finished breakfast I went upstairs. I lakes past my mom's room and then turned back. I hesitated before opening the double doors and walking into her bedroom. It was dark but it smelled like her. I flipped on the light in the bathroom and went into her huge closet. My mother had so many clothes. She had twice as much as me and way more purses and jewelry. I ran my fingers over the fabric of the clothes and look into her jewelry drawers. I spend a long time in her closet trying to imagine her wearing all these clothes. I finally force myself to leave her room and go do something else.
I go back to my room and grab my phone and walk down the hallway to the dance studio in my house. My mom added this to the house when I was 15. It was a birthday present. I loved it. Mirrors covered the walls and it was a huge open space for me to just dance. I hook my phone up to the speakers and start stretching.
My music is on shuffle and I start dancing, making it up as I go through the movements. I watch myself in the mirror as my body completes each movement and then on to the next. I start to lose myself and I keep dancing.
Pricilla's pov
After 3rd period I head to lunch and meet up with Jesica and Melody.
"Have any of you seen Ava?" I said sitting down. They shook their heads.
"Maybe she's sick," Melody said. Please, She is not sick.
"Do any of you know what's going on with her?" Melody and Jesica look at each other.
"Pricilla she just lost her mom," Jesica said.
"I know but that was months ago and she isn't acting the same," I said shaking my head.
"Maybe she just needs a little more time," Melody said. I shook my head.
"We gave her time over the summer, it's time for her to get back to partying and making fun of the cheerleaders."
"Maybe she's changed, maybe she's just taking a break," Jesica looked at me.
"Well she better change back, I'm tired of taking over her responsibility's. I swear I feel like I'm the only one that cares about anything. I mean did you see what Ava wore yesterday? So not her style!"
"Pricilla you need to calm down." Melody said patting my shoulder.
"Just talk to her, tell her how you feel. Maybe this weekend we could all go shopping. That might cheer her up." Jesica was right. I need to talk to her. I nodded.
"You are all coming to my party tomorrow right?" They both nodded eagerly.
Ava's pov
After I danced for almost 2 hours Pricilla texted me to meet her for lunch. We met at a little cafe by school. When I arrived Pricilla was already sitting at a table. She smiled when she saw me. I plastered a fake smile on my face and sat down.
"Why did you come to school?" She asked me abruptly.
"I just didn't feel like it," I said looking down at my menu.
"What did you do last night?" Why was she asking so many questions.
"I went to dance class," I said.
"You're still dancing? I thought you gave that up a while ago." No, Pricilla I did not give it up. It's my passion. Why would I give it up? She was still looking at me with curious eyes.
"What?"
"You're not telling me something," she said eyeing me. Yeah, that I really don't want to be here.
"Shawn came over," I said shifting the subject to where ever it was headed.
"Ah, there it is," she sighed. I looked back at my menu. "And?" I looked up.
"And....it's none of your business," I said. Crap, why did I say that? Because I'm tired of her getting into my business.
"Ava, come on I'm your best friend, what is with you lately?" She asked.
"Nothing, we just hooked up that's all," I focused on the menu and not her facial expression.
"Has he asked you to be his girlfriend?" I shook my head. Even if he did I would say no.
"Okay, seriously, what is up with you?" I set down the menu and give her a hard look.
"Pricilla, I'm fine, I'm just tired and preoccupied in my head, I've just been a little stressed out especially since my dad won't return my calls." Pricilla set down her menu and looked at me.
"Ava I want you to know that you can tell me anything." I nodded.
"Yeah, I know," I said.
After lunch Pricilla practically begged me to come over after school. I agreed and she went back to school and I went home and danced for the rest of the afternoon.
"So, have you figured out what you're wearing yet?" Pricilla asked from her closet.
"No," I said sitting up on her bed.
"Well I have a good idea for one," she said poking her head out of the closet. I laughed.
"Okay, So you should wear that sheer shirt that you got in Paris last year with a black shirt and fish net tights." I looked at her.
"Pricilla what am I supposed to wear under the sheer shirt!" I laugh. She smiled.
"Wear that lacy bra I gave you for Christmas," she said disappearing into her closet. "Oh! And you can wear this belt!" She tossed me a belt and I caught it. It was a black Gucci belt.
"Fine." And that is what I said. I agreed with the words she was putting into my head and took the belt.
When I got home it was late and I was tired. Actually more like exhausted. I didn't eat when I got home because I was too tired. I changed into my pjs and got into bed.
In the morning I felt like I had been run over by a truck. My body was so sore from all the dancing I did yesterday. As I sat up my muscles screamed at me to stop moving but I couldn't because if I didn't get up I would be late to school. I quickly got up and washed my face. I brushed through my hair and put it in a high pony tail. I did a little less makeup than I normally do and to honest I liked it a lot better. I changed into high waisted jeans and a silky black tank. I tucked it in and put on this white long comfortable jacket over it. I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs. I snatched a banana and a granola bar out of the pantry and headed to my car.
I ate my breakfast as I drove to school. I was not looking forward to today. Not only did I have to go to school but I was practically being forced to attend Pricilla's party tonight. I pulled into my parking spot and got out of my car. I was watching my feet as I walked towards the front door. I reached for the door but a hand beat me to it. I looked up and saw Brandon looking at me.
"Thank you," I said as he held the door for me. I walked inside and he came in after me.
"Surprised I didn't hear any music last night," I said as he walked next to me.
"Yeah you know I just didn't feel like annoying you last night," he smiled.
"Thanks," I smiled back. We kept walking and I felt a few stares on us.
"So I'm guessing you're going to Pricilla's party tonight?"
"You're not?" I asked.
"Apparently it's text invite only," he said.
"Seriously?" Why would she do that? Brandon nodded. I'm guessing he didn't get a text. I bet half the school didn't get a text. "That's so stupid." Brandon shrugged as we walked into our first period. Brandon left me and sat in his seat and I walked over to Pricilla who was fixing her makeup in her compact mirror.
"You didn't tell me it was text invite only," I said sitting down clearly annoyed.
"Wow, um good morning to you?" She turned to me. I glared at her.
"What? Why is it a big deal?"
"Pricilla you've never had an invite only party. Last year everyone came and it was a lot of fun and it's also mean. Why can't everyone be invited?"
"Yeah and last year it got way out of hand. I'm taking precautions."
"Pricilla its a party. It's supposed to get out of hand." I said.
"It's my party Ava." She said shutting me down. I crossed my arms. She better be ready for all the people who are going to be crashing.
At lunch I was still annoyed with Pricilla. Melody and Jesica acted like they didn't care but I know did. I managed to survive the rest of the day and finally I could go home.
When I got home I turned on some music and raided my fridge. I barely had anything in my fridge so I mentally noted that I need to go to the grocery store this weekend. I danced around the kitchen as Mr.Brightside started playing. I ran upstairs and jumped on my bed and sang the words to the song. I sat down at my vanity and sang to myself in the mirror. If someone walked in the door right now I would probably die of embarrassment.
After I let out some energy I decided to start getting ready for the party. I sat down at my vanity and started to do my makeup. I make sure to do a dark smokey eyeshadow to compliment my all black outfit. After I finish my makeup I start to curl my hair. I hear my phone buzzing in my bedroom and I mentally groan. I pick it up off the bed and scroll through the messages.
Pricilla: You better be getting ready! Shawn is going to be there and I bet tonight he's going to ask you to be his girlfriend!
Pricilla: Ava! I know you're there! Answer me!
Me: Okay chill
Pricilla: Are you on your way?
Me: I'm not even dressed yet
Pricilla: Get moving!
I look down at my silk robe and my half curled hair in the mirror. I wasn't even close to being ready. I quickly finished curling the rest of my hair and brushed the curls out. Then I went into my disaster of a closet and unbelievably found my long sleeve sheer top. I picked out a black jean skirt and a pair of fish net tights. I put on my tights and slip on the skirt and look at myself in the mirror. I slipped Pricilla's belt through the loop and tightened it. I then find my lace black push up bra Pricilla gave me. I gave it a hard look and put it on. I pulled the sheer top over it and for a second I didn't recognize myself. Damn I looked good, but I definitely wasn't staring at myself. I was someone else tonight. I was Ava Sinclair the Queen B of the school and tonight I was going to have fun.
I did some final touches to my makeup, put some perfume on, and put on my Chanel boots. Then I grabbed my keys and left my house.
Pricilla's house was full. The streets and driveway were lined with cars and I could hear the music a block away. After walking for a while I finally got to the house. When I walked in a lot of people stared at me and their mouths dropped. I spotted my friends and their mouths dropped.
"You look so hot!" Jesica said approaching me.
"Seriously Ava, this is a killer outfit," Melody looked at me up and down
"This is definitely the Ava I know." Pricilla smiled. I smiled and looked around I spotted Shawn talking to his friends. He saw me and eyed me up and down.
"Here," Pricilla handed me a drink. I sipped it and looked back at Shawn.
"Oh my god, will you stop making eyes at him and go?!" Pricilla laughed. I rolled my eyes and made my way over to Shawn.
"You look great," he said.
"Thanks," I said.
"Let's dance," He said gesturing to the crowd of people dancing. I nodded and we both set out drinks down.
After dancing for a while with Shawn and two drinks later we took a break. I looked around for my friends and I saw Melody and Jesica dancing but I didn't see Pricilla. Then some people moved out of my viewpoint and my eyes met Brandon's and Pricilla was talking to him and two of his friends. I set my drink down and walked over to them. As I got closer I heard Pricilla's voice and it was angry.
"What's going on?" I asked approaching them. Brandon looked at me. I looked at Pricilla.
"They weren't invited. They crashed my party." Pricilla turned to me.
"You need to leave," she said to them. They didn't say anything. She turned back to me.
"Right Ava?" Now I was being put on the spot.
"Come on Pricilla what's three more people in the house? There aren't going to burn it down," I said in Brandon's defense.
"Seriously? I thought you were on my side?" She said.
"Pricilla there are no sides. It's a party." She rolled her eyes.
"Whatever, it's my party," she angrily said.
"Okay, you need to cold down," I said. She rolled her eyes.
"Pricilla, you've had way to much to drink," I said.
"Who cares? Stop controlling me." She said walking backwards. "Just leave me alone!" She said. I flinched and watched as she disappeared through the crowd. I turn to Brandon and his friends.
"Thanks," He said.
"Somehow I knew you were going to crash this party." I said. He smiled.
"Is she going to okay?" Asked Brandon's friend.
"Yeah, she just gets like this when she's drunk," I said. They nodded
"Thanks again," Brandon said and then he walked away.
I stayed where I was and decided to go find Pricilla. I walked up the stairs into the dark hallway when I felt a pair of hands grab my waist and pull me against a wall. It was Shawn. I smiled and then he crashed his lips onto mine. He smiled into the kiss. I felt his hands slide under my skirt. My body felt hot and it felt hotter when it pressed against Shawn. His lips moved down to my neck and I bit back a moan. My hands found their way to his golden locks and I pulled him closer. If that was even possible. Then my phone started ringing. We broke away and he gave me a look. I laughed.
"Hold on," I said grabbed my phone from my pocket. I read the caller ID and I looked up at Shawn.
"I'm sorry, I have to take this," I said leaving him. I hurried downstairs and out the door into the cold air outside. It was my dad. I answered it and pressed my phone against my ear.
"Dad?"
"Hello?" This was not my dad. This was some other mans voice.
"Who is this?"
"Hi, I found this phone in a parking lot and you were the most recent caller, do you know who's phone this is?" I stayed silent.
"Sorry, I think you have the wrong number," I said hanging up. Outside it was quiet and I wanted so badly to scream. My dad is probably out there getting wasted which is mostly likely how he lost his phone. He doesn't care. He doesn't care about me.
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