I waited outside on my porch for Paige to show up. It was cold, to the point where I could see my own breath as I exhaled. My skin shook under my jacket and my teeth chattered. Would she just hurry up? I thought to myself.
A yellow bug pulled into my driveway and honked. I jumped straight up and ran for the passenger seat.
Once I got myself settled it, I noticed Paige staring at me with an eyebrow raised. "What?"
"Is it really that cold?" She giggled at me and smirked.
"Yes!" I glared and put my seat belt on.
"Huh. I didn't notice," she said with a clueless tone.
Once we got to the party, I opened the door and hopped out of Paige's bug. Crowds of people were overflowing in the front yard and the whole house. Man, I thought, there sure is a lotta people here.
"Come on, Jess, I need you to meet someone!" Paige clutched my arm and drug me into the house. The living room smelled like alcohol and smoke. Wow, did the host of the party's parents really let them drink alcohol and smoke cigarettes?
"Jesse," Paige began as we stopped in front of a tall, bulky guy with large brown eyes and black hair, "this is Zachary. Zachary, this is Jesse."
Zachary smiled. "Pleasure to meet you, Jesse." I saw him lift a cigarette to his mouth and watched as he took a long drag and exhale smoke. It was disgusting to watch. How could people smoke?
Paige just stared at him and smiled like he was the most perfect person in the world. I smiled at him shortly then looked around the room for a place to sit. When I turned back around to ask Paige a question, I noticed she was gone. The heck?
I felt a light tap on my shoulder and I jumped a bit and swiftly turned to see a teenage boy - not too much taller than me - with short blonde hair and deep green eyes. "Um, hey, you're Jesse, right?" His voice was deep and melodic, with a hint of a southern accent.
"Uh, yeah... why?" I stare at his big green eyes, dark lashes making them stand out.
"Wow. You are mighty pretty. Guess they weren't lyin' ta me," he said as he studied my face. "Oh, sorry, Miss. Guess I should introduce myself. M'name's Victor."
"That's a, uh, pretty cool name, uh... who's been telling you what?" I cock one eyebrow.
He stared at me for a moment, then spoke, "Well, I heard from Evan that you are quite a looker. He's definitely right. And that, well... You're kind of a whore. But, I don't think that's true. You don't seem the type, Miss."
Between clenched teeth, I yell, "He said WHAT?!"