"It's almost time to go to the party Mand, aren't you going to get dressed?" My new sophomore friend, Kerri said. She had a freaky BeetleJuice costume, but the female version. When I looked at her, I almost had to remind myself that it was her and not the real thing.
"Britney Sluts..damn." I blurted. Just thinking of the fact that she was going to be wearing her fake breast bearing outfit that I know she'd wear, it pissed me off. "Maybe, if I'm in the right position, I can pop her boob." Kerri cracked, laughing against my computer.
"Thanks for helping me with my make-up, it came out great." she said. I smiled.
"Ditto." The phone rang. "Don't get that, it might be Zac." I picked it up."Hello?"
"It's Taylor. Aren't you suppose to be here by now? You said you'd come early."
"I know. I'm not ready yet. Don't worry, you know your mom won't bring Zac back for another hour or so. I'll be over when I can, Kerri and Ilana with me. Ilana will be over in a few or so."
"Okay. Hurry." he hung up. Jeez, no good-byes these days.
"Men!" I laughed. Kerri smiled, as she looked out the window the computer, the sky purplish-black. Stars shining so beautifully, it almost can take your breath away.
"You really should get dressed. Then I can take those hot rollers out for you." she stated, shoving my gorgeous velvet and silk Juliet dress against my chest. "Now Amanda. C'mon...you know I wanna meet Zac and the guys." she whined. When I grabbed the dress, the doorbell rang. "Oh Lana's here!" Kerri cheered, running to get the door.
I rolled my eyes as I went to my large bathroom, undressed, and then slipped into my dress. I stepped into my bedroom. Kerri, and the pretty brunette dressed as a green M & M looked up at me.
"Oh..you look so beautiful." Ilana whispered. I raised an eyebrow at her when she wasn't looking toward me. None of my friends have ever given me a compliment like that before, and actually blushed over it anyway.
"Thanks. Are you guys ready?" I said, when Kerri finished pulling the rollers out of my hair. My blonde hair shimmered with reflected light as it feel in gorgeous locks around my shoulders.
"Ohh, can I add something? I know you'll love it!" Kerri squealed. I smiled.
"Sure."
"Close your eyes," she laughed reaching into my dresser top draw. I felt her arms wave around my face, the air cold against my hot face, "Look." I opened my eyes. My hair shimmered, with silver and gold glitter. I smiled, and crooned.
"Oh I love it! What made you think of that?" I asked her, as I watched Ilana look me over with her eyes. For some reason I felt uncomfortable. I looked at myself in the mirror.
"Habit I guess." Kerri giggled. I took the bottle from her, and sprinkled some over my chest. Since the dress had a push-up support system, my white fleshed boobs peaked out from the depths, and I noticed the glitter stood out more on the white then the tan part of my chest.
"Doesn't the glitter look odd?" I asked, turning to Kerri and Ilana.
"No..I think it looks gorgeous, it bring in the attention." Ilana replied. I had to fight to run away from her, now she was scaring me.
"Um..actually, you should have tanned those babies this morning at my house. No one was home, and their no chance of a Hanson running into you and your roasting nakedness. They are soo...white. Damn girl. Spread some of that glitter around with your fingertips. Like them first, so the glitter rubs off a bit, kay?" I did what she said to do.
"Maybe we should go now." I said, noticing Ilana was reaching toward me, as if asking to help me relocate the glitter. My spine creeped. I mean, Ilana said she wanted to ask Ike out, then why is she moving on me? Maybe its my imagination. Let's hope so.
-~*~-
I knocked on the backdoor of the Hanson house, two minutes later, Ilana and Kerri beside me. I fluffed my dress as we waited. Kerri twisted my ringlets around her fingers to secure the curl. I shooed her away when the door opened. It was almost 9 now. Perfect for a Halloween birthday party.
"Come on in my young beauty's, beware to step down." Mr. Hanson laughed at his own joke. I blinked, my eyes trying to adjust to the darkness as I stepped into the house.
"Mr. Hanson, these are my friends," I pointed to Kerri, then Ilana, "Kerri and Ilana. Guys say hi." They exchanged greetings, and dad (I now call him) complimented Kerri's scary outfit. But he never fails to compliment me.
"Such a fine young beauty, my fair Juliet, your Romeo is upstairs, he awaits on the balcony," he whispered to me, pointing to the staircase, "a.k.a the top of the stairs." I giggled, as he kissed my cheek. He was dressed as Frankenstein. Never failed, he never failed, I thought to myself. I directed Kerri and Ilana over to Isaac, and the rest of the family and the clutter of friends in the rec room.
"Taylor?" I whispered, peaking around the hallway when I reached the top of the steps. The light in the house was very rare. Black lights and orange tints ran over the part of the house I saw so far.
"My fair fair Juliet, what brings you...," Taylor stepped out from his parents room. He was in a Romeo costume, "to my part of the castle?" he finished. I looked him over, noticing he wasn't just a Romeo, but a dead Romeo.
"Nice touch, Romeo. I love the poison bottle glued to your shirt. It adds...the naturalism of the play." he took my hand in his, bringing it up to his lips. Like a young teenager, my heart fluttered and I lost my breath when his warm pink lips touched my hand. I left woozy too, and I haven't felt that for him in a long time.
"I knew you'd like it! I have a knife stabbed into my back too, see?" he turned around, and I saw the knife. I laughed, taking his hand and guiding him toward the stairs. "Wait." he said, pulling me into his room. I didn't realize what happened, until he was resting me against the door. His body against mine, well, my big dress anyway.
"C'mon, Zac's gonna be home any second. We wanna be downstairs to great the guests." I managed to say between his kisses. After every syllable his warm, moist lips touched mine, and it wasn't as if I was objecting or anything. It's just the fact that if I got started, I might...shall I say...close the deal.
"They can wait."
"No Tay..Oh that reminds me," I said, pushing him away from me. He looked down at me, "Try not to get touchy-feely, or kiss infested with me too much tonight..you know the Teen mag peoples are going to be here, and with all the Celebes, word will get around." He leaned down and kissed me.
"Let's stay up here all night.." he sounded as if he were begging. I kissed him back, long and hard, my tongue lapping at his. Then, when my body heat rose to 98 degrees (haha), I stopped and pushed him fully away from me.
"Their calling us Tay," I whispered, hearing Isaac's voice from downstairs, "he's going to come upstairs, and then he's going to think we're going to have sex at Zac's party. Word will get around, and you know the reporters eat this stuff alive. Maybe when the party gets boring, we can sneak to the tree house..," I lowered my voice, "and maybe...have fun." I said. "How bout it?"
"OKay, c'mon. I want to meet Britney anyway." I turned to him abruptly.
"WHAT?"
"Hey, yo guys, everyone is here..Tay Brit just arrived, and Mand that guy David Spade that you love so much showed up, better get him, it looks to me Kerri has the hots for him." Isaac laughed through the door. I reached for the knob and stepped outside.
"I'm going to spend the evening with David. If your not to busy with Mrs. Look-At-My-Fake-Boobs, come and get me, otherwise, have fun." I said, smiling to Isaac, as I ran down the stairs. My hair and gown flaring behind me. I stumbled the last three steps, and fell forward. The room fell hushed, and I saw a melted pot of celebrates looking down at me. I wasn't on the floor, I was against the punch bowl. Carson Daily stepped toward me and offered a hand. I took it, smiling to myself.
"Are you okay?" he asked. Hmm, he's not the bad looking when he's not on Tv. But I won't get involved, cause where there's Carson, there's Jennifer Love Hewitt.
"Yeah, I..I'm fine. I just tripped on my skirt. No big deal."
"No broken bones?" he asked, laughing.
"No." I said, then I saw Britney enter from the living room. "Not yet anyway. Excuse me, Carson. Maybe we can talk later." I said, kindly dismissing him and walking toward the punch bowl. I glanced around, and saw Kerri's brown eyes roam from me to Britney and back again. She looked at me, telling me with a pleaded glance not to start anything. I nodded, lying that I wouldn't do anything as I poured myself a big cup of orange sherbet punch. I sipped the punch, sucking in the ice cream, swishing it around my mouth. As casually as I could, I made my way toward Britney, turning to mingle with people. I flirted with David for a minute, and then I saw Isaac point behind me. I saw David's eyes roam to the two hundred pound sags of silicone behind me. I took my drink, excused myself, and back up as if getting ready to leave. I turned right about two inches, and instantly I had connection. My, staining drink, was running down Britney's boobs, arms, neck and chin. What a shot.
"Oh my, I am quite sorry Britney..I sure didn't mean it." I cooed. Isaac cracked up, just as Taylor came to the scene.
"Are you okay? Do you want wash it? I think that stuff stains." he asked, taking Britney, guiding her away. I grabbed Taylor's arm, and he turned toward me.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Why did you do that? That wasn't an accident. Damnit Amanda, its not like I'm gonna fuck her, get over it. You flirt with David, and I watch. You didn't see me near Britney did you? Huh? Back off, and stay away from the punch bowl." Taylor shouted his threat into my face. I opened my mouth to fight back, and when I went to reach for something to support myself from the shock, the front door opened into the darkness. Zac stepped into the doorway.
"SURPRISE!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" everyone, but me, screamed. Britney yanked herself away from Taylor and ran to Justin Timberlake's side as he jumped from the stairwell. Tears welled in my eyes, and I turned, pushed by Zac who called my name, and out the door. He turned, and ran after me. The crowd was hushed, and Taylor was the only one to be heard.
"Shit!" everyone started to whisper frantically, as Tay worked his way over to the door way.
-*~*-
Just as I reached my property, Zac tackled me, and we fell into the dewed grass.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" he asked, shoving my blonde curls away from my emerald eyes. I struggled to get from his grasp and I stood up, only to see Taylor standing, gazing at me. Britney hot on his trail, Justin grasped against her.
"You know I hate her, you know it." I said, shaking my head and running into my house. Zac looked at Taylor.
"What the hell did you do?" he ran into my porch, banging on my front door.
"Its what she did." Taylor whispered, turning around and running into his house. Justin and Britney followed Zac into the back, and I saw them from my bedroom window.
"She ruined my dress. My hair going to be stained now so now I have to pay $500 for the color removed from these extensions." Britney whined. Zac shot her a warning look.
"Is Amanda all right?" Justin asked, shaking from the whining "beauty" that was holding him so tight.
"I dont know." Zac turned toward my backdoor. "Amanda, please. Let me in." he pounded on the door with his fists. I heard him from my bedroom. I ran from the room and into my bathroom, locking the door behind me.
"Listen, Zac..you and Britney go back to the party..I'll bring Mand back in about 10 minutes, okay?"
"No, Justie..."
"I don't think she wants you here," Zac shouted at Britney, "Be nice to her, okay?" Zac whispered to Justin, as he grabbed Britney's arm and stomped off with her.
-*-*-~
I unlocked the bathroom, and walked downstairs. I heard Justin's voice and I touched the locks on the backdoor.
"Mandie, just let me in..I'm sorry." he almost started to sound like Taylor. I unlocked, and opened the door.
"What are you sorry for?" I asked him, hugging myself. Justin took me into his arms, and guided me into my sitting room. My reading room.
"Shhh..are you okay? I heard what Taylor said to you, and I want to apologize on his behalf. I know you love that kid, and you guys were upstairs hiding when I entered the party. I noticed, because I was looking for you,..your why I came you know." he whispered into my ear. I bend my legs, and with his arms still around me I plopped onto my fluffed couch. Justin came down with me.
"How do you...do you know...but she deserved it..I...I...," I babbled, choking over my tears. Justin brought my face to nuzzled under his chin, and he kissed my head, shhing me in the process.
"I can tell. I do know..a lot of people do. I know Britney can be a bitch, but she really is like a normal little rich snob, and I'm glad someone finally ruined her damn hair!" he laughed. I looked at him.
"I was going to take a big pin and pop both her silicone pleasures!" I admitted.
"Should of."
"Can you believe...I'm so embarrassed, what can I do? We just got back together, and I knew having Britney at this party was going to break us up..I just knew it..thats why I didn't want to go..nor did I want she too.."
"Shh...baby shhh..." I looked at him, just as he brought his lips to a centimeter away from mine. I pulled away abruptly, I almost let him kiss me. I pushed his arms off of me and stood up.
"I'm not your baby..will you please get out of my house." I said. Justin nodded, and whispered in my ear, "Neither is Taylor.", before he left me in my dark house, alone to cry.
*****-*-*****
Three and a half hours later, it was just past midnight, and the party was still going. Ilana and Isaac were at each other's sides all night. Ike had to fight the urge to grab her and kiss her. Ilana on the other hand, felt weird. She had these two nerves gripping at her stomach and heart all night. She wished I hadn't left and she wished she could run away and console me at the same time. She also felt jealous of Zachary and Kerri. They were hand in hand all night, and she wished she could find her "someone" to do that to her..but yet, she wished that someone was Isaac and me all together.
"Have you seen Teaching Mrs. Tingle yet?" Isaac whispered. Ilana looked up at him, her brown eyes gazing up at him.
"No."
"Would you like to come see it with me sometime?" Oh no, she thought. What's going on, I can't tell him no because I like, but what about Amanda?
"Sure, that would be great," she looked down at her watch, panicked. "But, it's almost 1 and thats my curfew so I better get going. Ask Amanda for my # if you want to call me sometime." she got up, joined Kerri for a moment, whispered something to her and left.
Zac watched Ilana leave, and he wondered what Isaac had done to make her leave so quickly. They were getting along great, weren't they. "Is she okay?"
"Yeah she's fine. Her curf is one and her parents are very strict. I dunno why, but they are." Kerri replied, smiling her green and brown lips. Her make-up was starting to come off, and Zac could see her natural features. She was beautiful, her skin was a perfect tan color, and she had the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen. They were brighter then his brother Taylor's eyes were when he was excited. Her hair was wild, light brown and red curls uncurling by her face. She had the most beautiful hair he had ever seen. Almost everything about her was perfect. Where have you been hiding all my life? He thought to himself as he watched Kerri sip her orange punch. "What? You've been staring at me like that all night, why?" she asked, looking up at him.
"No reason. Hey...um..have you ever been to the laser tag place lately?" he asked, trying to change the subject. Kerri laughed.
"Of course. I go twice a week. Me and Amanda go together. I think we're suppose to go on Wednesday,..do you want to come with me?"
"Like a date? Or just like friends?" Zac blurted, his eyebrow raised. She looked at him, her eyes turning shiny.
"A date Zac, why not?" she flashed him a smile that took his breath away. Even her teeth are perfect, he thought with a smile.
"Cool." he replied the smile. "It's getting late, like it's one thirty already..whens your curfew?" he asked. Kerri's smile faded, and she looked away from him. I which I had a curfew, she wanted to say.
"I don't have one..my dad doesn't care when I come home, as long as don't come home with anyone..especially with the cops." she whispered. Zac was puzzled.
"Want me to walk you home?" he offered.
"No!" Kerri blurted. Zac looked hurt., "No, it's not that I don't want to, it just that my dad would hurt me..nevermind you."
"What do you mean?," he trailed off, "Does he hurt you?" he asked. His heart ragging against his chest. Kerri start to talk,but then stopped.
"I..I better go. Sorry...I'll..I'll talk to you tomorrow." She stood up, stumbling slightly, her knee starting to throb. Earlier tonight, her father caught her taking a shower without permission, and when he pulled her out of the shower by her hair he grabbed her curling iron, that had been heating for later tonight, and beat her with it. She had burns and bruises on her knee, and it was now again starting to hurt.
Kerri blinked back tears as she waved good-bye to the Hanson family, thanking them while walking out the door.
*go to..*