"I don't want to go!" I whined.
Luke chuckled. "I don't care. You're going so stop whining about it and get dressed."
"No." I huffed.
"Then you're going like that because even if I have to drag you out of this house, you're going."
I let out an annoyed squeal as I stomped my foot and crossed my arms as I glared at Luke from the doorway of his room.
"Throwing a tantrum like a two year old won't save you. Just get dressed. Adam's going."
"I still don't want to." I snapped.
"But you're going."
"I won't have fun."
"Tough shit. Go get dressed." He said, slipping his shirt off over his head.
"Luke!" I whined.
"You're just wasting time." He tsked.
I groaned and stomped my way into my room.
"Stomping won't work either." He yelled down the hall.
"Whatever." I snapped, sifting through my clothes for something to go to this stupid party that Luke is dragging me to. I decided on a pair of dark denim shorts and a black halter top with pink and silver cheetah print on the top. Sure, it looked... revealing. But if Luke wanted me to go, then I was going to make him regret it so I wouldn't have to go to another one again. I really didn't want to go to this stupid party. Nothing good ever happens at parties.
When I was dressed, I straighted my hair and pulled back my bangs with bobby pins and caked on my makeup. I slid on a pair of flip flops and then went downstairs where Adam, Jack, and Luke were waiting for me. They were all facing away from me, though, watching TV.
"Ariana isn't coming?" I whined.
Adam chuckled, "She's not the partying type." He said, not turning away from the TV.
I walked towards them, but they still couldn't see me. "Yeah, well neither am I." I huffed.
Adam was the first to look over at me and he did a double take, his eyes bulging out of his skull and his jaw dropping so low, I thought he would dislocate it before he snapped it shut again.
"What? Do I have something on me?" I asked, examining my outfit, scanning for a stain or something.
"No, you look great." He said, his face was full of lust, making me blush vigrously.
"You're not wearing that." Luke said firmly.
"Then I'm not going." I said, glaring at him.
"That's how you're going to get out of going to this party? By dressing like that?"
I nodded innocently. "Is it working?"
Luke smirked. "Nope. Let's go."
I let out a whine sound. "Lukey!"
Jack and Luke started walking towards the door but Adam grabbed my hand and started dragging me towards the door. "C'mon, it'll be fun."
"No it won't." I pouted as we all filed into Adam's Hummer.
"You just go for a few hours, dance and get drunk." Jack said from the back seat.
"I'm not drinking." I said firmly. "I'm going to the damn thing, but I am not drinking."
"That's what they all say." Luke tsked.
"Well I'm not." I snapped, already in a crabby mood.
Adam put my hand in his, easing some of the tension in my body. "It'll be fine."
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Little Miss Perfect
Teen FictionLindsay Wilson was born different from everybody else. No, she's not a vampire, werewolf, or some super hero. But she can use her whole brain to function. Lindsay knows everything about everything. She has a perfect, photographic memory, and she has...