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BAD Things Come To Those Who Wait

I looked down at the outfit I was wearing. I felt totally exposed. It had been two weeks since the last party and the days since then went by so fast I felt dizzy thinking about it. It was kind of a blur actually, the days went quickly and unneventfully.

It was quite a relief, actually, when I had noticed that Rebecca hadn't made a move to destroy me. I was preparing for it. But all I had gotten was death glares when she passed me in the hallways. She still acted like she ruled the school, striking fear into the hearts of anyone that should be misfortunate enough to cross her path.

Now, as I stood looking in the full length mirror in Robyn's bedroom, I could feel the nervousness bubbling in my stomach. My friends were forcing me to go to yet another party, and we all know my colorful history with parties. Sure, the last party went okay, but that didn't mean that every party was going to go as well. So I stared at myself in the mirror, trying not to think about everything that could go wrong.

Robyn and Chrissy had dressed me in something much more provacative than the last time. They forced me into a black straples dress that barely reached mid thigh. I was also wearing black 4 inch heels. My makeup was dark with a smoky effect that caused my blue eyes to pop even more so than usual. My hair was in curls and it fell loosely around my shoulders. Although I couldn't deny that they did a great job with my appearance, I also couldn't deny that this was probably the most exposing thing I had ever worn.

"Would you stop stressing? You're going to sweat away the makeup that I took an hour doing." Chrissy said dramatically.

"Sorry." I mumbled. "I just have a bad feeling."

Robyn rolled her eyes. "You always have a bad feeling when it comes to parties."

"With good reason, though!" I exclaimed.

"Well, we're leaving now, so get over it Nat. You look fantastic, so calm down." Chrissy said with a wink.

Katelyn stood up from her sititng position on the bed and smoothed out her purple cocktail dress.

Robyn linked her arm through mine and pulled me out of the room.

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It took about 20 minutes to get to this party, but when we finally arrived it was already packed. Not that I was expecting anything less, it just always surprised me how many people were so eager to drink until they couldn't see straight and grind on random strangers.

We got out of the car and made our way towards the entrance.

"Who's party is this again?" I asked,

"One of Trent's friends." Robyn answered.

We entered the house and I had to resist putting my hands to my ears to block out the sound of the loud music. Low by Flo Rida was pounding through the speakers. We made our way to the dance floor and it was close to impossible to hold back a laugh when I saw what was there.

'The Four' were making themselves known by shouting the lyrics and dancing around the way pre-teens would at a slumber party. Well, the dancing was mostly Trent and Chase. Andrew and John just particapated in singing while they recorded the other two on their phones. I didn't think the scene could get any funnier until Calvin and Cole broke through the crowd that was growing by the second and began dancing and singing with Trent and Chase. I, along with everyone, laughed loudly as they belted out the lyrics perfectly. {A/N: Song is on the side>}

"SHE HAD THEM APPLE BOTTOM JEANS! BOOTS WITH THE FUR(WITH THE FUR)! THE WHOLE CLUB WAS LOOKIN' AT HER! SHE HIT THE FLOOR(HIT THE FLOOR)! NEXT THING YOU KNOW, SHAWTY GOT LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW!" They all sang together.