Nothing like Us

WTH! (What The Hell...)

Part 1

Mélaysia's POV

I knew I was dead the soon as I looked at the clock. It was well past my curfew and I lost track of everything, including the time because I was so caught up talking to Jack. My father was going to kill me. I finally stumbled through the door around one thirty in the morning and was surprised to see the lights off, maybe I was going to get away with this after all. I ascended the stairs, trying to stay as quiet as possible, hoping not to wake my parents up. I reached my bedroom door and turned the handle slowly, pushing the door open to reveal my father, glaring at me. "Where were you young lady?" he bellowed as I looked at the ground, I was in for it now. "Daddy I can expla..." He cut me off before I could even finish my sentence. "Do you know what time it is? The movie ended over two hours ago. You were suppose to be in bed over and hour and a half ago!" He stepped closer to me, "And is that alcohol I smell on your breath? Mélaysia where the hell were you?" He was fuming at this point and I knew better then to lie because he would only find out the truth eventually. My voice was barely a whisper as I explained the party I went to, "I'm sorry daddy, I just wanted to have a little fun for once." He stared at me with a cold expression, "Well your night out just cost you leaving this house for a month! You keep up this habit of going to parties and getting drunk and you will go no where with your life! Do you understand me?" I shook my head quietly, trying to hold back the tears threatening to spill out from my eyes. My father stormed past me and slammed the door behind him. As soon as he was gone, a sob escaped my lips as I laid crumpled in a ball under my covers until I fell asleep. 

Jacks G POV

I knew that I had just met her but she was just to intriguing. From her gorgeous eyes to that infectious smile, I had made it my mission to get to know this girl better. But when she looked up at something last night and got up and ran out from the party, I was left confused. I had thought she was starting to feel me considering we sat and talked at that bar for over an hour but now I wasn't so sure. "What's got you looking like your gold fish just died?" Sam laughed and Johnson joined in not much later, "He's upset over getting ditched last night." They both continued laughing as I just scowled at them, "You know, you can both leave or shut up," I announced while pointing to the door, and as their laughing died down, I went back to thinking  what I could have possibly done to make her leave like that last night. 

Part 2 

Lukes POV

I had cleaned myself up after getting puked on and now, I held Maria's hair as she got sick once again. The amount of alcohol this girl consumed was beginning to worry me. She slumped onto the bathroom floor and held her head in her hands. To say I felt uncomfortable was an under statement, we had not talked in over three years since I cut her off for no apparent reason, so I stood a good distance away and just watched her. She had begun crying and I was starting to feel bad so I knelt down and wrapped her in my arms. "Hey, it's okay, don't cry Ria." I rubbed her back as she continued to sob into my shirt, definitely leaving marks on the material. "Why did you just leave? We were best friends and you just stopped talking to me," She choked out the last sentence. What was I suppose to say to her, I didn't really have an answer to give the vulnerable girl sitting in front of me, so instead I picked her up and carried her home. Her parents were not home which did not come as a shock to me so I searched for the spare key under the large rock that had not moved in the past three years. Maria had fallen asleep in my arms as I gently placed her on the neatly made bed. I looked around her room one last time and noticed a picture of the two of us on her night stand. It was my favorite one and I had the other copy sitting in my room. She was kissing my cheek with the biggest smile plastered on her face while I was trying to pull away, with a grin to match her own, I couldn't help but chuckle at how familiar this felt to me, almost as if nothing changed in the past three years, but it had. 

Maria's POV

I had woken the next morning, regretting opening my eyes as the sun was to bright to handle considering my head was pounding. I sighed and covered my face, "Why did I drink so much last night?" I groaned to myself. The last thing I remembered was taking shots with Mallory at the bar. How I got home is a mystery to me. I sat up in bed and the room spun so I laid back down trying to ease the dizziness creeping over my body. I reached for my phone and looked at the time, 1:30 in the afternoon. Nothing like wasting my day curing my hangover. I went to put the phone down but it buzzed to life shortly after, indicating I had a message. I grabbed it and looked at the notification, surprised to see it was from Luke. I entered my pass code and read the message, *We need to talk about last night...Luke*. What had I done in my drunken stupor? 

Part 3 

Cassies POV

The party had been a success. Everyone was happy and I was the talk of the school at the moment. I could not have been happier. And to my surprise Maria had actually shown up, as well as Mélaysia. We had not been on best terms as long as I could remember and that was mainly my fault. I started the rumors about her which eventually led to the end of our friendship as well as her and Luke's. I don't think she will ever forgive me for that, and I know Mélaysia definitely will not. But maybe this is a start to rebuilding our friendship, after all I still trust these girls. They kept my biggest secret from the entire school even after everything I did. Maybe that is why I started the rumors in the first place, to distract everyone and have the negative attention on Maria and Mélaysia for once and to keep my own insecurities from bringing attention on myself. 

Part 4

Roxannas POV

The fact that Cameron walked around like he owned the place bothered me to no end. He had followed me all night during the party, stopping occasionally to flirt with some drunk slut he was hoping would put out for him. It was around two in the morning when he pushed me up against the wall claiming he knew that I wanted him as much as he wanted me. I couldn't help but scoff in his face in that moment and push him away disgusted, knowing he was beyond drunk.  But now that I am in my room thinking about it, he did kind of turn me on. "Mallory?" I shook her awake and she grumbled before opening her eyes, "What?" She responded, the sleep clearly still in her voice. I laughed quietly, "Why is Cameron starting to have an affect on me?" "What do you mean?" I sighed, "I am starting to feel attracted to him." She laughed, "Aren't you suppose to hate him?" I sighed, "That is exactly why it scares me...."