It's a Love-Hate relationship

CHAPTER 40: I'm a real chick magnet here

Undeniably, unchangeably, and unfortunately, my dumb ass could not get itself out of this situation today considering there are 5 very determined people currently taking turns watching and gawking at me like I was a mental patient on the verge of losing my damn mind. Technically, I am. I barely make it to the beer crates before Blake drags my arm and gets me one himself.

"Get me out of here and I will do anything you like. Anything." I purr and snuggle in Blake's current hold on me. He snickers and holds me even closer.

"I know you are not the slightest bit interested in me. Stop playing flirt! Enjoy a party for once." He commands and I roll my eyes, sighing as I take my beer out of his hand and take a huge swig.

"Woah, easy there, honey. At that rate, you'll end up in my arms by the end of the night." Shawn grins and I fake gag, pushing him out of the way to take a seat on some of the chairs near the beer crates. Caleb pulls one out for me and I nod at him.

"I will gladly stay until this party ends. Just make sure I do not get drunk to the point where Shawn becomes my favorite person." I say while Noel stands behind me and puts his arms around my shoulders.

"Shawn never becomes anyone's favorite person. Even when drunk." Noel says and sticks his tongue out at Shawn who flips him the bird.

"I need to find a better group who appreciates me." Shawn dramatically sniffs and pouts, earning a hit from Blake.

"Trust me, Shawn. The only way you will find that is when you're the last guy on earth." Caleb shoots.

"Oh, fuck off, Anderson. I'm a real chick magnet here."

"Wanna bet? You or Anderson?" Blake asks, quickly standing up and hopping on both feet simultaneously.

"No...I mean, yes, I don't mind. But he doesn't want to stand up." We chuckle and let him continue his stammering. "Tell you what. Me and you. Let's go. Last one to get a girl will have to willingly turn her down."

"Damn. You guys are players. Is this what you usually bet on?" I ask and take another full swig of my beer, suddenly aware of the amount I've already consumed.

"We don't usually bet on girls. But well, everyone here is wasted. The poor girls will barely remember their faces in the morning." Noel pipes up and I nod.

"We'll see about that," Shawn says and quickly gulps down his beer, dragging Blake off towards the crowd.

The bonfire party is definitely a big deal around here as Maddie mentioned. Everyone from school is present, partying and getting wasted, not caring about the consequences. A pick up stood in the far right end, blasting loud music from the enormous speakers it holds. A big beer keg feeds a few girls and boys as they loudly cheer for the person chugging from it. I spot a few people playing beer ping pong near the bonfire while the rest stroll around in shorts and bikinis, some swimming, making out and doing god knows what.

My hands slide down to the hem of my dress, tugging at it as if it would gradually increase by a centimeter. I would gladly celebrate at that but the pesky little thing stayed right on my mid-thigh. I considered slapping myself hard for even agreeing to wear this dress just in order to piss off Jason which, by the way, I did manage to do unless him glaring at me and then randomly pulling a girl to dance is not considered enough pissed off.

"Fancy seeing you in a dress, tomboy." I roll my eyes and look to my right, seeing Caleb taking a sip of his second bottle already and grinning at me. Something flutters in my chest at the sight of that lopsided grin and I find myself smiling back at him. A feeling of relief settles in my chest once I notice that there is nothing awkward between us from the fight between Jason, him and I the other night.