Intro
Sunday Soiree
Pretty Faces, tough punches
We need to talk
The Offer
First Impression
The Offer 2
Sunday Soiree
                        I swinged my hand and SMACK!!  placed a hand in that person's face.

Apart from the music everything was dead silent now.

Then I met his gaze. His little brownish, hazeled eyes. Filled with anger.

In that moment I was literally regretting for doing this....


FEW HOURS BEFORE

Freya's Pov :-

I sprayed some perfume on my dress. I looked at the mirror Sighing. Hazel is sweet but I can't if she every time forces me for wearing this type of dress.

"I'm only wearing this today. Okay?"
I said Hazel who was sitting on the bed with her leg crossed.

"Yeah Absolutely" She said with a big grin. she was looking at me like I was her new barbie and she's gonna dress me all pretty everyday. I'm not her barbie, I'm no ones barbie. Ew ! WTF I don't even consider myself as a Barbie .

"Now let's go" She said and gripped my wrist in her small hand and guided me towards the stairs.

"Freya, You're looking so pretty !!" she exclaimed in joy.

"Yeah what ever this red silk dress doesn't suit me at all" I said while rolling my eyes.

But she ignored it all " Oh Freya I'm so excited to introduce you to all my friends. You're gonna love this" She opened the car door and I took my seat in the other side. She's going to drive. Is she a good driver? Am I safe with her ?

I think. Then I looked at her. She was still chirping.

After 20 minutes we stop in front of a Big House like those cliched stories. It was nicely decorated and was surrounded by many cars. These cars were expensive.

We make our way in the House after parking the car safely. Thank God I reached safely, She's a nice driver.

I was new to the place. I look over the place and saw many girls and boys moving their bodies in the rhythm of the beat. The girls were mainly naked. But they looked Hottttt!!  I'll give them that.

No drama Freya. No more drama here
Okay?

My Mum's voice rung through my head.

"Yes, No more Drama" I whispered to myself.

"What ?" Hazel asked. Still searching someone in the crowd.

"Nothing"

In the next minute I felt a squeeze at my hand.

"There they are" Hazel jumped in a playful manner.God help me she's too bubbly to handle . She drag me to a group of people who were sitting at a sofa in a dark corner.

When we approach them They greeted us with a big smile and some of them with hugs.

"This is Freya guys" Hazel pointed me "and she's the new student I was talking about"

Everyone was saying hi to me and I replied them. One of them said "You're looking great by the way" One pretty girl.

"Thanks" I said smiling.

I was liking them until one of them, a red headed guy called on me

"Hey let's dance Freya"

"No thanks" I said smiling.

"No no I insists " He was grinning at me stupidly and was ogling my cleavage which was nearly invisible in this dress. This Bitch

"She can't dance Harry " Hazel said sensing my fury which was rising up.

" I'll teach you darling, a beauty like you will look gorgeous on that dance floor, I'll show you some moves . Come on! " He said while eyeing me head to toe.

Enough  Putting my strong face I said "Fuck Off Harry Berry "

"WHAT!?" He screamed.

Hazel gripped my wrist and made a small nervous laugh "She's joking. Excuse us everyone" she stormed out of the place and took me out of that spot to a comparablly empty place.

"Sorry" I said.

"It's okay" She laughed loudly causing some people to turn towards us. "He's a dork anyway"

I grinned at her.

"Let's grab us some drink" She gripped my wrist once more and guided me through a hallway.

"I can see Hazel"

"I knowwww" I rolled my eyes.

We put some punch in our glasses and seated on a sofa. Jesus how many sofas are here!!??  

I drunk some of the punch and saw Hazel eyeing big bunch of people in the drink counter. We just passed the place few moments ago. She was sipping her drink and eyeing the place carefully. surely there was happening something.

"What are you looking at ? What's happening there? " I asked with great curiosity.

"The Bad Trinity" She said without moving her eyes.

"huh ?" A laugh escaped my mouth.
shaking my head I sipped the punch. "So High-School-bad-boys-with-pretty faces-and-empty-head again ? Meh "

"Edward, Dante and.... Carter" She ignored my Meh totally.

But there was something like she said the name Carter.

"Who broke your heart Sis ?"

"Carter Fucking Smith" Still eyeing them. She seems little angry. Good.

"Yeah Fuck Boys"

"Yeah Fuck Boys" She echoed me with a little laugh at the end.

I eyed the place. One boy in a Red lether jacket was the one who caught my eyes first. There was so many girls surrounding him , he set on the counter and was dropping his drink and the girls fights to drink one drop of that drink. While one others were cheering hard.

What the heck he's doing I frowned my eyebrows in disgust. Ewww man it's no cool

"That's Carter"

"I'm sorry sis but your taste is SHIT I have to say this"

She laughed hard more than necessary. Fake laugh

"No I mean he's cute or whatever but who treats girls like that!? " I pointed towards the place.

"I know I was stupid" she said sighing.

Now I hate Carter Smith

"He was so sweet at first you know. He approached me first and I couldn't say no I mean he's gorgeous..." and then she carried on and on BLAH BLAH BLAH

I was rolling my eyes hard. hope she didn't caught me doing so.

"Okay that's enough" I stood and grab her by her arm, she was small "Our drink is finish Let us shake some booty " I winked at her

She stared at me being surprised but nodded then.

This time I was dragging her. and when we were about to pass the place where the Bad Trinity was a small group of people pushed us unknowningly towards the hoes who were cheering. In that frenzy a person bumped into me and accidentally or should I say purposely accidentally spilling a cold thing all over my damn red silk dress.

Ugh What the heck I didn't think twice

I swinged my hand and SMACK!!  placed a hand in that person's face.

Apart from the music everything was dead silent now.

Then I met his gaze. His little brownish, hazeled eyes. Filled with anger.

In that moment I was literally regretting for doing this....

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                     AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hi I'm Kyle. Hope you liked this chapter. If you did please vote and comment and if you find any errors let me know it will help me a lot.

:)💛🌻

Lastly, who do you think Freya slapped?  ;)




















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Sarah Stewart
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Who who ? Is it Carter ? Tell meeee Btw loving this drama XD
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