Drella

I knocked the door again. I looked down at what I was wearing, a fitted dark red dress to my mid-thigh. There was no answer so I knocked again. Eventually Mike opened and sighed. "Finally," I rolled my eyes.
"Hey Drella," he nodded.
"Is Vic ready?" I asked.
"No, he's sick,"
"Bullshit," I laughed.
"He is. Really sick,"
"What's wrong with him then?" I questioned, folding my arms across my chest.
"Stomach bug,"
"I don't believe you,"
"I know,"
"He just doesn't want to go, right?" I asked and Mike silently nodded. "Can I talk to him?"
"Sure," Mike shrugged. He stood back to let me in and I hurried upstairs. I came to Vic's room and walked in. He had his back to me, his legs tucked up to his chest and his headphones in. I went over and tore them from his ears. He sighed and turned around to face me.
"You're not ill," I snapped.
"Leave me alone, Drella," Vic muttered.
"Why?"
"I don't want to go. I don't want you to make me,"
"And why don't you want to go? Did you think about how it would be nice for me to have my best friend there with me in case something goes wrong with Jaime? I don't know him. He could try to make me do something I don't want to," I said and pinched the bridge of my nose. "I know you don't want to go,"
"Did you think why?" he asked. "Most of the people there are the ones that watch when the assholes decide it's time to call me names and beat me up. Do you know how many times I've gone home bleeding because of them?! No. It's bad enough at school, why would I want to go to someone's house to get beaten up?"
"I'm sorry," I muttered.
"You get me so much, Ella. Just not about this. You don't know what it's like to be beaten up because of who you are. So leave it. Can we just forget it? You go. I stay here. Then tomorrow we'll pretend this didn't happen,"
"Okay," I agreed. "Vic, I really am sorry,"
"I know. Go have fun,"
"Thanks," I smiled and sat down next to him. I wrapped my arms around him. "I'll see you tomorrow,"
"Bye," Vic said and I got up. I walked down and out of the house.
I started walking to the party. It was only a block away.
When I reached the house I saw Jaime and Tony leaning up against the wall outside. I went over and Jaime saw me. He grinned and opened his arms for me. I hugged him and pulled away. "Hey," I smiled.
"Hi. You look great," he replied.
"Thanks,"
"Where's Vic?"
"Oh, he couldn't make it. He's sick,"
"Oh no," Tony frowned.
"He'll be fine," I shrugged.
"Do you want to go inside?" Jaime asked. I nodded in reply and we went inside. Jaime went to get me a drink and I stood with Tony. It wasn't awkward, it was nice.
"Vic isn't really sick," Tony suddenly said.
"He isn't," I agreed.
"He's a really nice guy,"
"He's the best," I added.
"Can you tell Jaime I ditched?"
"Don't fancy being third wheel?" I asked lightly.
"Vic isn't the only one that gets bullied," Tony sighed before he turned and walked out of the house. Jaime came back over and handed me my drink.
"What is it?" I teased.
"Just a beer,"
"You trying to get me drunk, Preciado?"
"Trying being the word," he laughed.
"Oh, Tony ditched. He didn't want to be here,"
"Thought he would," Jaime nodded.
"So, rumour has it you play bass," I said.
"That one's true,"
"And the one about you considering flat ironing your hair?"
"And that one. But after high school,"
"You should dye it," I urged.
"What colour?"
"Blonde. Just a little at the front,"
"You think?" he raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah. I do like your curls though," I giggled.
"First date and you're already trying to change me,"
"It's what I do," I grinned.
When we left the party it was two in the morning. Jaime was walking me back home which was sweet. I normally walked alone this time of night. Jaime suddenly took my hand and I looked down at him. He smiled at me as we turned into my house. I went to go in but he pulled me in for a hug. I smiled and hugged him back. Then Jaime pulled away a little. I looked at him and reached up to kiss him. His lips pressed to mine and I kissed back. After we pulled apart and I saw him grinning.
"I really like you," Jaime told me.
"I like to you,"
"Do you want to go out with me, maybe? Like be my girlfriend,"
"Yeah," I nodded. He grinned again and kissed my lips quickly. "I should go," I told him.
"Okay,"
"I'll see you at school," I said and reached up to kiss his cheek. I turned to my door and opened it. Jaime waved and jogged away to the sidewalk. I closed my door behind me and leant up against it, a smile tying the corners of my lips.

Notes

Hey! I know it's been a while but I'm sorry! I've been so stressed lately. What do you think? I'll update soon :)

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