chapter 6
It was 8pm Saturday when I got a text from Dylan in our group chat.
Dylan ❤️: i need you guys
Sierra💃🏾: the question is when do you not.
Dylan❤️: shut up sie where the hell is lia
Me: right here bitches wassap
Sierra💃🏾: Hey Lia girl
I laughed at her text
Dylan ❤️: well both of you listen, I am bored as hell so you guys are coming over. No one is home with me, am at the brink of stabbing my eyes out with a fork for entertainment, please come over 😭😭
Sierra 💃🏾: aww baby i got you, come pick me up.
Me: yah I'd rather sleep.
Dylan❤️: no no bitch you cant do me like that send me your address am picking you up for a sleepover.
Me: i don't wanna go am lazy and tired and am not ready to dress up
Sierra💃: Who said anything about dressing up, it's a sleepover come as you are Lia. Please, I'll buy you a chocolate cake on monday.
Well I can't really say no to free food, so i sent them my address and started packing my duffle bag. Then I looked at myself in the mirror. I was in an oversized Shirt with an astronaut bunny printed at the front, and some sleeping shorts that went mid thigh, I definitely wouldn't go anywhere in this but it was a sleepover and Dylan is gay so it's okay.
A minute later I heard someone knock and I slid on my fluffy bedroom sandals.
I went downstairs and saw my mum talking to Sierra with a proud smile on her face.
"Ohh honey you didn't tell me you were going to your friends' " she questioned me with a sweet motherly smile plastered on her face and i had to fight the urge of sending her the bird.
Every day I find myself shocked that she's never received her golden globe because this woman can act.
"I just found out. Bye," I said, not looking at her and dragging Sierra behind me.
"Okay slow down lia, pheww," she said laughing and holding her teddy bear close. Okay now I want a teddy bear.
"Why are you frowning gorgeous?" Dylan asked as we got to the car.
"I don't have a teddy bear," I complained and he laughed.
" I have a bunch just sitting in my room, Harley usually leaves them there," he replied and started driving.
"Who's Harley," I asked.
"My baby sister," he replied and Sierra stretched from the back seat to set the music .
So meet me in the club bottles on my deck... we all holla at the sound of Miley cyrus' feeling myself. We started singing along loudly and laughing
"Up in the club is where you find me, I do it really big, never do it tiny so if you want my huge shit please don't remind me," Sierra sang.
"Sierra that's not what she said," Dylan yelled and we laughed at this point I was crying.
"I don't care and please do not correct me Dylan," Sierra sassed
"I step in this motherfucker just to make it work. I step on the beat just to make my booty twerk so shake shake that shoot like an expert."
"Shake shake that shoot like an expert," we sang a little too loudly and a little too off key. But we honestly didn't care.
We finally arrived at some mammoth mansion and I watched as the gates automatically opened themselves for Dylan, So cool .
"Welcome to my humble homestead ladies. Let's go get loud," he announced and Sierra clapped, smiling big at us. This is gonna be fun.
We entered the house and my jaw literally hit the ground. It was amazing. I mean pulled out of a magazine kinda amazing.
These people had actual crystal chandeliers dangling from the high ceilings, everything was pristine and flawlessly organized, all the colours finely complimented one another, infact if the was not Dylan's home I would argue that no one lived here but the place was cleaned every day to keep it this spic and span, just for the hell of it.
"Why are you home alone by the way?" Sierra asked Dylan unknowingly, knocking me back to reality as well.
"The parents took harley on a trip to disneyland, Hunter is out probably getting wasted with his buddies from bridgeton," Dylan replied while filling shot glasses with liquor. I laughed. I'd never expected these two to be the kind to drink. They looked like the typical go goody two shoes.
"Why doesn't he hang out with people from our school? Isn't he popular ? I saw him at the popular table last time." I asked
"Hunter is sort of antisocial as he is cool, He only did that to piss Toby off, everybody knows Marisa still likes him even if she's dating Toby now. And honestly he still kind of likes her." He said and suddenly I didn't want us to be talking about this anymore, my heart was feeling suffocated it almost felt like jealousy. Why? I do not know.
"Honestly they were together for three years and they were friends before that. You don't expect him to just get over her." Sierra said and I mentally scowled.
"You got any lemons, I can't do shots without lemons." I asked hoping they would all focus on something other than Hunter and Marrisa.
Dylan lit up immediately and waddled to the fridge where he emerged from a few seconds later with a tray of sliced lemons.
"Okay bitches lets get wasted." He yelled and Sierra giggled.
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"No no sierra stop, I can't drink any more," i thought i was a heavy drinker but my my my. Sierra put me to shame. I don't know how much we had drunk but I am pretty sure it was far from just a little.
"Let's dance," Dylan screamed, turning the music up on the speakers.
"I dare you to be a sexy little slut and dance on top of the counter." Sierra beamed and I laughed. She was so dirty when drunk and less of a goody two shoes. More daring and happy. I liked this version of her, so I got on top of the counter trying not to trip.
"Play that music Dylan," I screamed and he laughed then got on the counter with me.
"I might be gay, but daim lia that ass." He said spanking me and I laughed.
"Get off the stage dyl let lia give us a show." Sierra pulled Dylan off the counter.
Twerk by city girls started playing and I started moving. Being half latina had its advantages. I knew how to move even in my drunk state. I could tell I was doing it right.
Sierra got a little too excited and joined me, we were prettymuch entwined in each other, we looked like lesbian strippers. Damn was I wasted. I laughed and Dylan kept cheering us on.
All that dancing was making me feel too hot so I took my shirt off .
"Its so fucking hot." I complained and they laughed. Dylan had already taken his shirt off and was currently sweating and panting like a dehydrated dog on one of the counter chairs, Sierra was now sitting atop the counter clearly exhausted.
"I love this song," Sierra stood up at the same moment earned it by the weekend.
"Come on lia one more dance, dance with me," she cooed making me giggle and we started dancing i dont know how erotic this looked but i was to drunk to give a shit. Sierra had her hands around my waist and we were griding a bit and just having the time of our live. Dylan came back from throwing up the third time this past hour and took a shot. How responsible!
"If I didn't know any better I'd say you two are gay but i know beter," he said and we laughed but kept dancing.
"Well daim, I've never been so happy to leave a party early," someone said from the front of the bar-like room we were in and all our gazes moved to where the voice came from.
We were faced with two people, a subtly surprised looking Hunter and another guy that was smirking. Well this is awkward.