"Don't call me that."
- Kinsley Pines

8 Months Earlier.....

   •The Party•

I look pretty in pink. Not as hot as I would in red or as rebellious as I would in black, but in pink I was pretty. It clashed with my dark hair and dark eyes giving off a since of innocence yet... seductive. Maybe my dress was a few inches to short, and yes it definitely clenched against my body as if it was skin. With spaghetti straps that showcased my toned arms and collar bone. It was a light pastel pink with a satin sort of shine and on the sides of my stomach the dress had a small cut out revealing a bit more skin.

" Finny Boy's  not going to going to be able to keep his hands off you!" Nani slapped  my ass as she walked with a radiant smile. Her blonde ponytail swaying as she walked away.

" Tonight isn't about Finn, it's a girl night." I stated while applying my eyeliner.

Nani and Bee both shared a look " She's doing its again." Nani sung playfully

" Doing what?" I asked turning away from the mirror my lip gloss still in hand.

" Using us as cock blocks." Bee bluntly says she applies perform.

I scoff, and turn back to face my self. The floss nearly touching my lips until I froze my eyes wandering of my slightly bruised shoulder. " Am not." I lied and began placing the gloss over my lips.

" You literally invited us to your romantic vacation at his Winter Cabin in Iceland last year." Nani stated.

" It was a group vaca." I shrug while applying my eyeliner.

" Okay, how that Valentines Dinner on the beach, that you invited us to." Bee added

" You guys didn't have to come."

" We didn't know we would be 3rd wheeling!" Nani laughed

" If anything Finn was. " Said Bee with a smirk.

" Poor guy probably hates us, were always taking away his girl." Nani wrapped herself over my shoulders and laid her head against mine making a pouty face as we stared into the mirror. " But not tonight, it about you and him. He literally through this Party for you guys anniversary."

I rolled my eyes " Were to young to be throwing  anniversary parties. And he and I are a so on and off it's hard to say when we really even started dating. He can call it what he wants, this is just can excuse for him to get wasted."

" And excuse for ALL of us to get wasted don't be a Debbie Downer Kins it's your night. Spend it with your man and have a blast. Bee and I have made a vowel not to get in the way of you an Finns alone time. Right Bee."

Bee shot thumbs up. Furthering confirming my reason to be disappointed.

" What happen?" Nani asked. I force a smile again hoping she didn't notice my fallen expression " Nothing just excited about tonight."

Her manicured fingers brushed over my shoulder. " No, I mean what happen here."

I chuckled " A swan lake is what happen. Fell at less 2 times trying to nail it." They didn't question it, which makes since because they had no other reason to suspect anything else.

" Come on its Damn near 10 we should get going. Zane and Lucas are already there."   Nani looked in the mirror one last time before grabbing her purse.

We all did the same following her out the door and into the empty hall.

"  Does he have to bring him everywhere." I grumbled

" Play nice. Lucas isn't for you to jab insults at all night. I figured that if he comes, he and Bee could kick it off. You know that way she doesn't feel left out." She spoke softly as we both eyed Bee. Who's only love interest these past few months was her Volleyball couch, but not even she had taken him seriously. While Nani and I where Knee deep into committed relationships Bee was into testing the waters. She was into sex, and had more than a few hocks ups Nani and I figured her sexual appetite was rooted to her rebellious nature against her strict parents wanting to show them that she could be her own person while mastering everything they threw her way. She worked hard for her image, and apart me wandered if she viewed being in a serious relationship as a flaw to her imagine. I've known her for years and I've never seen her gush over a guy, or scribble her name down with hearts next to his. Never seen her remotely interested in anybody. Ether she was just good at hiding it, or we just never noticed.

" Her and Lucas?" I chuckle " If only I had your eye oh Holy Match Maker." I tease causing her to laugh and for me to join.

" Well, well Its to early to be the witching hour,Must be heading to work your corner instead ." All of us groaned in annoyance has we heard the familiar voice of Adam Gurney. He leaned against his door frame, with a smug expression, he wore a blank muscle shirt accompanied by his usual choice of flannel and dark jeans. His long shaggy hair had been slightly trimmed to his shoulders where the strap to his guitar case hung.

" Very funny Gur, Just admit you're sad you're not invited." I tauntingly pout.

" Trust me Kinny, If I wanted to see a bunch of snobby high school rich kids get wasted I'd watch Gossip Girl. I've got better things to do anyway."

" Like what?" Bee chuckled " Jacking off."

A smile spreads across his lips. " Wouldn't you like to know."

Nani and I dramatically gaged as Bee rolled her eyes at him. " As if... Puny." Gurney hated that nickname, his face went red which was something only Bee could ever seem to do to him. I don't what it was that made him so crazy about her, Gurney spent his nights with East Side girls, girls with stories, girls badge girl, and girls with hardship. And that's exactly what he loved the most about them, the fact that they were so different from our side of town. I guess Bee had that aesthetic, she was smart but dangerous, sexy but hard to get and all those traits made Gurney down for the chase.

All he could do was smile in amazement at her, taking the hits as we walked away. Bee gave a flirtatious wink as we went into the elevator and the doors closed. Gurney still leaning against his door frame holding onto his guitar.

" Aww come be Bee, why don't you give him chance." Nani pleaded.

" Puny's cute. I sleep with him, he's the kind of guy to fall in love by morning. And I'd break his heart by noon." Bee explained.

" He's better than half those douche bags you've slept with." I added.

She shrugged. " Yeah, but the chase is always fun."

" Not when he gets exhausted." The words left my mouth and Bee's lips twitched as she thought of a rebuttal but out came nothing. The elevator doors open and eventually we get into my car.

All of my friends had big ass houses with fat ass gates wrapped around them and 8 different garages. Finn's house was no different if anything it was bigger than everyone else's relatively big house. Finn loved hosting parties because then everyone saw the grand life he lived. Made him feel powerful, as if it was his own Kingdom. No matter how much he said it this party was never for me. Finn wanted to show the world his perfect like, his big house, his money, and his girl a celebration of everything " his." 2 months ago we had yet, another "break "after  I found out he was 7 inches deep in some
Sophomore  named Sinclair.  At first, I didn't care who Finn spent his time with. He was always careful knowing the embarrassment of a cheating scandal,  he picked his side chicks wisely. Sinclair was different, she was a bit more naive feel for his charm and dare I say feel in love and since she was a virgin before Finn I could understand her attachment.

She wouldn't leave Finn alone, and no matter how much she declared her love for him and told everyone about her "romantic" first night. Finnegan denied and denied, claimed he would never pop the cherry of some East Side scholarship kid, and scowled her for " her jealously, and attempts of  tampering with  our relationships." They aided with Finn, because the felt like siding with Finn was siding with me. His  girlfriend since damn near the 8th grade. If there's anything high school kids love, it's drama and vicariously living through someone else . They  gushed over Finn and I's relationship as if we where Megan Markle  and Prince Harry. Insulting are relationship to them was like coming for the royal family. They figurine Sinclair was some jealous East Sider. They tormented her, made her life a living hell at Corduroy High. And there was nothing she could do about it but abandon her scholarship and transfer back to the East Side. All because some affair with Finnegan Ranger.

I didn't have much of say. Didn't resent Sinclair, if anything I sympathized for her. Never told it to her face, she avoided me like the plague. So for the 3rd time that month I broke up with Finn or as we like to say " took a break" not because of scandal, even though I knew it was true everyone else failed to believe that oh saint Finn would ever cheat on Queen Kinsley. Though he did plenty of times.

They figured I was the problem, since I was always the one always dictating our "breaks." But even they knew they would never last.

" Come on Kins! Get out of the fucking car. It's time to shake our ASSES." Nani gleamed as she closed the car door.  Her black  dress clenching against her body and her slick high pony tail swinging as she headed towards the door excitedly.

" You have a boyfriend!" Bee reminded as she trailed after her.

" Lucky him." Nani laughed both of them stopping to wait on me. As I got out of the car with no enthusiasm my heels hitting the pavement.

" You're  already late to your own party Kins move with a purpose!" Bee clapped. " We're missing the BOOZE." She emphasized.

Forcing a tight smile they both grabbed me by arms and hurried to the door. The music blasting loudly and red plastic cups covering the front yard along with people making out against there cars " discreetly" fucking in the bushes or carelessly smoking a blunt.

The outside compared knowing to the insides. Finn's party had no structure everyone went bat shit crazy all the time. The neon light flashed and Nani's lips sticks and Bee's pink eyeliner glowed against the dark.

They looked at each other and smiled. I looked down and saw my body shimmer with pink and gold from the numerous amounts of body glitter Nani had rubbed on me and my face.

Neon was the theme, I and glowed like a damn Pixie Fairy.

" You look hot." Bee complimented bluntly with a straight face.

Zane approaches out of nowhere wrapping his dark leather jacket differing from the neon but his lip piercing shimmered against his skin he around his arms around Nani sending her by surprise he whispered something lowly in her ear causing her to giggle.

" Yeah where here too." Bee stated only earning a scowl from Zane. Nani forced a laugh in order to ease the tension between Bee and Zane's intense glares.

"Bee." He greeted before turning to me and doing a simple nod of acknowledgement. " Kinsley."

" Where's fucking Waldo?" I asked.

Zane shrugged "  Somewhere around here. Finns goons spotted him out as soon as we walked through the door. He's probably stealing the toilet paper."

" What?" Bee asked in confusion.

" Best way to sabotage a party is hiding the toilet paper. Going to be a bunch of nasty motherfuckers around here." Zane explained with a prideful expression at Lucas antics.

" Why would he even come, he knows Finns after his head after...." Nani's words trailed as she looked towards, I sent her narrowed eyes causing her to backtrack. She laughed nervously and hooks  on to Zanes forearm.

" What are we all just standing here for let's dance-"

" After he kissed Kinsley."  Bee said causally, not seeing anything wrong with it.

      The Kiss night have happened a month ago, but it was still considered fresh gossip at Corduroy High.  My resent for Lucas Hart was evident, everyone at school knew or at least they did until I kissed him in front of everyone contradicting everything I stood for. School Gossip Girls created there own theory, some  would say Lucas and I where fucking undercover and used the whole " I hate you thing" as a alibi. Others figured me kissing Lucas at the party was out revenge to Finn, and being single for the first time, since our last break up,  it had went to my head. Some would consider the kiss an act of  pure feminism and dominating the male patriarchy. But the majority of the school, just narrowed it down to one word.

Slut•ism

         Noun
                 To be a slut.

Similar: Tramp, Skank, Whore. Etc.

I kissed Lucas and won his stupid game with the  art of seduction. Not my fault men are so easy.

                   " Bee how about you go track down Lucas. See if he wants to dance." Nani suggested.

" I'm tracking down the booze first." She replied before walking off. Nani gave me an apologetic look. " You two go dance... I'll find Finn." I lied giving her a smile of reassurance as Zane lured her into the crowd.

That was the last time I saw Nani that night.

The neon lights flickered with the bass of the music and a sea of bodies danced in a pool of flashing colors. The "Hi's" and greetings where drowned by the music and even though people attempted to speak, there words where hushed by the provocative lyrics of the song. Everybody glowed, with the night but even in the dark. I could see Finnegan Ranger.

On the other side of the room, surrounded by bodies and bodies moving against the current, a beer bottle pressed against his lips. Neon hand painted prints covered his toned exposed chest as he only wore a pair of black jeans and neon green necklace. Even in the mist of party his hair was slicked back not a strand out of place. He created these lavish parties, but I don't think he ever truly enjoyed them. It was all for image, all for a distraction. He couldn't let lose, not when his "girlfriend" had yet, to acknowledge him not when the whole reason he had planned the party, didn't even want to spend it with him.

Finnegan was a as stiff as board. Not even the luxurious of a party could get him off his high horse. While girls grinned and his friends played beer pong. His agitation remained evident, like a angry king. All because his "Queen" had yet to arrive.

His eyes gazed the crowd, before landing on me. Cold, not even my presence could warm his icy appeal. There was no relief , if anything he only seem to be even more upset. He didn't have to push or shove, when he moved they moved making his stride across the room effortless.

Shit.

I turned away ready to pushing through the crowd, not ready to play pretend just yet.

" Kinsley!" He called after already wearing the mask of a charismatic boyfriend, but I ignored him maneuvering past sweaty party goers and finally finding sanctuary in the down stairs bathroom.

Panting for air I closed the door shut, locking it behind me.

Not yet, Finn. I just need a few more minutes before I have to smile again. A few mutinies alone before I have to  face the crowd.

                         " Ever heard of knocking?" 

What the fuck!

I jump started, and for the first time noticing I wasn't alone.  Lucas held an amused grin and a roll of toilet paper in his hand.   

      " So the rumors are true, you really are a weirdo?"  I scoffed.

He shrugged tossing the roll in the bathtub along with countless of other ones, and one swift motion cut on the shower drenching the tissue.

                    " Nothing weird about revenge KP, people are gonna be wiping there ass with living room curtains by the end of night. Or they could dive in his jacuzzi for some."

             " This is my party too you know." I stated.

"Oh right my bad. Happy anniversary." He said sarcastically. " What do you guys even classify as a dating time period. Is it from the first time every dating, or does time start over ever time you to break up."

I fold my arms. " None of your Damn business."

He raises both of his hands at my hostility " Woah, my bad Ms. Ranger. Didn't know it was such a touchy topic."

" Don't call me that."

He shrugs taking a seat on the counter. " I'll have to call you that eventually won't I? Might as well let it slip from the tongue."

Silence fell over both us.

I hated him. He was always as ass. Always had it be a fucking wise guy.

" Choke on your tongue you jackass. No wonder he doesn't like you."

He laughed not threaten by my harsh tone.
" Nah,  he doesn't like me because I kissed his girlfriend. Correction she kissed me."

I gagged. " Don't remind me."

Lucas scoffed. " Don't flatter you're self sweetheart. Kissing you was in fact just like " choking on tongue."

I gasp, insulted by his insult as he laughed. " I know something else you could choke on you stupid dick-"

" Ahhh, shhhhh." He pressed just fingers to my lips, my body tensed and rage went through my body. " You're stressing KP. Don't let my wit ruin your horrible night. Maybe after your next break, I could teach you how to do better."

I swat his finger away. " There won't be a next break."

He raised an eyebrow a smirk still on his lips. " Right because 12 times in a year is enough."

It's not lie. Finn and I did have "breaks" quite frequently. 12 is about the best estimate for the year.

" Look at you keeping count." I tease. Stepping closer to him body between his legs as he sat on the counter. The mirrors growing misty due to heat from