Chapter Twenty- Coming to this party is worst decision of my life (Part One)

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Chapter Twenty - Coming to this party is the worst decision of my life (Part One)

Parties are not my thing. I have always told myself that. But some experiences change your perception about something. Walking on the footsteps of a common nerd, I never thought of venturing towards that particular path of extroverts. I’m a nerd and I’m known as a good girl too when I’m actually not, not completely though I do have some good traits in me.
 
I am just an introvert. Too much socialization suffocates me. It messes up with my head. It makes me crazy and completely uncomfortable. I’d rather like to listen than talking. And I personally hate small talk very, very much. That’s why I don’t want to go to this party. What I’m going to say to them?
 
I had mixed thoughts about this party as I sat inside the car. But mostly my thoughts were negative. I was not too much enthusiastic and the fact that Blaise was looking incredibly hot in blue tuxedo with blue neck tie didn't help either. I looked so dull as compared to him. The dress I wore was hidden under coat and I was wearing black leggings to cover my legs. It was still cold outside. I had a bag with me. When it will time to enter the party, I will get rid of the coat and leggings.
 
But I had put great effort to pull my hair in an elegant bun. It had taken me more than two hours to fix them for a formal occasion and I was still not completely satisfied. I only stopped messing with my hair when my arms were aching bad.
 
"Don't you think we are a bit early?" I asked Blaise nervously as he led me inside. Preparations were still going on and I couldn't see any guest around. The big hall was decorated with golden designs and curtains. It looked like a royal palace. It resembled a lot like that place in New York where mom and dad's wedding took place.
 
"We are early," he replied. "Now we are going to basement." He told me.
 
"Why are we going there?"
 
"That's the place where most of us, I mean we teenagers, spend our time during these parties."
 
"Jessica and Josh are also there?" I asked hopefully.
 
"No. They've not arrived yet. But they will be here shortly." He pulled us towards a staircase and we went downstairs to the basement. There was a big room which led to another and which further lead to another. Finally we were at our destinations.
 
It was a big room with a couch at one side facing a huge television screen on wall. There was a bed pushed towards the other side of the room. Then there was a table where a couple of boys were playing chess. Beanbags were arranged to form a circle. A desk was at corner with a desktop computer. A boy and a girl were playing video games on the Xbox on the remaining corner of the room.
 
I was completely stunned. It was a haven for a teenager. The best place you could ever find. But my admiration of place didn't stay longer as I looked around. There were about five girls and all were dressed so beautifully that I felt completely at unease. They were shining diamonds while I was coal in their comparison. And on the top of that I was Blaise's date. The boy looked straight out of fashion magazine in that three piece suit. I, on the other hand, looked like a homeless wanderer.
 
"You're finally here," a voice I recognized at Nick's asked from behind me. I turned around to face his shirt clad chest. Stepping back, I took a good look at him. He looked great in grey suit and… a yellow tie? I frowned at the only stigma on his rather perfect figure.
 
Then my eyes fell on Emma who looked tall. She was standing at Nick's height dressed in a bright blinding yellow strapless dress glinting with golden stars. It ended mid thigh. She could have posed as Nick's cars headlights with that dress on. And I don't know whether it was Nick or Emma, I bet it was Emma, but I could have fainted by the strong smell of perfume.
 
The temperature was normal inside and I was getting hot. I needed to get out of the coat or I would sweat and smell. Not a good thing. I've sprayed perfume on me. Only small amount. Definitely not like Emma.
 
Emma scanned me from top to bottom and scoffed as if she couldn't believe I was dressed like this- which in her eyes looked low and disgusting. I mentally rolled my eyes. As if her opinion mattered to me.
 
"You look nice, B. But you should get rid of this coat now. It's only cold outside." Nick shot me a million dollar smile. I only smiled back at him questioning his sanity level. How did he even agree to put that tie around his neck?
 
"Sure, I will." I agreed as Nick moved around to greet Blaise. They did their manly hug and punch while Emma had her eyes narrowed at me. Her lips were painted red. At least she didn't put on yellow lipstick.
 
 
"Don't draw on my phone Avril. It's expensive." Nick complained suddenly looking at the other corner of the room I hadn't seen yet. I froze at mention of her name.
 
I knew Avril was in this party. But I didn't know she was behind me. I only needed to turn around and I would catch at least a glimpse. I don't know what I wish for but I don't want her to be an extremely beautiful girl. This is crazy but I can't help myself.
 
"Too bad. I've written 'this phone belongs to an airhead' on its screen with a permanent marker." Her voice came. It only made me feel uncomfortable. Even her voice was so nice. And it was filled with so much sarcasm. Maybe she is like Kim. I couldn’t control myself any longer. Out of pure curiosity I finally turned around.
 
I was shocked to see her appearance. She was not a pretty blonde with pretty blue eyes in a pretty dress and pretty high heels. No, she was a brunette with dark brown eyes in jeans and coat and sneakers. Her hairs were up in a ponytail. She was an inch or two taller than me. She looked completely out of place among girls who were wearing beautiful dresses.

She smirked at Nick. Looking at her face, I couldn’t deny  that she was beautiful. She was extremely beautiful. Even with her so casual appearance she had attracted many eyes. Her face was perfect, angelic. But there was something in her eyes, something different and interesting. Even though she didn’t try to, she looked so mysterious. Something was lurking in those brown irises. I didn’t know if it was good or bad.
 
There was a bar at that corner. The place was for teenagers. They could drink too? Some completely illegal crap was going on there. She was sitting on a stool with her back pressed against the counter. She had a phone on her lap and a marker in her hand.
 
Nick took a step forwards but then suddenly reared backward. Of course the reason was Emma who dragged him away towards the television screen. My attention turned back to Avril who tossed the phone carelessly on counter and it slid a few inches before coming to a halt.
 
"Avril you are not dressed yet?" A boy asked. He looked similar to Avril with same eyes and hair. He was definitely athletic with those six pack abs showing. The boy was hot. He was handsome. I could only mouth a 'wow' at his sight.
 
"Look who's talking." She smirked at his form. He was shirtless wearing jeans and barefoot.
 
"It will only take me ten minutes to get ready." He defended himself.
 
"Nah, not possible. You may get into that suit in ten minutes but you will need extra thirty minutes to set your hair." She cocked her hand and looked at ceiling with a concentrated look and then turned her gaze back to the boy. "Or should I say you will take thirty minutes to set your hair and extra ten minutes to get into that suit." I looked away uncomfortably even though she was not speaking to me. That sounded so much like me.
 
"You see, that is Avril." Blaise told me, his breath warming the side of my face and it cooled instantly. The heaters were on inside so it didn't feel that cold. But I was still unwilling to give up my coat. 
 
"She is pretty." I mumbled.
 
He muttered something from my side but I couldn't hear it. I raised a questioning eyebrow at him and he only shook his head asking me to 'forget it'.
 
"Who was that boy?" I asked as the boy who looked like Avril walked away after flipping her. She completely ignored him.
 
"He's her cousin." He said in a hard voice. "And he is a player." He added.
 
"Which game does he play?" I asked only to tease him. I knew what he meant by 'player'.
 
He scoffed. "Breaking girl's hearts. And he is a champion."
 
"Weird game. Do you play it too?" I ventured. He stayed quiet at my side. Why did he turn dumb suddenly? Did he know I knew about his charade?
 
"Never intentionally," He murmured.
 
I frowned at his answer but let it drop. I'll argue with him some other day when he is not my ride to go home so that I can have a dramatic exit.
 
"So, why are we in this party? Why are Nick's parents throwing party at first place?" I changed the topic.
 
"20th marriage anniversary. Something like that." He shrugged. I made a sound just to fill silence. I didn't know what these parties were about. I didn't know what happen in these parties. It was going to be my first experience. And again I was regretting it.
 
"Where is Blaise?" Avril asked loudly looking everywhere but in our direction. "He had gone to get his girl. Is he going to be late? Busy spending time with his girl." She put extra emphasis on ‘his girl’.
 
Blaise cursed from my side as my face heated at her insinuation.
 
"I'm here Avril," Blaise pulled my arm as he walked towards her. I was so reluctant but I had no other choice. Josh and Jessica were not there yet and he was the only one I knew around. Rest were Nick's friends. I felt really uncomfortable being there.
 
‘Coming to this party is the worst decision of my life.' I thought for like hundredth time.
 
Her eyes fell on him and there was a glint in those dark eyes. I wonder how Will had thought that she looked like me. She was so beautiful. We have similar hair color, similar eye color and almost similar height. But our facial structure was different.
 
When she looked at me, she smiled so warmly that I almost jumped back but restrained myself and tried to return it.
 
"Avril, meet her, she is Beryl. My friend." He said the 'friend' part with extra stress. Well, I'm not saying I'm your girlfriend or anything.
 
"So this is Beryl Parker I've been hearing about." She smirked looking at Blaise who stiffened at my side. She returned her eyes at me. "I like your style." She scanned my clothes. "I'd like to try it also. Would you mind?"
 
"No," I answered.
 
"I don't think it's that cold inside here?" She pointed at my coat.
 
"Oh! It was cold outside. I was just…" I trailed off.
 
"Well, I have to get ready now. I'll be back in twenty minutes. And then we will talk. It will be nice to know about my brother's friend." She gave another smirk to Blaise. It made me think of the smirk Jessica gives her brother sometimes.
 
My eyes widened at the new information. Avril is Blaise's sister.
 
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I was no longer wearing my coat or leggings. My midnight dress was in complete view as I stood in front of mirror and stared at myself. My coat was neatly placed near sink but my leggings turned inside out were hanging from the doorknob. I had excused myself to go to bathroom and then got rid of both of the things. It was getting warm so I got rid of coat. And I felt out of place with those leggings so I got rid of them too. I looked okay. The most formal I've ever seen myself.

Shoving my belongings in a bag, I walked out of the bathroom.
 
I frowned at the scene playing in front of me. Blaise was leaning against the wall staring at the ceiling while Kim was talking to him. Neither of them noticed me coming out. From his expression, I could tell Blaise was completely bored. But he was not asking her to leave. That's why boys do. They don't care about what girls have to say. They only care about one thing.
 
She batted her eyelashes leaning forwards as if she wanted to shove her face in his face. A blank look was plastered on Blaise's face and it was extremely hard for me to gauge his reaction. A part of me was screaming inside, asking me to claw at her face while the other part was asking me to poke Blaise's eyes. Very violent thoughts. I pursed my lips and walked towards them. My heels clicked in the a staccato.
 
Blaise lifted his eyes to meet mine. He didn't even acknowledge me or leave Kim's side. She on the other hand placed her manicured hand with nails painted in dangerous tint of red on his shoulder and giggled. No effort from him to remove it also.
 
Oh Gosh! If he wanted to be with her and he should have asked her to be his date not me. I don't want to be humiliated in this party while he is busy with his fan girl.
 
"… knows you want me." I heard Kim murmur seductively and grimaced. I guess I'm interrupting some private time.
 
Blaise looked down at Kim and jumped away from him as if she was fire. His eyes narrowed at her. "I'm here with my date Kim and she is not you. So stop acting like a desperate girl and leave."
 
"Who is your date? I bet she is not even as half beautiful as me." Kim seethed, his tone morphing from that of a seductress to a bratty kid.
 
Blaise fell silent and I felt my heart taking a dip. Great! That was really a hard slap on my face. I wear a dress to come to this party with him and he just has to insult me like that.
 
"Hello Kim, Blaise." I announced my presence and Kim spun on her heels watching me with an evil eye.
 
"She is your date!" She exclaimed loudly pointing at me. "I can't believe it." She huffed glaring at Blaise. "Just because she wore a dress doesn't mean she is me. She is nothing like me."
 
I smiled sweetly at her. "Thanks for that compliment."
 
She snarled at me before stomping away.
 
For next minute the echo of clicking of her heels filled the atmosphere. When I was sure she was gone I gave Blaise a cold look before walking away from him. I left him with my bag though.
 
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I could feel it. There was nothing to deny. I couldn’t even bark at them to keep their eyes to themselves. I didn't know them after all. They were Nick's friends. And they were gawking at me as if they had just seen a clown out of circus in a funeral. I really felt like that clown though. Most of the eyes were on me. It was irritating and it made me really uncomfortable. I looked down at my clothes for like tenth time. They were just like they were supposed to be. I didn't see anything wrong.
 
"Blaise," I whispered tugging at his arm and leaned to him. "Is something on my face or anywhere on me that is making them look at me so weirdly?" I asked.
 
"They are not looking at you weirdly. They are looking at you with admiration. You look so sexy tonight." He admitted. My head shot to look at his face as he spoke those unexpected words.
 
His eyes widened and red tinged his cheeks as he modified his sentence. "What I mean to say is… you look beautiful. No one can stop looking at you." He amended.
 
"Nice try. But I'm not like most of girls. If you are here to make fun of me than-"
 
"What?!" He sounded shocked and I rolled my eyes.
 
"You know, something like you bad boys do. Play with nerds. That’s what you are doing right now. Am I right?" I asked challenging him. If it was a trap then I had already fallen into it.
 
His jaw clenched as he glared down at me. "Why you always think the worst of me?"
 
"You never gave me a reason to think the best of you." I retorted.
 
"What do you want me to do?"
 
"What about stopping this stupid game you are playing with me and leave me alone?"
 
He made a sound at the back of his throat before closing his eyes. I realized we were standing very close to each other. I could feel his rugged breath on my face. My eyes roamed taking in his beautiful visage. His every featured sharpened in anger. He looked even more handsome.
 
He finally opened his eyes. They were burning with anger. And they looked so captivating that I couldn't remove my gaze from them. I could see the fire in them. The green orbs looked incredibly enchanting.
 
But I didn't stray far from reality. Blaise was not good for me. He only wanted to use me. And I won't let him do that, at least not intentionally.
 
He broke his gaze from me and looked around. I didn't remove my eyes from his face. It was the first time I had seen him so angry. And that too with so many people around. He used to look at me with that anger during first months of our interaction and before that. But recently, he had hardly shown that. He would disagree with some things. But I never paid attention at his angry look.
 
It's hormones. I told myself and looked away from him. We stood side by side as adults started filling in the room.
 
"I can't leave you here alone. Josh and Jessica haven't arrived yet." He said through gritted teeth. I wanted to say something rude but held back myself. It was enough for the day. I stayed at his side while he greeted his friends. Avril was nowhere in sight. She was still getting ready.
 
"Who is this beautiful girl?" A boy looked at me.
 
Sometimes I can't help but admit in frustration that boys are perverts. His eyes didn't meet mine but scanned me from top to bottom. I felt so uncomfortable under his gaze.
 
I shifted closer to Blaise. My heart thudded inside my chest. Will he push me away? Will he step away from me? Will he leave me alone with these sharks? I was too busy thinking that the contact of his hand to my waist made me gasp. His warm hand rested on the fabric on my dress. I could still feel heat radiating from his skin. Tingles shot up and down my spine. I resisted a shiver.
 
"She is with me." Blaise answered in a guarded tone. He met that boy's challenging eyes with his own.
 
"You've got yourself a girl? I had thought you were a gay." The boy sounded so surprised. His dark eyes rested on the hand.
 
"Piss off, Ron." Blaise grumbled.
 
Before Ron could say anything, Blaise was pulled away from me by a redhead. Her blue eyes sparkled as she looked at him. Standing on her toes, she leaned forward to kiss him. My breath was stuck in my throat as her lips descended to Blaise'. I didn't see his expressions. My eyes were fixed on the distance between their lips which was decreasing very fast. Just when they were to make contact, her lips turned side, or was it Blaise's head. But thankfully the kiss landed on the side of his mouth. She pulled away batting her eyelashes at him. I recognized her from the party. The night when Blaise was drunk. She was the same girl.
 
"Looks like your Blaisey boy has found his own girl. Why don't you come with me then?" Ron held out his hand for me. I eyed it as Blaise and the red head talked.
 
The pang in my heart was almost unbearable. I wanted to scream at the green eyed boy because green monster was threatening to come out.
 

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