Current Location: Edinburgh, Scotland
Date: November 27, 2005
"You always get dressed up, it's just a party" Winston commented, looking me up and down. He raised an eyebrow, reaching out to touch my pretty collar but I slapped his hand away gently before he could. "It's pretty, I don't want boy germs on it" I poked my tongue out at him.
"I bet you 10 dollars someone will puke on your shoes by the end of the night" Tori commented, a grin plastered on her face as she shoved the cans of alcohol in her backpack. "I will kick their face in if they do" I retorted.
"Don't kick faces in, Penny" Daisy whined, "you'll get blood on my dress" she pouted. I could always count of Daisy to worry about her clothing; it was one of the only things we had in common.
"You two are such princesses, seriously" Tori rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. She was never one to understand dressing up; her way of dressing up was wearing jeans that weren't torn.
"Kiss my class, Tori" I joked, flipping her the bird and walking out of Winston's house alongside the others. The party for the night was only a block away, probably not even that far.
"Can you carry me?" Daisy whined, resting almost her entire body weight on my left arm. I couldn't complain she was pretty light but she almost had me fall to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
"You shouldn't have worn high heels" Tori commented, rolling her eyes and kicking a rock as she walked along. "Hence why I wore combat boots" she shot a proud smile in our direction.
"You always wear those" Winston pointed out, raising an eyebrow. "Because they never go out of style" Tori grinned, laughing.
It was my turn to laugh, "yeah, so stylish, Tori." Tori shot me a glare before a smile grew on her face, "I like being stylish whilst kicking people's butt. It's a hobby of mine."
"Tell us something we don't know" Winston put in his two cents.
The four of us finally approached the house where the party was at. We could already hear the music pumping through the walls of the house and I turned to Winston, giving him a slightly concerned look. I could tell that one of these parties was going to end up with the neighbours complaining and most likely complaints to the police.
He returned the expression as we entered the house, being welcomed by crowds and masses of people dancing, drinking and laughing. I scanned the faces; I knew a majority of people but there were some unfamiliar faces though.
One face that was very familiar to me was the handsome Robert whom lived next door to me. He had to be the most lush boy in the entire school and neighbourhood; with his perfect personality, face and body.
"Wipe the corner of your mouth, I think you're drooling" Winston nudged me in the ribs causing me to quickly wipe the corner of my mouth. I glared at Winston when I realised her was just pulling my leg. "You should talk to him tonight" he commented.
"Me? Talk to Robert?" I scoffed, "but all his friends are around and I'd embarrass him."
"As if" it was Winston's turn to scoff, "they'd be jealous that you're giving Rob all the attention." I rolled my eyes at his comment; this boy told too many lies. But he made a good wing man at parties like these.
"Maybe" I commented quietly. I peered around again and noticed that Tori had already cracked open her can of alcohol and Daisy held a soda in her jewellery clad hands. "I hope Tori doesn't do anything stupid tonight" I added.
"The worse she can do is kill someone" Winston said casually as I looked at him with wide eyes. "I'm kidding" he chuckled, slowly his laughing eased.
We both knew Tori was capable of it.
"I'm going to go get some water" I excused myself, leaving Winston standing somewhere in the crowd of people. I found the kitchen and eventually a glass, turning the tap on and pouring a refreshing glass of water.
"Not boozing it up tonight, are we, Penny?" I heard a deep and seductive voice from behind me. I turned to see that Robert had either 1. needed a drink and this was the place to get one or 2. he followed me.
I'll go with the first option, thanks.
"I'm not a drinker, remember?" I smiled gently, sipping from my glass and then placing in on the counter. I fixed my oversized sweater and ran a hand through my straightened hair, glancing over at Prince Charming again.
"I'm sure you'll like it, you just need to give it a shot" he smirked, helping himself to the fridge but pulling out a can of soda. I held in a giggle and raised an eyebrow. "I've already had my two cans of booze, I'm behaving myself."
"Robert? Behaving himself? I've never heard that one before" I smirked, finishing my glass of water. "Well, believe it. I'm a well behaved man with manners."
"Again, that's not what I've heard" I smirked.
"So, what is it you have heard, m'dear?" Robert questioned me, closing the distance between us before resting against the counter top a couple footsteps away from me.
"I don't think I should repeat them" I smiled gently, placing the empty glass into the sink to be cleaned by whomever. "I best be off then, people to see, places to go" I commented.
Robert took hold of my hand gently, stopping me from continuing. "What is you've heard?" he asked, looking into my eyes.
Dang it, those eyes, they made me so weak in the knees.
"You like the ladies and they like you" I said simply.
You see, this friendship between Robert and I, it's different. If you wanted to call it that but it's the only thing you could call it. He's one of those guys who are different around their friends; so, alone we could be best friends but when his friends are around, he changes. When he's with his friends, he's proud, confident and quite popular with the ladies.
Without being the ultimate player, that is.
And then there's this weird 'chemistry,' Daisy's word, not mine. Apparently we flirt, according to Daisy and Tori, but I don't flirt.
I don't know how to. It's not even in my genes.
"You shouldn't believe everything you hear" Robert said gently before letting go of my hand and I took that as permission granted to leave.
I walked out of the kitchen, unable to wipe the smile off my face. "Did you get laid in the kitchen?" Tori asked eagerly, grinning wide.
"No, you fool" I shoved her gently. "Why would he want to do that /with me/?" I asked her. Geez, sometimes she made Daisy look smart.
And that was hard to do.
"You're hot" Tori replied simply, shrugging.
Yes, she was definitely making Daisy look smart.