Started With a Lie

Chapter One: The Lie

He pulled away slightly, as if he didn't want to kiss her. Oh, did I leave out that minor detail? Karen and Chris are dating.

Yes, the world's biggest bitch is dating my crush, Chris.

I laughed slightly under my breath, earning a glare from Karen.

"What's so funny, slut?" She spat, a few drops of spit landing on my face.

I wiped it away with exaggeration, taking a step towards her.

"The only slut here is you. And what's funny, is your own boyfriend doesn't want to kiss you." I smirked, folding my arms with confidence.

By this time, a few heads in the kitchen turned to us.

"Atleast I have a boyfriend." She scoffed, deliberately shifting closer into Chris.

"It doesn't seem like that's going to last long since he doesn't even want to kiss you..." I trailed off, looking her dead in the eye.

She stood up, shoving past me and leaving the crowded kitchen.

"Nice." Chris laughed, making my face turn a shade of pink.

I glanced around the kitchen, noticing how full it was, making me wonder how many people are in the house.

"How many people are at this party, anyways?" I asked, trying to have a casual conversation with him.

"Well, most likely all the seniors and uhm, knowing Darryn, probably the whole school." He chuckled, taking a sip from his red cup.

I giggled like a fool, hiding my red cheeks. A sudden screech echoed through the house, the music stopping, and everyone going silent.

It sounded as if a microphone had been dropped.

"Excuse me, yeah losers,  it's me, Karen." Her voice echoed through the DJ's microphone, the whole house silent.

This can't be good.

"So uhm, this little whore right here," I saw a bunch of people moving out of the way, making a clear pathway to see me.

The hell?

Karen was pointing directly at me, all the heads turned in my direction. I probably looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Thinks that she can diss me in front of my boyfriend, and get away with it."

She began walking towards me, stumbling over her feet a few times. How drunk is she?

"Well guess what, bitch? I'm going to expose you in front of everyone!"

Oh God...

"Ladies and Gentleman, this girl right here, is still a virgin! She hasn't even been to a party before! How ridiculous is that?"

"About as ridiculous as your boyfriend not wanting to kiss you back." I mumbled, but the microphone caught my sentence, causing people to gasp and laugh.

Karen glared at me, putting the microphone to her pink lips.

"Oh yeah? Do you even have a boyfriend?!"

Now all eyes were on me. Shit.

Think, think, think.

"Well?!" She rushed impatiently, a few girls giggling in the background.

"Yeah, I do." I blurted out, instantly regretting it.

Surprise was plastered on Karen's face. A smirk etched on my lips.

"W-well, what's his name?" She urged.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Think!

"Justin Bieber." I blurted out again, thinking of the first guy that came to my mind. I guess I just remembered his name from the magazine Kirsten was on about.

Many girls gasped, their mouths agape.

"Thee Justin Bieber?" Karen asked with disbelief.

"Y-yeah." I tried to sound a bit confident. What the hell am I doing?

"Then prove it." She smirked, everyone gazing at me expectantly.

"I will." I assured confidently, everyone looking at me with disbelief.

She eye-raped me suspiciously, before stumbling back to the DJ. The music went back on, everyone whispering and glancing at me.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

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