"What do you think is wrong with him?" Mia asks handing me my red stilettos. We've been deciding what to wear for the past 15 minutes now. I decided to go with a navy blue dress that hugs all my curves just perfectly while Mia is wearing a flashy red provocative dress. I've got a feeling she isn't staying at the party for long if Steven sees her like that.
"I don't know just having a break from life." I sigh watching Diego sit on the edge of the rocks. Behind our houses there's the ocean and the rocks are there to act as kinds of cliffs. They're also good protection from the waves.
"Whatever. Wanna help curl my hair?" She chirps excitedly and I grab a hold of the curling iron.
"Alright, 911 is the emergency number right?" I ask putting a finger to my chin pretending to think.
"Uh yes, you better not set my hair on fire Elena! It's precious." She coos at it and strokes it gently causing me to smirk and reply, "No, 911 won't be coming for you, they'll be coming for me if I mess up your hair." I chuckle and she snorts "got that right."
After 40 minutes we're finally done!
"Damn girl those boys better worship the ground we walk on." She makes a rawrr sound transforming her hand into a cat claw kind of thing.
We do look stunning. I let my hair stay natural with its slight curls. My eyeliner is on fleek along with pretty much the rest of my makeup. Oh but the real deal is my smokey eye. Mia is so passionate for makeup that I let her decorate my canvas into whatever her heart desires and damn does it look good. I didn't go as overboard as she did though. I kept my outfit pg.
"Mia," I question curiously, "What's really the point of this outfit? Is my best friend looking for some fun tonight?" I wriggle my eyebrows and she blushes furiously.
"So that's what that is! Called it!" I shriek and embrace her in a hug.
"Come on let's go dork." She says grabbing our purses and making her way past the front door. A Lincoln Navigator honks and it must be the boys.
The windows roll down; Caleb and Steven already starting to wolf whistle.
Diego gets out opening the back door for Mia and I to get in. "Damn princessa" I hear him mutter as his eyes drift up and down my body.
"Thanks." We both reply and get in the back seat. Daniel is driving and Caleb called shotgun so it's just Mia, Steven, Diego and I in the back seats.
"Scooch in fatties." Diego grumbles trying to slide in the car. At that moment Daniel revs up the engine and Diego stumbles out of the car.
"Drive!" I shout in exhilaration. Daniel slams the gas pedal and off we go - without Diego. Well for some fifteen meters. I turn around only to see a pissed off Diego muttering some very colorful words in Spanish.
"Princessa I heard you yelling drive." He narrows his eyes at me with his lips forming his famous mischievous smirk.
"Lo siento." I giggle nervously shrugging my shoulders.
"Oh no the fun has just begun chica." And with that he shuts the car door signaling Daniel to start driving. He pulls me closer to his chest and I can feel his cool minty breath on my neck as his hands grab a hold of my waist. He comes in closer, his lips a mere centimeter away from my ear. My breath hitches and he smirks.
"Ticklish?" He asks in a husky voice before starting to tickle me to death.
"Noooo....aaaa....please I beg!" I start screaming and roaring in laughter as he proceeds to move his fingers all over my stomach, laughing too. Wow his laughter is so soothing, it's weird. I try to scramble out of his hold but it's impossible. "God Dammit Diego stop!"
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The Bad Boy's Journal
Teen Fiction"Have we met before?" Those were the words that seemed to echo through the very depths of our souls. Elena Smith is your typical high-school girl. No, she does not like the spotlight. In fact, she prefers to take the quieter route with much less dra...
