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I smile at her, and she grins back at me as we clink our glasses, chasing the burn of tequila with the cool beer. I drop a twenty in the practically empty tip jar, blowing the guy a kissy face as we walk away to sight see and people watch.
We get similar reactions from the party goers. Some look at us like we’re a couple of goth kids at a barbie tea party, while others whisper behind their hands. Most of all though, there’s not one kind glance from these people, but no one has the courage to say anything loud enough for us to hear.
That is, until we pass a group of pretentious looking bitches.
“I bet she’s a homewrecker like her whore mother.”
Val spins on her heel and walks right up to the bitches with her head held high and her hips swaying with each step. I stand back to watch my girl show these cunts how to put up or shut the fuck up.
I bring my bottle up to my lips as Val eyes the four broads, “Which one of you STDs said that shit?”
I chuckle into the bottle, the evil cunts glaring at me like I’d be wounded by it. I just smile broader and wink. The one who is obviously the ringleader in this glitter band, is a blonde in a bright pink cocktail dress with knee high white boots, not very sensible for the woods if you ask me, but what the fuck do I know about prissy fashion? Her backup girls look like a group of carbon copies who took hammers to their collective faces. All Botox, all fake as fuck.
“How dare you insult me!” She all but shrieks as her little puppets mumble their agreement. “I am Charlotte Dubois—”
Her words are cut off by the gasps and ooo’s from the crowd around us when Val quickly flips her pocket knife out like I taught her, pressing the flat part of the blade to the surprised bitch’s face while leaning in to whisper conspiratorially.
“I don’t give a fuck who you are,sucia. Your father could be God himself and I’m still better than you. So, listen up and listen closely, you can run your mouth about me,” she raises her voice so everyone can hear her, “but say one thing about my family again, and I’ll force feed you thumbtacks.”
She pulls the knife away, leaving a thin slice down the bitch’s face, but to her credit, she doesn’t flinch. It’s actually kind of impressive…and creepy. I mean, who doesn’t flinch at a papercut let alone a slice from a knife? A sociopathic barbie, that’s who.
I make a note to keep my eye on her.
Val moves away from the four and comes back to my side before pointing at me, “And this guy right here, his name is Noah and he’s off limits to any of you skank ranks.Like, got it? Okay!”
Those last words were said like a preppy bimbo, and they have me chuckling as I toss my arm around Val’s shoulder and kiss her temple.
“You’re such a vicious little girl.” I whisper into her ear, both me and my hard as fuck cock impressed with her actions and feeling like kings over her claim.
I try not to look too deeply into Val’s off-limits proclamation, but I can’t help the puff of my chest when I repeat her words in my head.
She thinks you’re gay, asshole, my mind cruelly whispers to me, dashing every bit of warmth I had for a moment.
We move away from the crowd and continue walking through the rest of the area. The party is held in a large clearing between trees with a wide path that leads to a building I can barely make out in the distance. I can see a large ornate fountain through the fog, but not much else is visible.
Eventually we find a spot surrounded by a crowd of guys and girls who seem to be the outcasts. They’re alone in a crowd, standing out like the lone black marker amongst the more colorful ones. One of them looks up from an old leather-bound book that has seen better days, her brown hair is shaved on the sides, but the top is long, pushed to one side with the ends reaching her waist. She’s dressed mostly in black but has splashes of different colors on the patches that are sewn into the ripped skirt she’s wearing. Her arms, chest and legs are covered in tattoos.
Her friends are dressed similarly, nineteen nineties grunge. She stands up as we come to a stop, “Nice show putting bitch Dubois in her place.”
“Should have cut her tongue out.” One guy in a beanie says as he plays with a zippo lighter, he looks to be the youngest in the crowd, like a freshman in high school.
“Shut the hell up, Miko, you know who her dad is.” She says to the kid who shrugs in reply, “Her dad is known to be the most ruthless council member,off record, so I’d watch my back if I were you. It was still a pleasure to watch, definitely spank-bank material.”
I can’t help it; I grin at this ballsy bitch.
“Uh, thanks. I’m—”
“Valeria Calavera, the bastard child and her pet, Noah.” All my thoughts of actually liking her fly out the window with that, “We’ve heard all the rumors, and none of us believe them. Fuck this town and the ever-flowing grapevine. I’m Rina.”
She proceeds to introduce us to the rest of her crew, two guys and three girls which she informs us are all the black sheep of the town. Old money castaways.
“We’ve all been forced to enroll at CU but with the money our parents have, we don’t even have to actually study to get a degree. Corruption knows no bounds.”
Everyone gets to talking once a blunt comes out of nowhere, but I’m not much for social interaction like Val is, so I stand and tell her I’m getting us more drinks before making my way back to the bar.
I get Val needs the low down on everyone who’s anyone here, but I’d rather find out on my own. I’ve come to learn that the true colors of a person aren’t revealed through words, they’re found when that person thinks no one is watching.
I order a drink and leave another tip before making my way toward the woods surrounding the party. I want to know who these people are, so I’ll do it from my favorite place, the shadows. I find a decently covered tree and drop to the ground with my beer and joint, leaning my back against the trunk as I watch the kids of Coventry.
