PARTY
1536 Words
CHAPTER FOUR:
Hephzibah's POV
“One date night per week. Public or private ,” he drew closer to me while he wrote it down. I moved an inch away to avoid any body contact with him. He moved closer again and continued writing.
“Rule 6: attend all social events together to cheer me up not your brother!” he penned it down while I remained calm, admiring his handwriting. It was beautiful.
“My last rule: we're throwing a light party this evening…” he paused, his eyes gaze at each other.
“What…” I let out harshly, adjusting my spectacles… he bent down, staring at me closely. “To celebrate my MVP win and you are coming,” he dropped the pen.
I was speechless. He knew that my stepbrother would be there— the hottest guy on campus— and this would cause chaos everywhere.
“wear on a short gown. Make it sexy, pink in colour.” He took his bag and walked through the exit door.
I was left alone, sitting on the bench not knowing what I got myself into. I had never been a party girl or gone to a house party. I hit my head in frustration on the wall, screaming so hard.
I took my bag and walked out of the pitch down to the school gate as the cab driver drove the car down the street.
“LANE 4,” I said quietly as I closed my eyes while the driver rode through the estate.
I opened the door and walked up to my room. Nobody was home yet, including Newton.
I kicked off my shoes angrily, lay down on the bed and began to write in my secret diary.
I might be a nerd flower on campus, but in real life, I am the brain behind the jersey, the story every girl reads and waits for the next episode to satisfy their pleasure.
In that article, it’s all about s*x, lust, desire, and how to handle a prick in bed. But the fact remains that I’m actually a virgin. That’s something no one knows about.
My best s*x fantasies on that page are what brought the story to life, and everyone commented with Newton’s name as the hottest guy they wanted to be with.
I closed the book, remembering every detail that happened today and how sexy Zed looked in the locker room— the passionate first kiss I had with him that gave me shivers all over my body.
I looked in the mirror and began to touch myself as I dreamt of him foreplaying with my body.
Then his last words rang in my head, “Remember to wear a sexy short gown; pink is my favorite.” I jumped off the thought of Zed Nate from my head.
I held the pillow close to my chest and screamed loudly into it.
“not part of the rules, so… I'll do what i want ” I said, walking into the bathroom to prepare for the home party.
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I took a deep sigh after the cab driver dropped me off at Lane 48. I stood there, watching how other students walked inside the house. I couldn’t believe I actually agreed to come to this party. I took out my sunglasses and swallowed hard. Then I saw Zed Nate standing in front of the house.
“Wowww, you actually showed up, Miss Glass,” he said, walking toward me. I quickly removed my hat, adjusting my hair nicely.
“I knew you’d wear yellow,” he said, staring at me, dragging my hands toward the house.
I paused, looking at him, flaunting my beautiful hair effortlessly for admiration. “I wore that color because you hate yellow,” I said.
He smiled, held my cheeks. “Sorry, that’s my favorite color.” I was dumbfounded at the moment. He hung his hands on my shoulders as we entered the party house.
Everyone looked in our direction as I tried so hard to put on a fake smile for the party show.
“Who’s that girl with Zed?” one of the students asked, looking at me as they couldn’t recognize me.
I had always been the spectacles girl on campus, but for this party, I had to remove them to look different from the ordinary.
“Bro, who’s that girl in yellow?” one of the hockey team players said, his eyes tracing my body.
Zed’s eyes were focused on me with a smile on his face. I looked up and saw Newton on the other side of the balcony. My heart jumped. Our eyes met— he was definitely annoyed that I was here with Zed.
I looked away, picking up a drink to calm the anxiety boiling inside.
“Wait, is that Hephzibah’s spectacles? She looks like a different person without them,” Nate’s best friend, Jason, asked, but Newton sighed and moved to the other side of the balcony.
“Why are they here together?”
Zed drew me closer, planting a kiss on my forehead. “You need to flirt in public with me as my girlfriend. Try and loosen up,” he whispered slowly. I knew I’d died inside, but I smiled.
Today, I am not Hephzibah the Nerd. For the first time, everyone was staring at me, whispering about me all because I’m the new hockey superstar’s girlfriend. Well, fake girlfriend.
I moved an inch away from him the moment my eyes met Newton’s.
“You don’t need to move an inch from me. You can touch me. I don’t bite,” he said, holding my waist.
“Newton is watching us. If you want to put on a convincing act, you’re gonna work with me,” he added.
I stared at Newton, so focused, then turned away. “I guess I have no choice. But to trust you,” I scoffed.
I grabbed his hand and planted a kiss on it, even though I hated it. “I think I’m starting to love this dealt,” he said, moving his hand to my butt.
“Hey! Take your hand above the waist and off my butt, you asshole,” I said, still wearing a fake smile while sipping the drink.
“That was part of the deal ” he fired back.
“Remind me to amend the contract,” I said sharply, dropping the cup on the table.
The both of us went to the poolside. Almost all the students were there, having fun in the swimming pool.
It was more than a party.
I walked past Newton. I felt guilt all over as we sat on the bench near the pool. He was definitely with another girl this time, not Kate. I swallowed hard this time.
“Newton, you'd been stressed today. I would like to put massage your body” she said, began to massage his body with oil while he stares at me
I looked away, trying to focus on Zed, not Newton, but I was hurting inside.
Zed looked at me, began to unbutton his shirt. “Do you want me to put on a show?” he asked, my eyes still on Newton.
“You need to attend to the party and friends, Zed. I don’t know,” I said, grabbing another drink from the tray to quench my burning anger.
“Why are you so tense? Are you still lusting about him?” He looked at Newton.
I looked at him, feeling irritated. “Or wait, don’t tell me you don’t have any actual experience,” he chuckled.
“I’d rather die than answer that question,” I replied sharply.
“Calm down, Miss Glass. I want to help you, but you gotta trust me,” he said, clutching my hands on her body, pushing my body silently on the bench and began to carcass me as I flaunted my body in public.
He kissed my face, still touching my body. His hands were like magic. I felt every bit of tension and heat I’d once craved from Newton’s touch. I could feel myself melting.
I had been wanting a muscular hand on my body for so long.
“Wait, what are you doing?” I asked as he planted a kiss on my navel, drawing attention in our direction.
Everyone echoed.
“Making your stepbrother insane while he watched," I closed my eyes to feel the heat inside, but then Newton pulled me away from the bench.
“What are you doing to my baby sister?” Newton asked angrily.
“Giving her a good treat — her smooth, stressed body needed it. I mean, she’s my girlfriend, so back off,” Zed responded.
“Oh wait, are you jealous that I love your stepsister? Or are you the one who has crazy fantasies over her, right?” he chuckled.
Newton grabbed my hand, pulling me away from the balcony. “We need to talk.”
But Zed grabbed my left hand too, and my arms stretched between the two hottest hockey players.
“I am her boyfriend, and you are not going anywhere with this guy,”
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