We parked across the street from Ricky's house that had people coming in and some already coming out trying to hold their selves up. They greeted the people coming in and most of the people I saw were already drunk.

Curse you Sarah for making me come here tonight.

"Are we going in or not? Come on Sam!"

I sighed and nodded as we got out of the car. I pulled my dress a little and shifted in it uncomfortable. This is how those sluts and school feel but worse?

(Sam's outfit)

I walked next to Sarah as we walked up the front steps to his house and towards the door that was wide open shoeing off people with cups in their hands walking past the door searching for someone.

I sighed as we stepped into the house. The first thing I noticed was the blaring music. It was so loud. Ricky's lucky that he lives no where near anyone else. That is one of the things I noticed on our way here. There would be a lot of angry neighbors.

I looked to my side and Sarah wasn't there anymore and then my eyes caught her giggling at something Ricky said and I noticed a wide grin on his face as he leaned into her and whispered something in her ear that i definitely couldn't hear with the music playing but I saw her blush and turn flustered.

I rolled my eyes at the scene and walked over to the drink table. There were stacks of plastic cups and a wide variety of drinks. Mostly alcohol.

I took a two liter bottle of Pepsi and filled my cup up. I enjoyed the sizzle in my mouth as I gulped it down.

I walked over to a corner of the living room where everyone was 'dancing' or as I call dry humping.

I laughed at some of the girls. They looked so desperate. I took another sip of my Pepsi as I felt somebody lean against the wall next to me, "It is kind of funny when you look at it, right?"

I nodded as my lips were still on the rim of my cup. I hadn't even looked up from my cup not caring who it was.

"What's tour name?" The person asked and I finally looked up and saw his eyes on me. Elliot freaking Anderson.

I almost choked on my drink but I managed to only cough it off once.

He raised an eyebrow at me, "Are you good, no name?"

I just rolled my eyes and took another sip of my drink.

"No name then?" He asked with my new yes still on my drink.

I nodded and pulled a sarcastic smile before taking a big gulp of my drink leaving my cup empty.

He Chuckled and I just glared up at him. Before I had a second to react he had me pressed against the wall with his palms flat on the wall on either side of my body trapping me. He was so close that the tips of our noses were touching.

I still glared at him and elbowed him and pushed him off of me with a bit of force. He looked shocked and I knew it wasn't the strength because I made sure I didn't seem like that so he wouldn't know about me being Blue Night. He was shocked because no girl ever turned him down after that move!

"What, are you shocked because I don't want to even look at you that way?"

He smirked and said, " Friends?" He smiled a genuine one after a while.

"Have you ever had a friend as a girl?" I ask.

He shrugged, "You obviously don't like me that way and that is the first time any girl turned my signature move down. So, you'd be a great best friend. Especially when I need help with girls." He grinned and I laughed along with him.

Me and Elliot, friends? Never ever thought about that at all.

I sighed as he grabbed my hand and dragged me through the house into the kitchen shutting the door to let the sound of people music tune out a little.

He opened the fridge and got out two mountain dews. He sat on the counter with his legs dangling from the counter. He motioned for me to join him so I did and sat down on the counter holding my mountain Dew next to him.

"So, since we are becoming great friends, tell me about your self. I'm Elliot Anderson by the way."

I rolled my eyes and said, "I think I'll keep my name a secret."

"Hmm. So I have to give you a nickname."

I shrugged, "Do what ever you wish to with my name."

He nodded, "Okay, I think I'll call you little fighter."

I almost choked again but now on my Mountain Dew. A bunch of coughs came. I leaned down and I felt Elliot par my back.

Once I was finished and sat up he asked, "You good little fighter?"

I nodded, "It's just...why little fighter?"

He searched my face for a couple seconds before answering my question, "Well you did assault me and glare at me after I made my move on you."

I couldn't help but laugh and as soon as he looked over at me he Chuckled with me.

It's real nice having a boy to talk to as a friend. Who would have thought it would be Elliot? I sure didn't.

I still can't believe that Elliot is Randy Vicious.

He always would have the girls even if they refused he would eventually get them to fall for him. He was a player but why is he not acting like that now with me?

"Why are you not... Well, acting like the Elliot Anderson I know and heard around about tonight. Had a change of heart?"

He shrugged, "I probably will be tomorrow and plus, I had a little to drank so this friendship will probably only last tonight. I felt like I needed someone to talk to and you suited that position just fine but I know I probably will be an asshole to you tomorrow, just warning you."

I nodded at him as he took a drink. Wow something was up with him. He wants to talk to someone from school about his feelings or whatever it is he wanted to talk about. That has never happened. I don't even think he talks to Ricky like that.

Curious of what he was talking about I asked, "Well I'm here to listen and I'm not even popular so you don't have to worry about me spreading rumors. Personally I hate people who do that. I'm not two faced."

"I seriously need to know your name little fighter."

I rolled my eyes, "We went to school together for years and we have one class together this year. You should have known my name already."

I wanted to take those words back. He was sure going to find out my name and who I am quickly. Hopefully he will forget this whole night tomorrow.

"Well, I think I'll just stick with little fighter."

He paused before speaking again, "I won't go into full details but I had a shitty weekend. You know who Blue Night is?"

I wanted to choke on my drink again, but I kept my composure and nodded.

"Well, I love to watch her fight and she's so good at it. She's better than I ever thought a girl would be at fighting. Shes so great in the ring and I could never miss a match."

I just nodded listening to him talk about me, but he didn't know he was talking about me.

"Turns out she's kind of a bitch and I can't stand her."

My eyes widened and he gave me a confused face"What is it?"

Oh no now I have to make an excuse why I was shocked. Wait, he doesn't know that I am Blue Night. He met Blue Night.

"You met Blue Night?!" I pretended to be shocked and he looked nervous. Maybe he shouldn't have told me what he told me.

"Well, I got a picture with her and she she's just such a bitch."

I just nodded even though I was fuming. I am not a bitch. He's just mad because I didn't show up to practice today.

Well, we'll see Blue Nights reaction to his words tomorrow after my fight with this one girl.

Wait, I can't let him know that Blue Night knows what Elliot told 'little fighter' because he'll for sure know I was Blue Night. Ugh I hate this.

Why did he have to be Randy Viscous and just cocky and annoying ass Elliot Anderson.

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