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I couldn't believe it. I couldn't actually believe it. You can't expect someone like me, the definition of invisible, the human chameleon, to actually believe that this was seriously going to happen. I'm not even being over dramatic. I was actually going to step into the shower. I was going to wash my hair with my coconut shampoo and scrub my body with my tropical mango body wash and then I was going to cream my legs till my skin basically morphed into silk.

No.

Unbelievable.

Un freaking believable.

I Monty Montgomery, was getting ready, for a...

Party.

There I said it. You can now actually understand what I'm talking about and either relate to my loser life style or agree as a leader of the social butterflies that someone like me should not be attending a high school party. I was attending a party and everyone was going to be there. Everyone who didn't know me was going to be there. Oh my god. Harrison. Harrison was going to be there. Yes I had had this revelation before, but now, as of right now at 4 o'clock on Saturday, it was finally sinking in.

Harrison Cole was going to be at this party and he was going to not be in uniform. I wasn't going to be in uniform. No one was going to be wearing uniform. Oh god. I'm- I'm a goner.

I jumped into the shower and made sure that washed and shaved till I looked and smelt like a flower petal. Hygiene was important for things like this. I wanted to smell good incase some asked me what my name was.

The warm water was actually really calming and I was able to slow my thoughts down and close my eyes for a few brief moments. Of course I lost it again when I got out and had to start picking out an outfit. Where was Sarah? She was mean to be here by now to help with this stuff. At least together we could both not know what to where and I wouldn't feel so stupid. Or stupid alone. Then as if Fate was listening to me I heard the doorbell downstairs.

"Mom! It's Sarah would you let her in!" I shouted clutching my towel around my still wet and dripping body. When I didn't hear an answer I groaned and added "Please!"

"Sure kiddo!" she replied and the front door opened. I let out a breath as I heard her greet Sarah and their voices mingled for a few seconds of greeting I dried off and quickly put on my robe. Sarah gave a light knock on my open door and I looked over and smiled at her.

"Hey," she said as I wrapped my hair up in the towel.

"Hey," I replied trying to balance it on my head.

"Sorry I'm a little late, Dillon and I stopped for coffee after the movie." She walked over and plopped down on my bed and then crossed her legs.

"No problem." I said casually, pretending that I wasn't freaking out about her whereabouts a couple of minutes ago. I smiled "How was the date then? Anything worth the worry?" I asked and she flushed and shook her head.

"It was fine. Really fun actually." She said and I nodded

"See, I told you. Did you tell Dillon about this party? Are you sure you don't want him as your plus one?" I asked her

"Yeah I told him, he was cool with it. He told me to have fun. And of course I want you to come with me. This is like.... Like how could I go to this party with out my best friend? We need to do this together! It's going to be so much fun though, Mont, like just..." she trailed off "Aren't you excited?" she asked staring at my tense face and knotted up hands.

"Yes! Of course I'm excited..." I said with little conviction and she frowned giving a look that said 'really?'. I sighed "I mean yes, I am excited, but... Sarah, aren't you nervous? Don't you think that we are... breaking the pecking order? We're jumping from our spot at the bottom to join the social butterflies."

"Oh my gosh Monty! I'm so nervous! I was no nervous that I almost had a break down with Dillon over coffee." She hung her head "That's why we stopped, I was shaking so much and he wanted to know why, but Mont, we were invited." Actually she was invited... "And we have each other! It's like a girls night. We can just hang together." She smiled brightly and I couldn't help but smile back

"Yeah, you're right." She nodded and stood up,

"Now, what are we going to wear?" she asked and I sighed

"I don't know."

"It's just like a house party," she said and I nodded and got up to look inside my closet.

"Okay so," I leaned in and dug around for a minute. I wasn't used to having to worry about my outfits so much. It was one of the things I loved about wearing uniform. Everyone was equal when it came to clothes. It was easier to blend in too. I came out with a pair of dark skinny jeans and a white crop top.

"I could wear this... I guess." I said and Sarah smiled

"Yes! That looks so cute, she turned around and started to dig through her tot bag that I had ye to notice she had brought. It was full of clothes all folded and piled to the top. Sarah stared taking out the piles and laying them on my bed.

"So, I brought a few options. I didn't know if dresses would be a thing or not... but I brought one just in case. I have some jeans though." She held up light blue skinny jeans and a flowy pink tank top.

"I think this goes with what you're wearing the best." She said and I agreed.

We changed into our chosen attire and stood in front of my mirror. I tried to pull my top down a little. I don't remember how I got this crop top, but it felt very cropped. It exposed my belly button.

"Sarah, I think this is too short." I said and she turned around to look at me and not the reflection

"I think it looks cute, I mean it's meant to be short Monty." She said and I pulled at the hem of it

"I know, but it feels too short. I feel naked or something." Sarah cracked a smile and giggled

"It looks really good though Mont. You look hot." Hot?  My stomach flipped and I blushed. I was embarrassed by the excitement I got from that compliment. I looked hot and Harrison was going to be at the party. I instantly let go of the top.

"Okay fine, I'll, I'll wear it." Sarah smiled a knowing smile and turned around again. I took my hair out of the towel and headed towards my dresser where my hair drier was already plugged in. Sarah had put her cropped hair up into a cute half up, half down. She had even brought a pair of contact lenses to wear. Sarah never used her contacts. She got them for her Aunt's wedding last year and that was the only time I ever saw her wear them. Her eyes looked so big and blue. She looked so skinny in her jeans and top that I almost felt chubby. She weighed less than 100 pounds most of the time and in those jeans she just looked so flawless.

"Do you want help with your hair?" she asked crunching the ends of hers so that it looked slightly messy and so un-Sarah. I nodded and handed her the drier and the brush so she could blow dry it straight and smooth.

"Thanks, I think I'm just going to leave it down. I..." I trailed off and felt a blush rise on my cheeks at the words that formed in my mouth "I like it down."

"Yeah you should leave it down. I love your hair and besides..." Sarah smirked at me "I know someone else who 'likes it down'." Oh gosh I was hoping she wouldn't remember that part of the story. I had told Sarah everything that had happened between Isaac and Harrison. Isaac and Harrison... Isaac.

I was acting like I knew him.

I acted like he was actually paying attention to me.

Like somehow messaging me on YouTube or whatever was actually something he was remembering and thinking about.

One bad down side to the fangirl life. You fangirl. He... does not. Suddenly I couldn't get his green eyes and grey sweatshirt out of my head. The tired and groggy voice that sent shivers down my spin. Oh god, it was almost as bad as falling for a fictional character because technically he wasn't real in my life. Technically I knew him through my computer screen and late night creeping on his Instagram.

Oh god what was wrong with me?

Golden eyes clashing with emerald ones. How could boys be blessed with such beautiful eyes when I'm stuck with these dull grey blue ones? Really whoever was in charge of all these physical characteristics needed a firm talking to. Or maybe it was just whoever made me that needed the talking to.

After applying some light makeup I have to say I didn't look that bad. I actually looked like I could possibly blend in at one of these parties and Sarah looked so happy she was practically glowing as we drove to the party.

"You know where we're going?" I asked as Sarah turned down a side street at 8 o'clock. It was around 6 when we were finished getting ready and then we just hung out for a while talking about what may happen.

Sarah was driving and so she said that she would have anything to drink, but I said that I wouldn't drink that much either. Truth was neither one of us had ever been drunk before and weren't too keen on the idea. We pulled down another street and saw that cars were parked along it. The house hosting was lit up and music could be heard from inside our car.

There were kids out in the front yard dancing and drinking and kissing. It made my stomach flutter and my heart beat faster. I wasn't sure if I was ready for this or not. I heard Sarah take a deep breath next to me,

"You ready for this?" she asked and I nodded, suddenly a smile blossomed onto my face, one I didn't expect yet didn't want to get rid of.

"Yeah." She smiled back and we got out of the care. This was it. We made our way up to the front door. It was shut, but just as we were about to knock it flew open.

"Ayeeeeee!" a boy with golden blonde hair and brown eyes was stood in front of us. His hair was falling in his eyes, which were slightly red. He had a wide grin on his face and his arms were flung out to the side in slippy gesture of welcome.

"Baby!" he shouted at us, the smell of alcohol and sweat and cologne radiated from the house. The music was almost deafening and made muffled his voice. I glanced over at Sarah who was staring at the boy with wide surprised eyes.

I recognised him immediately. I knew him from school, call me a stalker, but I knew everyone who had anything to do with Harrison. Okay well maybe not anything but I did know who his friends were. His grey shirt was tight and clinging to his chest, emphasising his toned muscles. His dark jeans were hanging low on his hips.

It was Finn Ocher. Captain of the lacrosse team and number 13 on the football team. Together he, Harrison and John made up The Trio.

"You girls gonn'a come on in?" He asked slurring his words slightly. His eyes were sparkling and holding my eyes until they wandered away for a few seconds before snapping back to me. He was obviously drunk and if I didn't know better I'd say a little high too.

Whom I kidding? This kid was crossed.

"Um yeah." I said when I realised that Sarah wasn't going to say anything. She was on her tip toes, twisting her hands together and biting her bottom lip. Her eyes staring over Finn's shoulder and into the house eager to get to the action. He smiled and leaned forward a bit and I almost stepped back, but hen he swayed backwards and then to the side to let us in.

"Welcome, baby." He said with a smirked at Sarah and them as we walked past. If Finn was here then that meant that Harrison and John were definitely going to be here.

This was a big freaking party.

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A/N- hello my lovelies! I want to thank everyone for reading my story! I can't say how grateful I am. Please let me know your thoughts!

What do we think of Monty? And Harrison?