Another day went by the same routine. Luke dropped me off at the ballet studio and mom picked me up.

"Chazelle finalized the schedule by the way." I watched Brianna pick out an outfit for the party.

"What is it?" she asked. It was clear she had no interest because her mission was to find dress that went with my glasses. She didn't want me to dress with like a "nerdy slut."

"Well I have lessons on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. It's not that badly actually. I'll get to be free on the weekends." I ranted as I watched her throw dresses to the floor from my closet.

"This is it! Wear this" She exclaimed completely disregarding what I said as she picked out a black dress with small peach colored flowers on it. It was sleeveless and tight fitted from the top and the bottom opened up like a frilly skirt that ended mid thigh. I took the dress from her and shooed her out of my room.

I paired it with thin black leggings and ankle boots. I wore a choker on my neck. Since I was wearing my glasses I decided to go easy on my makeup. I pulled on my leather jacket and a black clutch whose chain I slipped on my shoulder.

The doorbell rang indicating our ride came. Mom wasn't home so Brianna locked the door and sat in Chris's car. Harry and Eliza sat on the back seat so I made my way over to Luke's Lamborghini. I honestly loved his car.

"I thought you were gonna go for a nerdy slut look but his isn't disappointing either." Bellamy turned around and smirked at me. It sounded ten times more disgusting by way he said it. I rolled my eyes at him nevertheless.

"I think you look beautiful Blake." Luke said as he looked at from the rear view mirror.

"Thank you Luke. It's nice to have a gentleman in the same car as a jerk." I said, giving Bellamy a knowing look.

As we walked into the party everyone started to walked around the house. Bellamy however stayed next to me.

We walked around the house and entered the living room which was more like a dance floor.

"Do you want a drink?" Bellamy shouted over the loud music.

"Yes please," I yelled back.

"Stay here." He said before pushing through the people wandering off.

Starboy by The Weeknd played and I could help but sway my hips and hands to the music. And of course I couldn't stay rooted to the same spot for too long. I made my way to the dance floor and I closed my eyes while I danced but I felt a hand around my torso forcing me to open my eyes. Ryan stood in front of me grinning.

"Hey Blake," he said still holding a grin.

"Hi Ryan, great party!" I yelled over the loud music while moving away from him.

"Wanna dance?" He asked as he stepped closer t me again.

"We already are." I faked a laugh and took another step back. I really didn't want to be rude to him.

"Here's your drink." Bellamy tapped my shoulder causing me to turn around. I gulped it down all at once and started to jump to the beat of the music. That went on for a really long time as I lost track of everything.

Before I knew it, I was dancing with Ryan. I lazily slowed down when I realized I needed to catch my breath. Ryan grabbed my hand however and brought me to a corner of the room. "You seem thirsty, want another drink?" I nodded my head even though I knew I should stop since I lost track of how many times Ryan slipped a drink in my head.

The DJ turned to a slower song and I pulled Ryan back to the dance floor. His hands were around my torso and one of my hands was on his shoulder while I held my drink in the other.

"So what made you come to his town?" he asked as we danced slowly.

"My dad died." I blurted, not taking my harsh tone into consideration.

I didn't focus on his reaction because the rest cup in my hand was much more interesting. I was too tired of the unapologetic apologies I had to hear since dad passed away. I drank the reminder of my drink and dropped the empty cup of the ground. Moving my hands around his neck. He slid his hands to my waist. Gently moving his index finger in circles.

We didn't say anything. Just listened to the music and staring into each other eyes. He looked awfully cute and I couldn't help but bring my face close to his. Our noses touched and our lips were millimeters away but I quickly pulled back. Something within me pulled me back.

"What happened?" Ryan asked looking awfully disappointed. I didn't say anything. I just removed his hands from me and exited the room. I just knew it wasn't what I wanted.

I looked around to see teenagers grinding themselves against one another. Lip locking and quickies in the corners. I looked around for the kitchen to get some water but instead I found a few bottles of whiskey lying on a table. I thought I'd drink just a bit of it but once I started, it was too hard to hold back. I didn't up finishing the half filled bottle. I felt a little dizzy at first but then I slowly walk to the kitchen. It was on the far end of the building. It was full of people from our high school laughing and screaming. People were doing body shots on the counter as others gathered around cheering them on. I found a bowl of chips which I grabbed and started to eat. A few cups filled with some alcohol were next to it so I chucked an entire cup down and grabbed another.

I thought of finding the others so I started to look around the house. I walked up the stairs to find all of them sitting on a few couches.

I sat down next to Luke who was smoking. Brianna made out with Chris while Harry and Eliza did the same. Bellamy and some other girl sat in front of me eating each others faces. The sight of them doing that ticked me off and I snatched the cigarette from Luke's fingers and took a drag as I leaned back on the couch.

"Hey, don't do that! Brianna doesn't like it!" Luke tried to take it from me but I pushed him back. By this time everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me.

"Blake don't do that! I'll tell mom," Brianna threatened.

"Go ahead, like I care." I shrugged off. I took another drag but Bellamy quickly took the cigarette from my hand and drop it on the floor, smashing it with the heel of his shoe.

I glared at him with my eyebrows furrowed. I was ready to say something to him but Eliza quickly broke the tensed atmosphere saying, "lets play truth or dare."

I could find a better way to get back at him.

We formed a circle and spun a beer bottle. It landed on Harry.

"I dare you to dry hump any boy in this room."

He cringed and so did Eliza but he still did his dare. He walked over to the boys playing beer pong and did it to one of them but that boy didn't mind since he was so drunk.

Now that's definitely going on YouTube I thought since everyone whipped out their phones to get a shot of him. We all laughed at Harry who mumbled profanities at us as he rejoined us.

The bottled spun around a few more times, resulting in Luke sitting on Eliza in nothing but his underwear until it was either's turn. Brianna had to twerk to Anaconda and Eliza had to take seven shots of Vodka. It was definitely your average high school party.

I winced when it was my turn. Our dares were getting more and more harder to do with each turn.

"Truth or dare?" Brianna slightly slurred the words.

"Dare" I said as confidently as a drunk girl could.

"You have to drink three cups full of whiskey and then kiss anyone in his room" I turned around to see who said it and the voice belonged to the girl Bellamy was kissing earlier. She sat next to Bellamy again. I rolled my eyes at her.

"You don't have to Blake." Chris said. By now he and Bellamy were the only sober ones here. Chris because he was trying stay sober and Bellamy because he could probably hold in gallons of alcohol.

"It's okay, it's not that hard." That girl faked a concerned expression. I definitely had to prove her wrong.

Three cups were placed in front of me. How bad could it be? I've been hungover before but it wasn't that bad. So a little extra drinking shouldn't be trouble. If only I acknowledged how drunk I was.

By the time I chugged down the third cup I had a huge audience cheering for me. Now to kiss someone. I struggled getting up but I still did. I looked around at everyone and then saw Ryan. I walked up to him and pulled on his collar. He put his arms around my waist and our lips crashed onto one anothers. We kept going for a while on the couch and eventually people walked away. I pulled back again but smiled this time. He was a really good kisser or I was just really drunk. I realized everyone had left. I thought of asking Ryan to drop me home but that stayed as a thought.

He picked me up and kept kissing me even when I tried to pull back. I realized we were in a bedroom now and he threw me on the bed. I tried pushing him off of me but it didn't work. He kept kissing my lips and I felt a hand going up my dress. I tried to struggle but he pinned me down.

All of a sudden I heard someone yelling into the room. He pushed Ryan off of me making him fall on the floor. I tried to get up but I couldn't. My body felt numb and I couldn't think straight. Everything was moving around me so fast. The next thing I know, I collapse on the floor.

My head hurt so bad. It's like someone was hitting it with a hammer and I didn't have the energy to open my eyes. I took deep breaths to calm myself down a little bit but it didn't work. My bed felt warmer and cozier than usual. A mild smell of cologne entered my nose.

I quickly opened my eyes to see chocolate brown ones staring into mine. I was sure that I jolted back because of the freight attack yet my body didn't move an inch in any direction.

"Raise and shine Jane." It was Bellamy's husky morning voice.

I looked down to see we were in the same duvet. My pupils dilated just as my cheeks felt warmer. Thank god he was clothed, or was he just in his boxers?

"Oh my god did we?" I look back at his face. His arm still tightly holding me.

"No, you were too drunk for my liking." He joked. I opened my mouth to reply but nothing came.

I noticed I was curled into him more than he was on me. I awkwardly moved away.

"My head hurts really bad." I said truthfully, trying to break the awkward silence. I felt goosebumps arise by his watchful gaze on me.

"The bathroom is on your left." He said when I turned to him. He laid on his back with his hands under his head, still staring at me.

"Why would I-" I was interrupted by the gag I did. I rolled over Bellamy running to the bathroom, hoping to make it on time.

It took a while to vomit the disastrous night away but I got through it. Bellamy rubbed my back and held my hair for me until I was certain I was done.

He then opened the cabinet and took out a towel and a sealed toothbrush. "Here you go. I'll be downstairs if you need me. You can lock the rooms door." He handed me both of the things and left the room. I was dumbfounded. Was he real?

I stood there for a while not believing what just happened. Maybe he'll pop up in a while but he didn't so I went on to take a shower and brushed my teeth.

I wrapped the towel around me and realized I had to get back into the dress. Just looking at it made me sick. My headache was still there and I felt drained of energy. I walked to the door and slightly opened it sticking my head out.

"Bellamy! Bellamy! Can I talk to you please." I yelled and then heard footsteps approaching the door. I awkwardly stood in the doorway in nothing but a towel.

He looked at me with a confused expression, still shirtless. I saw a few tattoos on his arms and chest. He also had abs. Six pack abs to be precise. He cleared his throat, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Can I have something else to wear...I think I'll die in that dress." I pointed to the dress I threw on the bed.

"Uh sure, what do you want?" He looked at me and then on the ground as he cleared his throat. Did he even listen to me?

"A shirt..." I bit my lip thinking whether or not I should ask for pants. They wouldn't fit anyways.

His black shirt reached to the mid of my thighs and smelled really good. I probably scored with this.

I went downstairs and saw him sitting on the kitchen island. Two plates with gigantic sandwiches laid there with juice.

He handed me a glass of water first.

"Drink up. We gotta fix that hangover of yours." He said and gave me aspirin too.

"Did you make these?" I took a sandwich and looked at it. It looked so delicious. You could see the chicken, cheese, tomato and various sauces it contained. He nodded and I took a bite.

"Oh, this has to be the best sandwich I have ever ate!" I grinned at him then munched away the sandwich, moaning at the taste. I finished before him and he offered his since he was out of ingredients to make more. I took his too without hesitating. He laughed at my behavior and but I didn't care.

"So what happened last night? I can't remember anything after drinking two cups of some shit for my dare."

"Well lets just say you should stay away from that Ryan guy." I didn't really want to hear that. He seemed like a nice guy yesterday then again I couldn't remember how I got here or what happened after I drank so much alcohol. Did I drink three or four cups of alcohol?

"Last I remember your girlfriend gave me a dare." I said.

"She's not my girlfriend! We just kissed and ended it there." He said. I shrugged my shoulder, it didn't matter to me anyways.

"Well Ryan doesn't seem like a bad guy. He's a little annoying but at least he's cute." I blurted out for no reason.

"He was running his hands all over you!" He had an angry tone.

My eyes widened at his words. "I, uh-" I was left speechless when flashes of last night appeared in my mind. Fuck him. "I'm so going to beat the crap out of him." I said making Bellamy raise a brow at me while smirking.

"The scores settled. He won't touch you again, I made sure of that." Bellamy folded his arms and I could see his right knuckles slightly cut.

"Thank you" I said. He smiled sheepishly and I walked over to hug him. He was still shirtless but I didn't care. He was being a good friend and I appreciated that.

I realized he wasn't going to hug me back so I pulled away before it could get anymore embarrassing me.

Bellamy went to get dressed and I pulled out my phone. Brianna had left me messages this morning.

Brianna: Mom thinks we had a sleepover at Eliza's. She doesn't know about the party and she isn't home either so it's safe to go there.

"You didn't have to make the bed you know?" Bellamy was finally dressed as I looked up from the screen of my phone.

"It's the least I could do." I said.

"Drop the act Blake," he rolled his eyes at me.

"Whatever." I muttered looking around the kitchen.

"Can you take me home? I'll just ask Brianna where the spare key is." I turned to my phone.

"I know where it is. I actually found the spot." He ran his fingers through his hair looking proud of himself.

"Yippee," I cheered sarcastically. He ignored me and reached for the keys of his car.

"So why do you keep switching from Blake to Jane?" I asked him, breaking the silence in the car.

"Because Blake is a badass girl and Jane isn't," I looked at him as my hands exasperated.

"What? That doesn't make sense," I kept staring.

"When you're being bold or blunt you're Blake when you're not, you're Jane. It makes sense if you ask me. Who named you anyway?" he still didn't make sense to me. I'm always me.

The same but I shrugged it off and replied to his question, "I wasn't planned well my parents knew they were going to have twins but the doctor wasn't so sure about me. My dad thought of the name Blake and somehow convinced my mom that was a unisex name. She still wasn't comfortable with it so she suggested my last name should be Jane, if I wanted to use it."

I didn't realize we were parked in my driveway. I got out of the car following Bellamy to the tree that was near the corner of my house. He removed a few rocks that were against a huge root of the tree. I put his hand inside the tiny whole and took out the key. I raised a brow whilst smiling. "Genius" I muttered. He shrugged.

"And using that branch I can climb into your room whenever you want me too," he pointed towards one of the branches.

"I'd love to see you do that," I rolled my eyes at him.

"I'm not kidding, Chris used to sneak in like this in since Junior year. They obviously learnt some self control now," he chuckled and I laughed too. Brianna has some explaining to do!

"You sure you don't want to stay?" I asked Bellamy who made his way back to his car.

"No, I'll see you around though!" he smiled while sitting in his car.