TASHAThe mesmerizing rays of Saturday sunset drip my bedroom window in vibrant colors of oranges and deep purples. I adjust my black lace kimono jacket over my blue bikini bra and ripped faded blue jean shorts. Grabbing my toté bag, I chunk in some spare clothes, just in case. Getting drenched at pool parties is a phenomenon that should not be ignored. I glance at the clock. 6:35pm. Nate could be here any moment from now. I just texted him earlier that I am nearly done getting ready.Dashing out of my room, I race down the stairs towards the kitchen, hearing the buzzing sound of the electric blender."Mum! I am ready!" I yell with pride as soon as I enter the kitchen. The aroma of freshly baked cookies tickles my nostrils. My mum turns off the blender and turns around to check me out."Woow baby. You look so chic!" She blurts out, eyes wide, lips curled into a smile.."Thanks mum."My eyes catch a plate of the cookies on the kitchen table. I grab one of them and stuff it into my mou
TASHAConrad's house is already loud and buzzing in full swing by the time we arrive. Marco parks the car and we all step out of the car. The party's booming music can be heard even outside here. Conrad's house is huge, decorated with beautiful flowers, lavish statues, and a large round water fountain at the centre of the house. I can spot the glittering blue edge of the big swimming pool behind the house.Marco and Jennie begin to walk towards the house entrance, which is crowded with people exiting and going in all at once. Westville faces turn to my direction as I follow Jennie and Marco into the house. Some don't say anything. Others simply just ignore me, sipping from their red cups. Nate's presence behind my back gives me a sort of reassurance. But deep in my mind, I still feel skeptical. I just hope I did not make a mistake by coming to this party. Anyway, they should mind their damn businesses. A group of Westville girls snide past me as I enter the burstling house, snarking
NATEI sip from my cup as I watch Tasha dance, rocking her body to the music. She twerks her ass like a frenzy goddess, rolling her hips in front of Jennie, who just claps and keeps on yelling over her voice at Tasha to keep going. The cut of Tasha's bikini bra is deep, extending to the base of the middle of her full breasts, which are now shining with sweat and bouncing hard as she dances more. My eyes trail down her body, spotting a black rose tattoo on the side of her left stomach. Her thick thighs are spotless, flexing with the power of her seductive dance moves. The black lace of her kimono is like a silent teasing temptation, scantily hiding nothing about her sexy body.I can feel the bulge forming in my shorts. Fuck."Hey man, at this rate, I think you should go ask her for a dance. You look like you desperately need one with her." Marco drinks from his cup, smirking at me."Shut up." I shift on my stool, taking another sip from my cup."Seriously Nate, sooner or later, you wil
TASHAI can't help the burning sensation brewing deep in my stomach, making me restless at the sight of Claire near Nate. Something rips inside me as I watch Claire rubbing her body all over him. Nate darts her a glare, his eyes moving back to me. I unhook the cuff of my kimono and pull the long lace jacket off my body, allowing it to slide down my shoulders onto the couch. I fold the jacket and place it beside me on the couch. The chill of the night air hits my bare skin, cooling the flames pricking my flesh at the intensity of Nate's gaze sweeping all over my body. My breath falters, my heart picking up a mad rhythm as his gaze falls to my breasts. Claire slithers her hand up to his chest, killing off my euphoria in an instant."So, are we all in?" Conrad asks, his sloppy voice distracting me out of my silent torture. He leans forward, his hazy eyes looking around everyone's faces. I wonder if he even knows that he is drunk. He passes the bottle of whiskey in his hand back to Frank,
TASHAMy heart bangs hard against my chest. A twisting feeling settles in my stomach. My eyes drift to Victor, catching the sly grin still smeared on his face. Out of all things to say, why did he dare Nate to kiss me? I look away from him and find myself staring at Nate.He is staring right back at me. I can clearly see in his eyes that he is struggling if he should go on with the dare or not. A huge part of me shamelessly wants him to kiss me so badly, burning with the anticipation of how it will feel to have him mold those plump lips with mine and make me forget how to breathe for a second. But the voice of the other minor part of me screams in my head that this dare is a very bad idea."Come on dude! We are waiting. It is just a dare. Just do it." Frank scoffs out the words.Claire shoots fire embers at me, clutching Nate's arm. Nate swats her hand away. His eyes wander to Marco for a brief moment before returning back to gaze at me. When he rises from his couch and begins to walk
TASHAI dash into the house, sliding past the crammed bodies blocking my way. My eyes search around frantically for Nate, catching him in time just as he disappears into one of the rooms by the top left of the corridor after the stairs. I hurry towards the staircase and bolt up the stairs two at a time, my heart beating hard in my chest with each frenzy step I take. Getting to the end of the steps, I rush to the door and twist the handle. The handle does not budge. I groan and after taking a deep breath, I knock on the door."Go away!" Nate's voice is loud as he shouts back. "It is me Tasha. Open the door."Upon hearing no immediate response, I try to consider leaving, but I instantly trash the thought. I need to talk with Nate.Just as I lift up my fist to knock again, the door is pulled back, revealing Nate. His messy hair curls are scattered all over his head, some falling to his face, shading his burning blue eyes a bit. His cheeks look pale, but his plump lips are moist with a fa
TASHAThick silence hovers between us as I try to wrap my head around this tension between us. Around what is happening. Around what just happened between us. He is right. I should probably leave. That seems like the logical thing to do right now.I manage a nod, and then I flee past him out of the room, darting down the stairs as quickly as possible to get to the nearest restroom I can find in this big loud house. The music is jamming in my ears. My heart is squeezing so painfully, and I really do not know why the hell tears are streaming down my cheeks. My common sense returns by the time I reach the restroom after bolting past the kitchen, barging inside and shutting the door behind me, my back leaning against it. Thankfully, the restroom is empty. Nate stopped me from making a huge mistake. With the way my body responded to him back there, I knew I wouldn't care if he ripped off my clothes and fucked me right there and then in that room. But he didn't. He pushed me away, despite th
TASHA"You might want to keep a leash around your new boyfriend Diane." I hiss out and slide past her, wishing that I did not have to see their damn faces at all tonight. I was enjoying this party until I saw their mouths eating up each other, and then that dare from Victor just blew up the rest of my peace of mind in flames. Coming to this party was a mistake.I want to go home. To have a warm long shower and just snuggle up peacefully on my bed like nothing happened tonight. My head is thumping. My heart feels like it is being ripped apart right now. I need to get out of this place.Reaching outside near the crowded pool area, I look around for Marco and Jennie. I groan when I do not see them among the people in the pool or on the lounge chairs or just loitering around.Where are they right now that I need them to help me get out of here!?Just then, my stomach rumbles in hunger. My mind flashes back instantly to the unfinished pack of cookies in the car."Fuck." I hiss under my brea