*Blair's Point of View*
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Pryce is clearly surprised by my presence. She did invite me for dinner, right? Or maybe she forgot?
"Hi!... You came, Freak." She greeted me, and as soon as we locked our gaze, I smiled so wide. I really love to stare at those electric blue eyes always.
"Yeah, you invited me after all, Baby-blue," I replied and smiled my best smile.
"Hmm, well, I never heard that you have agreed to it." She stated while putting down the hand towel that she's been holding.
"Well, it's just that... You're very much stunned by me when we talked at the office, and you never heard me say yes." I uttered and smirked, which made her blushing so hard right now.
I bet she remembered what had happened there. And, she didn't say a word.
Sander's been watching us amusingly while having a big smile on her face. And, I just noticed that a lady is standing near the kitchen sink.
"Hi! You must be Mrs. Baker?" I asked the lady since she is wearing an apron and a chef's hat. A baker. Yes, she must be.
So, I offered her a handshake, and she happily shook it.
"Oh, hello, dear! Yes, I am. Nice meeting you, Ms. Blair." She greeted me with a smile.
"You can just call me Blair, Mrs. Baker. Miss is too formal. But I will not call you Baker, alright?" I told her, and she nodded while laughing.
"Well, greetings were done. So, let's have dinner already." Pryce spoke as she recovered from her reminiscing at the office's events.
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The whole dinner went by so amazingly. The food was excellent. But I only ate the ones that didn't have meat on them. It's good that she prepared some veggies since the girl knew that I'm a freaking vegetarian.
We talked about a lot of things. They asked me some things about me and England. I just said that I’m from England so that nobody will suspect me that I’m a vampire. And Sander even asked me why I call Pryce with a lot of names.
Well, Sander's a great friend. I can see it through her and the way they treat each other nicely. But I can sense that she has something that she's not telling Pryce. I don't know. I just felt weird with her. And it's like something familiar, but I can't figure it out. Maybe later.
As we were eating dinner, Sander said something.
"Alright, since we're done here. Let's go to the party!!!!!" And with that, my jaw dropped.
I just got escaped from the cheerleaders for three days and still go to their party? This is outrageous!
"Uh, excuse me, Cassie? Why do we need to go to the party?" Pryce asked with a confused face. I did hear that she doesn't like parties.
"Because it's your freaking last year as a high school kid, Prycie, and you'll never get it back. We grow old, and then, we regret not doing things that we should've done when we were younger." Sander reasoned out, and I just stayed there silent.
"But, there are lots of drunk students and so loud music and---" Pryce retorted, but Sander cut her off.
"Shhh, Prycie, that's what they call a teenage party." She interrupted and smiled.
"But---" And, she was cut off again.
"No, buts. And get your butts together because we are heading for the party now. Yeah!!! PARTY, HERE WE COME!" She told the girl and chanted.
"Well, I've never been to parties." That's all I said and Pryce just sighed.
"Fine, we'll go. I'll just get my keys." She uttered and grabbed her car keys from the rack. And I grabbed my things too.
As her arm brushed mine, I felt that electricity again. This girl really got a superpower, I told you. Maybe she comes from another planet.
And, I guess she has felt it too, and I saw her blushed.
"Well, this is what I get for avoiding the cheerleaders," I muttered just to break the awkward atmosphere. And she let out a laugh.
Wow, I can't get tired of hearing it all day all my life.
Well, I just knew that I'd be living for thousands of years. I might as well turn this girl into a vampire so that we'll live together forever. Hehe, I am just kidding. But I'm a little bit serious. Nope, just serious and a little bit kidding. Maybe.
"Come on, Slowpokes! Just continue your lovey-dovey later. We got a party to crash." Sander butted in as she came out of nowhere.
And, when she said lovey-dovey, I think my face heated up. Fudge it!
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I drove my motorbike, and I followed Pryce’s yellow car. How many cars does this girl have? Different vehicles every day in different colors. Because as far as I have observed, on Monday, white; Tuesday, red; Wednesday, blue; yesterday, green; this morning, black. I saw it when I headed to the mall with the girls. And now, yellow. She is such a rich bitch.
But one thing's in my mind; I don't know what's at parties.