*Blair's Point of View*
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Being cured while you're a human sucks. It hurts like a fudging hell. But it left me no choice. I have to endure this.
Well, I can heal it fast if I turned into a vampire, but in case they'll suspect me of being supernatural. They will surely freak out. So, I stayed as a human.
After Sander and Pryce finally finished with me. I am finally free, so I went to the fridge and got some bottled water because I'm so freaking thirsty.
I heard Pryce talked about not letting those assholes get to school on Monday without their parents since she is going to expel them. They should be.
Then, I glanced at Lee and Drea, who are sitting side by side and being cornered with all the cheerleaders that are freaking out about their revelation of their secret relationship. They are just so cute.
I emptied the bottle and threw it in the trash bin.
My hands are also plastered because of some cuts and bruises. But damn, my head got twelve stitches, and that surely hurts. I have felt every pull of the needle with a thread. While Lee got five on her face, and it will surely last in there as long as she lives. Poor girl, but she'll look cool with it. A badass cheerleader. Damn!
Well, the cheerleaders already understood Lee and Drea's situation, and they forgive their captain for not telling them. I think the case is solved. The party should continue here in the kitchen.
Then, I just noticed that my clothes are still full of blood, and blood stinks when you're a human, but it smells and tastes like soda when I'm a vampire.
So, I removed my scarf and took off my T-shirt to get rid of it.
I noticed that it went silent here in the kitchen. And, as I looked around me, there's a lot of wide pairs of eyes staring at me. Well, I'm just in my black bra, and I still got my jeans, okay, and I am not planning on taking them off.
"Not again, Blair. Twice this day, huh?" Drea let out and averted her gaze at the rest of the people here inside.
"What? It stinks. I might throw up any second by now. " I spoke, and a hand dragged me out of the kitchen. It's Pryce with her face in a deep shade of red.
"What the heck, Blair? Don't you ever strip just like that," she yelled and still dragged me to the parking lot.
"It stinks, you know that? And if I didn't take it off, I might throw up our amazing dinner earlier. Besides, we're all girls in there." I reasoned out, and she seemed convinced.
"Alright, wear this." She sighed and handed me a red T-shirt from her car compartment.
"Oh, Thanks to you, Baby-blue, for always being a girl scout," I uttered as I took the shirt from her, and I just noticed that she's been staring at my almost naked upper extremities.
I cleared my throat and wiggled my eyebrows at her.
"I am not enjoying the view, Freak. Get dressed already," she stated, and there, I broke out into a fit of laughter.
I never said that she is enjoying the view. Fudge, this is killing me! Laughter can kill, you know that?
"I don't know about you… Ugh!" She surrendered and left me there while slipping in the shirt and laughing hysterically. I can't believe this girl.
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We went back inside, and everything seemed fine. Sander is talking with some cheerleaders, and my two favorite gay friends are drinking flavored beer together with some cheerleaders also.
Then, Pryce smacked my arm when I came inside the kitchen looking for a fight, for I already have a red shirt, and it will not be stained by blood anymore.
Some girls just laughed at us. Well, a party is fun.
The night went on until I felt sleepy and tired. I didn't drink any beverage except water since I don't want to pass out like Sander on the kitchen table. Pryce also stayed sober because she will still drive home.
Some of the girls are already asleep. Lee and Drea are sleeping peacefully in each other's arms on the couch.
And, Maggie being the mother of the party, stayed as sober as possible. She is the one to take care of everybody in her mansion.
"Umm... Ms. Winsley, Blair? Do you want to stay for the rest of the night here? We have guest rooms upstairs since Cassandra's clearly passed out." Maggie told us while helping some of her maids to clean up the kitchen.
"We're fine, Maggie. I can guide Cassie on the car." Pryce told her.
"Alright. Just tell me if you need something, okay?" She stated and left us.
I am leaning on the fridge, holding an empty water bottle to keep myself awake. Then, Pryce shook the passed-out Sander on the table.
"Hey, Cassie! It's time to go home. Come on. Get up." She uttered while shaking her, and Sander fluttered her eyes open, then murmured something.
"The party's still on, Bitches!" Drea yelled out of nowhere and startled a sleeping Lee on the couch.
Then, I stood up and helped Pryce by dragging Sander off the table.
"Hey, you might hurt yourself, Blair," she stated with full concern in her voice.
"Nope, I'm fine. Let me help you." I insisted as I took Sander's left arm and put it around my shoulders.
Fudge, she's right. It hurts. I can't go on as a human while being like this.
So, I decided to wish as a vampire for just seconds to heal these wounds and bruises.
I closed my eyes and my fangs protracted, and I could feel that the flesh of my body had healed.
As I turned back into a human, Sander was startled, and I think she is fully awake now while she got a nervous and afraid look on her face.
She stood up straight and looked at me in shock.
Don't tell me she sensed my transformation earlier? And, I just learned that she's not an ordinary teenager. She's a witch. So, they are real. Wow!
"Hey, are you okay, Cassie?" Pryce asked her worriedly.
"Uh... umm... Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, Prycie," she stammered, and I can sense that she is nervous.
"Okay. You wanna drink aspirin?" Pryce asked her as she walked on her own.
"No, I'm good. Are we going home?" She stated, and she asked like she didn't take up six cans of beer in her system.
"Yep, not unless you still want to crash some party again, Sander," I let out as I grabbed my leather jacket behind the door.
"Alright, I would love to, Blairie. Wanna come with me?" She said jokingly.
"Well, yeah! If Baby-blue will come too, and it feels good to get a fight because I have a redshirt now." I said to her, and Pryce glared at me.
Then, we called out for Maggie and told her that we're going home.
Well, this has been an enjoyable and tiring day.