Victor's pov
Attending David's party tonight is not a bad idea, I will get to ease myself from this tiring week. I might as well move in with him tonight. His place is closer to the office and I can get him to drive me around. I started working at the company on Monday, and David is starting next week. Lucky ass.
I'm so stressed out. No one would believe I'm the next CEO with the ridiculous duties I was assigned to. I was made to arrange all the files in the storage alphabetically, and get lunch for everyone on my mom's secretarial team because they have their lunch in the office. The team leader was a sassy one but she's good and what she does. She made me prepare coffee for her with no sugar in it.
They were other nice people on the team, they were older all than me. I would like to work with them in the future. I don't think I got to see my mom once this week. She was always busy with meetings. Sarah, the team leader told me she had been attending board meetings because of her retirement and handing over to me.
I woke up at 18:00, that was a long nap. I turned on my phone. My neck still hurts, Moving out of this dorm is inevitable at this rate. This bed is getting too uncomfortable for me. I have to prepare for David's party. There's not much to prepare anyway. I'm so hungry, I should grab something to eat on my way to David's party. I packed my clothes and other stuff into a duffel bag.
I wrote a note to my roommate and dropped it on his reading table. I told him I moved out of the dorm and that he could have the room to himself. Later, I showered, dressed up, and headed for David's place.
The loud music and the smell of alcohol overwhelmed me as I entered his house. I hate alcohol, it is so bitter and the smell is not so nice. I don't know why people enjoy it. I might get lucky tonight with some sexy girl. I need to fuck stress out of my body.
As soon as my so-called best friend sighted me he dragged me with him. "Hey man, I'm glad you showed up. I want to show someone people to you, they have always wanted to meet you. " He took me upstairs to meet girls, these girls are pretty but none of them is intriguing.
When David got carried away, I used the opportunity to sneak out for some air, I didn't even get the chance to drop my bag. The air outside made me feel refreshed. I started looking around, studying the people going in and outside the party.
Some dude was coming to where I stood, I guess he wants to pick up a call. The voice was feminine, I looked to check the physique. The person had boobs, large ones. It's a she. Damn, she's busty. I love busty women.
It seemed like she was talking to her boss, she said something about receiving her payment or so. She sighed as she dropped the call, she must be frustrated from work, I decided to talk to her so I moved close to her.
"Work must be tiring," I said to her.
"Not it's not." That was one sharp response from her.
"Wow, I am surprised. What do you do? Your job must be very easy or you are passion-driven. You are passionate about your job with the way you sighed earlier." I moved closer to her. She was looking into my eyes, she is so cute.
"I write a column for the Hills magazine. Does my job sound easy to you? You are probably right about my passion," Her tone was quite different. It sounded like I pissed her. I should not have said her job was easy. Hills magazine was a famous one, my mom had interviewed with them sometimes.
"Sounds easy to me, you just write a bunch of stuff and publish." I wanted to make her angrier. She is cute when she's annoyed, she reminds me of my younger sister Victoria.
"I know bums like you. I don't just get why you are corky. I know you aren't working and you have things easy at home. Writing isn't as easy as it seems." She ranted. Writers work hard, doing research and creating good pieces to feed people with information. That sounds easy uhn?" Her ears were red from yelling.
"I'm sorry," I said to calm her down and it worked.
"It's okay. I just hope you got my point."
"I did get your point ma'am. I mistook you for a dude while you were coming, your walking steps, your haircut, and your clothes. Your voice sold you out and your bosom too, they are quite large I must say," I wanted to get on her nerves.
"Of course, you all want girls to be all girly and curvy." She said and she walked away. I didn't go after her, she didn't know her good she looked there's no need to tell her. I should go find myself a girly and curvy girl to bang.
David was already looking for me, I could see him looking around as I entered. I went to meet him. "Where were you?" He yelled so I could hear him.
"I went outside to get some air," I yelled back. "Take," I threw my bag at him.
"What's is this? You are moving in!" He hugged me.
"Don't hug me, I'm straight. I don't want to scare the chicks away from me."
"I will put your bag in the room beside mine. I might be wasted at the end of the party, sort yourself out then." He hit my shoulder and ran off.
I guess I'm on my own now. I went upstairs so I could get a better view of the whole party, then this twerk song came on the party's attention was on two girls twerking. One of them seemed familiar. I could not believe my eyes. It was the tomboy I met earlier and someone I suppose is her friend. Her ass is not as big as her friend's but damn she knows how to wiggle it. This party is one of a hell.