The female looked at her figure in her body length mirror, scanning every inch of her face to make sure that it was cleared of any flaws. She couldn't believe that she was actually getting ready for this. Of course it was her party, but she usually just threw on a pair of jeans and a nice shirt and that was it, but she had a feeling it was because she had invited someone who already had a special place in her heart. His name was Ryan, and he was someone who had instantly clicked with her from the second that they began to talk. Sasha didn't know what it was about him that she liked so much, and it annoyed her to her very core just to know that she hadn't figure it out yet. She moved her freshly curled brunette locks from her back to her shoulders, giving herself another looked in the mirror before she pulled out her lip gloss and applied some to her plump lips, rubbing them together and puckering them up in the mirror. Sasha wasn't looking forward to doing anything tonight. She honestly didn't want the kid like that. He was a nice guy, but she figured that being just friends would be the safe bet. Besides, he seemed to be pretty in love with his ex girlfriend as it was and Sasha knew that it would be her best bet to leave anything like that alone, so she figured that inviting a few guys over wouldn't make it such a big deal.
Heading down the stairs, the eighteen year old jumped as she noticed a pair of legs walk through her door without even knocking, but she let out a breath once she realized that it was just her cousin and his boyfriend. "Holy fuck, guys! You scared the hell out of me. Thanks for knocking. You're a sweetheart, Pris." Sasha joked toward Priscilla, walking over to her and wrapping her arms around the petite Latina. "I've missed you babe. When's everyone else coming over?" Priscilla asked, pulling away from Sasha and taking a seat on the couch. The female grabbed onto her cousin's coat and set it over a metal rack that she used to hold everyone's coats, turning her head to see a few headlights pull up along the curb. "I'm guessing right now. I only invited a few people, but I feel like it'll be more than that. You know what happened next time." A few months ago, Sasha invited a few people over, but one of them ended up posting it online and a little over two hundred people were packed inside her mansion, half of them drunk off their asses as it was. It was a mess, but she had the police clear it up for her. "It's a little quiet in here.." The brunette stated, promenading over toward her stereo, where she turned it up, the music blasting through the speakers as she opened up the front door to allow the other guests to walk through.
After about two hours, over fifty people were there, which wasn't too bad for her as long as it didn't get any bigger. People were already playing beer pong on her porch, and drunken guys were doing cannon balls into her pool. Sasha let out a sigh, taking a seat onto a chair and grabbing her drink, allow the cold alcohol slide down her throat, giving her a refreshing feeling as she pulled out her phone and searched through her contacts, finding Ryan's name. Where are you at? The pizza's getting cold. ;) She joked before sending the text message and turning her head to notice five already empty boxes of pizza that she ordered for the party. Setting her iPhone down, the girl made her way to a ground of people and began to chat with them for a few minutes about nothing important. "Get inside the pool, Sasha!" One of the guys yelled, attempted to grab her leg as she quickly pulled it away and looked down at him, smirking. "Fuck off Marcus." Sticking out her tongue, the brunette glided toward her seat, staring down at her phone and hoping that it would light up. She was honestly really looking forward to seeing Ryan and she'd hoped that he'd make it. As she sat against her chair, she drank the rest of her drink in what seemed like a minute, which definitely gave her a head rush.
