Down the… Bunny Hole? Part 2: Party…?
hockeyplayboy!ethan x femnerd!oc
warnings: 4th wall is shattered, cussing
summary: read and find out <33
“Is he sending me the details or…” Cameron thinks aloud as she checks the weather app for the umpteenth time. Not like she cares about what the weather is in Cupertino anyway. She’s just being stupid to pass the time.
Just as she finishes (or begins to finish) her sentence, a ding is heard coming from her phone.
Stupid Hockey Boy sent a chat: (yes that’s his name in her phone)
E: “hey jst wondering if u wanted to pu to the party still”
C: “Yeah, I guess I’ll go.” Cameron texts as if she wasn’t anticipating him to ask her.
E: “mk i’ll send the details”
Score, she thought. Finally i can get to go to a party for once in while. Suddenly, her thoughts stopped dead in their tracks. Wait, what the fuck am I going to wear?
She immediately runs to her closet, rummaging through different articles of clothing. She tosses pieces around haphazardly as she looks for a presentable outfit that doesn’t scream ‘I tried too hard.’
Walking into the party wearing a cute black halter top, some jean shorts, and some beat up forces, she struggles to find Ethan right away. She goes to check the booze, knowing he’d probably be near the area.
And right on the money she was.
There was Ethan, red solo cup in hand, classic frat boy outfit…
He was talking to another girl.
Multiple girls, actually.
Why did this make her blood boil? She doesn’t even like him. I mean, he was hot, but- she despises him. But then why is she seething with rage and some… Other odd feeling?
Walking up to Ethan, she taps him on the shoulder. “Hey, Eth. I made it.” The two girls give her dirty looks, but in all honesty… She could care less.
“What’s good, Cameron?” He smiles, flashing those stupid, attractive pearly whites. He gives her a small hug, and it takes everything in her not to moan at the scent of him. Why does he smell so damn good?
Taking initiative, she snatches the solo cup out of his hand and wafts the aroma of the liquid into her nostrils. Booze. She pours the cup into the sink, Ethan watching with wide eyes.
“This disgusting shit stunts your growth. Especially your brain growth, dipshit. No wonder you haven’t been taking anything away from our tutor sessions.” She retorts, tossing the cup to the side.
“I beg your pardon?-” Ethan gets cut off by one of the girls.
“Um, who are you?” One of the girls decide to speak up, looking her up and down like she’s sizing Cameron up.
“Bitch who are YOU?” She enunciates the you part as she looks her dead in the eyes with a stink face.
“I’m Ethan’s friend.” She puts her hands on her hips, popping her gum.
“Friend or fuck buddy? She points at Ethan and then the random girl, making little motions with her finger.
“So i’m guessing you’re just a fuck buddy. That’s cute. I don’t fuck with that.” Cameron gives a very fake and sarcastic smile, nodding at the revelation.
“I don’t know who the fuck you think you’re talking to-"
“Oh no, I’m most definitely talking to you, Veronica.”
“That’s not even my name- do you wanna fight?”
“Besides the point sweetheart. And I don’t fight people. That’s not my thing.”
“Well bitch, you’re gonna fight today.” The random girl takes her earrings off, tying up her hair.
“Is she serious?” She points to her, looking at Ethan and laughing.
“Looks like it. Let me step in before it gets too heated.” Ethan walks over to her, and eventually calms her down and makes her walk away.
“You have to control your hoes around me. I don’t play about none of that.” Cameron says flat out, looking up at Ethan.
“You decided to interrupt my conversation.”
“Didn’t seem like a conversation you wanted to have in the first place.”
“And just letting you know, I do what I want. Getting you out of that conversation wasn’t to help you. I just felt like it.” She looks at Ethan point blank, obviously seeming dead serious.
“Feisty,” He looks down at her, running over his teeth with his tongue. “I like it when you do that.”
“Ew, weirdo…” She has to admit… She loves the attention. But Ethan couldn’t even WATERBOARD that information out of her.
“You know you like it.” Ethan chuckles deeply, smirking.
She wants to say something snarky, but she holds her tongue, not wanting to prove Ethan right.
a/n: eek bitches i’m back i missed yall sfm yess
