Party

•Amethyst•

P.S., don't watch the top video until I say, it goes better with the story if you wait.

On Friday Samantha and I were sitting at the lunch table, talking about random stuff, when Xander came up to us with a big smile.

"There's a party today! You've gotta come!" He said as he hugged Samantha.

I waved. "Hey, Xander."

"Hey, Amy. Max was just talking about you! Anyway, Jacob is throwing a party and everyone in the school is invited. I was wondering if you guys wanna come?" Xander said happily.

I shook my head no when Samantha immediately looked at me with pleading eyes. "No, Sammy! I'm not going! I've got to work on my part of the project in history!"

She pouted and gave me puppy eyes. "Come on, Amy! I wanna do a matching couples thing!"

I raised an eyebrow. "I'm single, though."

She giggled. "You and Max can do something, duh! You guys are basically a couple anyway."

I shook my head. "No we're not. We only like each other as friends, that's it." She gave me puppy eyes again. "Buuuuttt, I guess we can do a couples thing."

She squealed happily and hugged me before turning to Xander to start planning out their outfits. I sighed and picked up my tray before walking over to Max's table to see him stealing food off his friend's tray. I placed my tray next to his and waved.

"Hi, knight," I greeted.

He turned to me with a fry hanging out of his mouth. He quickly stuffed it in his mouth and waved.

"Hi, shortie."

"Can I sit here? Sammy and Xander are planning out their outfits so I thought we should do the same, since Sammy wants us to do it with her," I explained.

He quickly scooted over and I sat down. We spent the rest of lunch talking about what we should wear and eventually decided on a nice color scheme. He would wear black pants and black leather jacket with a grey shirt while I wore the girly version of that. We would also wear grey Timberlands, since those were the only shoes that we owned that were the same.

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"I found the perfect skirt and shirt, Amy!" Samantha called as I finished straightening my wavy hair in the bathroom.

"Okay! I'll change into it!" I called as I put on some maroon matte lipstick.

"Make sure your eyeliner is winged!" She called.

I smirked. "Since when is it not?!"

We giggled together as I walked out of the bathroom. I froze as soon as I saw the pieces of clothing that I was supposed to wear to the party. They were a little too risqué for my liking, even though I owned the clothing.

My style was: wear one thing that showed off either my legs, stomach, or arms and wear something else that covered everything else up.

That outfit was not that.

Samantha had picked out a really cropped grey tube top that looked like a bandeau and a short black pencil skirt. My black leather jacket and Timberlands were laying on my bed since that was the only part of my outfit that was confirmed at lunch earlier that day.

"Cute right?" She asked excitedly and she glanced at me from her compact mirror as she was doing her mascara

I nodded and picked up the clothes from the door knobs of my closet doors and walked into the bathroom to change. When I finished I looked at myself in the mirror and frowned at all of the skin I was showing.

I wasn't the most comfortable with myself when it came to looks. I knew that I wasn't ugly, the amount of compliments I got from people were enough to tell me that, but I knew that I wasn't gorgeous. I had pretty eyes and thick lips, but that was all I had going for me.

People walked by me without a second glance, even though I tried hard on all of my outfits, but there were so many other girls who didn't care about what they wore and all of the guys flirted with them. I was bothered by that for a while until I realized that I just wasn't much to look at. I was just a small, shy, quiet, and usually scared girl who cared about her grades, wore glasses, and wore fashionable outfits.

And I was okay with that.

"You sure I should wear this? I'll look like a total try-hard. Plus my glasses ruin the look," I asked Sammy timidly as I walked out of the bathroom.

She closed her mascara and turned to me before gasping. "Wow, Amy," she said in awe. "You look so hot!" She squealed.

I looked down at my clothes and then back up at her. I raised and eyebrow and tilted my head. "No, I don't. I look like me trying to look... I don't know... sexy, I guess?"

She chuckled and walked over to me. She pulled out a small white box before taking off my glasses. I almost asked her what she was doing when she spoke.

"You said that the glasses ruin the look, and since I'm such a good friend, I remembered to bring you contacts! They're your prescription too, so don't worry," Samantha explained as she placed the box in my hand.

I sighed and walked into the bathroom to put them on. Once I did, I realized how bright my eyes were without glasses lens covering them. I smiled, walked back into my room, put on my leather jacket and grey Timberlands, and grabbed my phone and keys. I turned to see Samantha doing the same and smiled at her outfit.

She was wearing some bright red Air Jordan's, ripped black skinny jeans, a bright red crop-top, and a black varsity jacket with a white stripe on the sleeves.

"You look cute, as usual," I complimented as we walked downstairs.

She smiled. "Same to you, girl." There was a honk outside. "Those are our rides!"

She never said anything about rides.

We both walked outside to see Xander leaning on his black sports car (I'm not good at cars) wearing the same outfit as Samantha, except for the crop-top, that was just a shirt, and Max leaning on his black truck. I smiled and waved at Max when I finished locking the door and saw his eyes widen in surprise at seeing me.

"Hi knight!" I greeted cheerfully.

He waved back. "H-hi shortie."

I looked him up and down and smiled at his outfit. He was wearing the grey Timberlands that were way larger than mine, some black ripped jeans, a tight grey V-neck, and a black leather jacket.

"You look nice!" I complimented once I got close to him.

He smirked and looked me up and down. "So do you." He opened the passenger door and bowed. "Your chariot awaits."

I giggled and hopped (literally, the step was so high!) into the car and laughed when Max pushed my hand, that was going to close the door, before closing it for me. Max then hopped in (metaphorically) while I was putting on my seatbelt and turned on the car. He then put his seatbelt on and turned on the radio, which played one of my favorite songs.

He quickly changed the radio to a different song, which was also another favorite song, and smiled, because he also liked that song.

"Don't go to war for me, I'm not the one that you want me to be. Don't call me up at 2 A.M. tonight. It feels so damn good and I wish you would," we sang the chorus together.

"Are we just gonna stay like this forever? Floating, I'm serious. My heart is furious. 'Cause I'm so confused when we're together. Feels like I'm choking, these emotions. I know I'm gonna let you down, so don't hold your breath now, yeah," he sang and I almost gasped at how amazing his voice was. The only reason I didn't was because the part where we sing together was coming and I did to want to miss it.

"Bittersweet in your mouth. Can you stomach the doubt? I wish I could say what I'm feeling. I'm scared to let these words out."

"Don't go to war for me, I'm not the one that you want me to be. Don't call me up at 2 A.M. tonight. It feels so damn good and I wish you would. And don't cry no more for me. Don't waste your time convincing me that maybe someday we'll get it right. 'Cause we never could, I wish that we would but we won't so just don't. We won't, so just don't. But we won't do just don't. Don't, " we sang for the chorus together.

"I can't trust you, baby, cause I don't want to. This isn't fun anymore, never hurt like this before. Broken dishes on the floor. Hearts exploding. Tell me why I'm still holding onto the love that we've been breaking. Damn I thought we'd make it. No other way to say it (don't, don't, don't)."

We sang the chorus again before my favorite part came.

"We burn faster than a cigarette in my mouth," Max sang.

"I know it hurts, but baby, we can't stop now. Baby we can't stop now," I sang.

We sang the chorus one last time before the song ended. I turned down the radio and looked at Max in awe.

"You're amazing at singing!" I pointed out.

He chuckled and turned to me. "I was just about to say the same thing about you, shortie."

I blushed. "I sing all the time at home. I even used to make songs... well I still do."

Max's eyes widened. "Really? Can I hear one?"

If it weren't for his genuine face I would've thought he was joking.

I cleared my throat as I nodded. "Sure." I wracked my brain for a good song and smiled when I thought of the perfect one. "This one is called Water on the Bridge."

I sighed before singing. "Winter came and went but my love don't seem to go, no, oh

You said we could be friends but that's not enough to hold, no, oh

Yeah you call and you ask me how I am

And I don't think I can take it (And I don't think I can take it)

And then we talk and I wait 'til you hang up

And you wonder why I'm breaking (And you wonder why I'm breaking)

There's so much water on the bridge

You're telling me that you'd rather we just sink than swim

There's too much water on the bridge

You're telling me that you don't think you can live with it

So I change my point of view

'Cause I want to be with you

Winter came and went but the cold lasted for so long

And I wanna kiss your neck but I'm biting on my own tongue

Then you call and you say that something's wrong

Suddenly you're coming over (Suddenly you're coming over)

And I know that you just came here to talk

But I'm losing my composure (But I'm losing my composure)

There's so much water on the bridge

You're telling me that you'd rather we just sink than swim

There's too much water on the bridge

You're telling me that you don't think you can live with it

And you call and you say that something's wrong

Suddenly you're coming over

And I know that you just came here to talk

But you're fucking with my closure

There's so much water on the bridge

You're telling me that you'd rather we just sink than swim

There's too much water on the bridge

You're telling me that you don't think you can live with it

So I change my point of view

'Cause I want to be with you."

Max sighed and shook his head once I finished, which scared me a little bit, but what he said next made me smile.

"That was amazing! Your voice is so soft and quiet when you talk but when you sing you sound so strong! The lyrics were amazing as well, shortie. You should be on the radio, Amy! Really!"

I giggled and shook my head. "It's really not that good. But thanks."

"It's good, shortie. Really good."

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As soon as we walked into the house four of my five senses were disorientated. The smell of sweat and perfume was pungent, as well as throw up. The strobe lights in the dark room were messing with my vision and had already started to give me a headache. All of the humidity and heat in the air were making me feel sticky. The sound of kissing, talking, barfing, laughing, hooting, and moaning (the most disturbing one) were all just a jumbled mess in my brain and I couldn't believe so much had already happened.

"Wow, there's a lot going on here," I whispered to myself and Max wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me into his side.

He bent down to talk in my ear since God knows I couldn't hear him all the way up there when I could barley hear my thoughts.

"Stay close to me, okay shortie?" He said.

I nodded and started to walk over to the dance floor, since it would most likely be the only time I would be able to show off my dance moves to the school. Max trailed behind me with a stone cold expression which scared me a little bit but I didn't pay much attention to it.

Once we found a spot where people weren't constantly dry-humping each other my ultimate favorite song came onto the speakers, causing me to squeal and push Max away from me a little bit so I could dance.

(A/N: You can watch the top video now.)

"Sweet little unforgettable thing!" I sang as I swerved my hips from side to side.

I don't know how it happened, but everyone in the crowd had formed a circle around me, except for Max, who was standing in the same spot he was.

I turned over to him and grabbed his hand and pulled him closer behind me. I looked up to him and smiled as I kept dancing and he swayed along me with me as I moved my hips.

"You don't have to be so awkward, Max," I giggled when I realized that his hands were glued to his sides.

He smirked and put them on my hips and moved a little closer to me.

"I'm just lovin' my body," I sang as I rolled my hips in a circle.

Max matched my movements and made sure that we didn't start dry-humping or grinding because that was a little too much for me.

"I don't care, if you're scared of a sweet little unforgettable thing!" I said as I reached my hands up behind me and touched Max's chest, changing my hips back to moving from side to side.

Once the chorus ended I turned around with Max's hands still on waist and mine still on his chest.

"I love my ass, I wanna shake it," I said as put my hands behind my head and popped my butt back a few times. "You can thank my mama 'cause she made it," I sang as I rolled my body and grabbed Max's hands put them over my head.

"I'ma do just what I want on the regular," I sang as shimmied forward, Max catching on and shimmying back.

I then kept twirling around myself and rolling my hips while Max did a more manly version of that.

I pulled Max's collar down so he was eye-level with me and kept swaying my hips. "Know that I'm not sorry," I sang. I then slowly slid down, swaying my hips, until I was squatting on the floor (with closed legs) while singing, "I'm just lovin' my body."

Max stared down at me as I did so with a weird look in his eyes, but I didn't really care as I was having too much fun.

As I slowly stood up while swaying my hips, Max brought his hands to my hips again.

"Shame, shame, shame on me," I sang as I put my back to Max's chest again. "Shame, shame, shame!"

I didn't realize we started grinding but it didn't really bother me much since it wasn't as aggressive as the other teenager's.

"Shame on me, baby," I sang as I rolled my hips against Max. "I ain't gon' change."

Before I knew it, the song was over and everyone in the room was applauding and cheering. I giggled and let go of Max completely when Samantha came running up to me. Xander whisked Max away somewhere and the dancing around us continued as a new song played.

"You just grinded on Max for a whole song!"she exclaimed.

I nodded and shrugged. "So? I was having fun! It wasn't inappropriate or anything."

She smirked. "Max looked like he was having a lot more than just fun when started rolling your hips all over him. He likes you a lot, Amy, and when your sexy self is dancing on him like that he must've been going crazy!"

I shook my head. "I was just dancing, Sammy."

She nodded. "And I'm a unicorn."

I guess she's a unicorn then.

Amethysts singing voice is Carissa Alvarado and Maximus's singing voice is Michael Alvarado. I didn't choose songs that they wrote in this one but I will put some in. I also don't own any of the songs that the characters sing or 'write'. Thought everything else is my own ideas, the songs are the only thing I didn't come up with.