The hot and strong music penetrated the door and fell into the ears of the girl who had just come outside. It was an unknown song, oh, it was not unknown, it sounded like MJ's shudder, but it should be There are a lot of things in it.
"It looks really lively." Angela whispered, and reached out to ring the doorbell. Maybe it was because it was too noisy inside. She pressed it three times before the sound of the door opening.
"Wow, Angie! You're finally here." After Britney screamed in surprise, she rushed up and hugged the girl firmly, but her dress was a bit... well, It should be said that she is still very beautiful and cute, but she is just tied with two pigtails. No matter how you look at it, she looks like the little girl in "The First Confession of Love", and Angela has always thought that Britney's dress as a middle school student was not very good-looking. .
"Since I promised you, of course I won't break the appointment." Even so, Angela kissed her cheek affectionately, then glanced at the back room: "However, if you come later to open the door, I will really turn around. leave."
"Really?" Britney immediately showed a confused look.
"Of course, you must know that the phone is placed with the bodyguard." The girl said solemnly, Britney burst out laughing, and then patted her chest: "You scared me, Angie, I managed to get Kristin's hands off. If you really have to call me to open the door, I will be ridiculed by her for days."
"I can imagine what it would be like." Angela said with a smile, she was very satisfied with the relationship between Britney and Christina. The two girls were attracted to each other and competed with each other, as always expected, It's just that she vaguely felt that the competition was a little sour.
The light in the back room was very dim, and it felt more like night than the street that had just entered the night. The rotating lights that flashed from time to time, the DJs playing discs, and the noisy men and women stepping on the beat to the rhythm, Angela finally understood. Why Britney and Christina are delaying the party until now.
"You are having a dance party in the apartment?" The girl looked at Britney beside her.
"It should be a birthday dance party," the other party blinked, seeming to be very proud, "The families downstairs have already gone on a trip, and the ones upstairs are going out to play tonight, as long as it ends before 9 o'clock No problem, as for the landlord, he already agreed."
"Well, I have to say that you guys are very good at planning." Angela sighed, as if approving.
"Since you are invited to participate, of course we have to plan more grandly." Christina's voice came from the side. She was wearing a black shoulderless t-shirt, gleaming trinkets, and dark trousers, and she already had the temperament of the future.
"Then I should feel honored, shouldn't I?" The girl immediately hugged her too.
"It's an honor, but that's us!" Christina said, walked over to the DJ, whispered a few words to him, and then waited for him to stop before taking the microphone: "Hi, good evening, everyone, welcome here to participate. My birthday dance party with Brit! Now, I'd like to introduce tonight's heavyweight mystery guest, DJ, to the music!"
The familiar music sounded, and followed Britney to put a microphone into Angela's hand. The girl was stunned at first, but then she reacted and glared at her. Obviously, this was planned by the two of them for a long time, but since things were like this, she couldn't dismantle them.
So despite being a little unhappy, Angela still raised the microphone to her lips and sang at the end of the prelude: "remembering me discover and see all over the world..."
Although the sound equipment here is not as professional, the girl's voice is as beautiful as ever. Many people heard her when she sang the first line. Immediately screamed.
The lights came on, although Angela's dress was as simple as always, jeans and a t-shirt, well, the weather was a little cold, and a coat, but these did not harm her temperament, and she still looked cute, beautiful, and beautiful.
"What are you still doing, don't forget what you should do!" The girl shouted, took off her jacket and threw it to Britney. In the end, although she doesn't like dancing, she can do a few moves to adjust the atmosphere.
The boys and girls suddenly screamed and cheered, twisting their bodies with the smooth rhythm, and the scene was hot.
If the party was only hot before, then after Angela appeared, it became a roar of fire, not only because every child was dancing to the music, but every time she finished singing, everyone would shout. "Encore" asked to continue, while the two culprits giggled, until after three songs, the girl had to shout, "Okay, my dears, this is not my concert tonight!"
But she clearly underestimated her influence, and immediately a boy exclaimed, "We don't mind!"
"Don't mind? That's great! Then, DJ, please play other music, I'll go, thank you." Angela smiled and put down the microphone, not giving them a chance to argue, and quickly got off the stage.
Everyone was disappointed, but the anger at the dance was still warm. After all, everyone's enthusiasm had already been ignited. The girl sat down at this time and asked for a glass of water with a sigh of relief.
"You sing really well, Angie." Britney came out of the crowd and smiled and brought her a glass of juice: "Try this, it's freshly squeezed, it tastes very good."
"Generally speaking, it's better to add something else." The voice came from the side, and a tall girl appeared in front of her, and she stretched out her hand carelessly: "Nice to meet you, Angela, I'm Ali Modell , Christine's friend."
"Christine's high school classmate is a bitch." Britney whispered in her ear, and then left, obviously she didn't like this Ali.
"Hello, it's nice to meet you too." But the girl kept her politeness and shook hands with the other party.
"Want some?" Ali took out a small flat silver pot and raised it.
"This is?"
"Four rose whisky, I got it from Matthew—my dad—with great difficulty." Allie shrugged. "Want some? It's watered, it's not very strong, it's better in juice."
"This... How old are you, Ali?"
"17 years old," the other party suddenly frowned, "Are you a good girl? I really can't tell. I thought big stars like you and rich girls wouldn't care about that at all."
"Everyone is different, I don't like drinking under age, that's all." Angela gestured as an explanation. The other party snorted from his nose and turned to leave.
The girl could only shrug her shoulders, and she saw this kind of thing a lot. Drinking, smoking marijuana, making out in public, etc., the three major dances in the school are slightly better, but only better. As originally stipulated, only students in grades 11 and 12 can participate in the dance. But in the end, not everyone can come, and gnawing on the mouth in front of the teacher is more commonplace—except for drinking and smoking marijuana, as for private parties, I won’t talk about that.
Of course, this has nothing to do with her relatively conservative character. No matter what, some imprints are indelible, so Angela doesn't like parties very much. But even so, some still have to participate. For example, the parents' cocktail party - a high-level party, or now, it is necessary for communication, she just needs to take care of herself anyway.
After 9 o'clock, the dance finally came to an end. But the next party still has to go on, eat snacks, drink some drinks, chat with each other, play games and so on. Of course, Angela is still the main target, and several people surround her to ask some gossip and other things.
"So, Al likes rubbing his nose?" a boy asked.
"Or let's put it this way, he's always like this when he's embarrassed. In fact, when have you seen him embarrassed?" The girl asked back with a smile, and glanced at the room at the same time. It's no wonder Britney says she's a bitch when they're together with each other, and the former Allie flirts with two boys at the same time.
"By the way, I heard that Julia Roberts' mysterious boyfriend is a businessman, do you know who it is, Angie?" another girl asked.
"I don't know about this. Since it's a mysterious boyfriend, Julia can't take the initiative to reveal anything to me, can it?" The girl shrugged. It doesn't matter if Ali is a bitch or not, she should concentrate on dealing with the burning gossip in front of her. The fire guys, you must know that she almost spat out her uncle's name just now.
When the time began to approach 10 o'clock, the children at the party began to say goodbye and leave. Angela saw that the scene was over and was about to leave, but Britney immediately grabbed her arm.
"Angie, can I live here today?" The girl's face was full of anticipation, but the twinkling eyes clearly had other meanings.
But Angela didn't notice it, just frowned slightly: "Is it okay to live here today?"
"Of course, tomorrow is the weekend, no one will say anything if you sleep in." Britney pulled her arms tighter, blinking her eyes, "My bed is very wide, you can come with me sleep."
"Really?" Angela thought about it, and it didn't seem like it was a big deal. "Okay, but I have to call home."
Obviously, there would be no objection in the family. In this kind of matter, the parents believed her judgment very much, except that the mother jokingly said a little: "Are there any boys there?"
"No, Mom, it's just me and Brit and Kristen, don't worry."
"Okay, okay, I'm just asking, so be it, goodbye, dear."
"Goodbye, mother." The girl didn't hang up the phone immediately, she always felt that her mother had something to say, and then she heard her mother's last sentence before hanging up, which should be for her father: "Or, I will later It would be better to have one in her carry-on bag."
She didn't react at first, but after a few seconds, she understood, and then she opened her mouth to cover her forehead, and after maintaining this motion for several minutes, she snorted with her nose: "I will never use that thing in my life! "
After turning off the phone, the girl came back from the window. There was no one else in the room. Britney and Christina were whispering from the open kitchen. Angela, who was about to turn around to greet them, suddenly changed her mind. Stop at the corner. He stretched out his ears to hear what they were saying.
"I won this time, Kristin, Angie will stay overnight and sleep with me!" Britney's tone couldn't help but be proud.
"Are you too happy, Brit, Angie is still on the phone, you're sure she'll stay," Christina said, still in her critical tone.
"Don't be jealous, Kristen. Since you could talk privately with Angie last time, of course I can sleep with her too!" Britney was in a good mood, but she wasn't moved at all.
This is... taking me as a competitor? Angela suddenly had a feeling of crying and laughing. She patted her head with a headache, and decided it was better not to think about it for the time being, and since she had decided to stay. The phone is also called, and I can't regret it right away.
The girl stopped eavesdropping. After walking back a few steps, she stomped her steps and announced that she was here: "Hey, you have already started cleaning up the house, do you want me to help?"
The room seemed messy, but it was quick to clean up, not to mention Angela's help. To know when she was with her grandmother. Lots of help in the kitchen, though I didn't learn a thing or two about Chinese cuisine. At least it's a good idea to clean up.
Just when the dishes were washed and ready to be put on the kitchen cabinet, Angela suddenly pulled out a bottle. It was half a bottle of whisky, the amber drink swaying and glistening in the light.
"God, don't tell me, you are stealing alcohol!" The girl raised the bottle and looked at the two girls outside.
"Ha, it looks like our dad not only had a party here to drink, but he didn't even take the bottle." Britney took it, took a closer look, and shook her head and handed it to Christina.
"I hope they can remember that if my mother saw it, she would ask Angie if we were stealing alcohol." Christina shrugged and put the bottle on the stage.
"Well, I'm just asking." Angela was a little embarrassed.
"Actually, I secretly tasted a little bit before, and I just dipped it with my tongue," Britney recalled. "It's cool, a little spicy, and nothing else."
"My dear, only a fool would think that you can taste the taste of wine by touching it with your tongue." Christina certainly would not miss the opportunity to beat her, "During the summer vacation, I tasted a small glass and added water. Yes, it is a bit spicy, but at the same time a little bitter, it feels good."
Then she looked at Angela: "What do you think, Angie?"
"I... I don't know, I haven't drunk whisky," the girl said. She remembered drinking alcohol before, but she wondered if she didn't. In short, she couldn't remember.
Christina and Britney looked at each other, the former immediately took out a small glass, poured a quarter of it, added a third of it with water, and pushed it in front of Angela with a smile: "Try it. "
"Do you really want it?" The girl hesitated, she had a very bad feeling.
"Don't worry, Angie, it's a new experience if you try it occasionally, we won't talk about it." Christina thought she was worried about the reaction at home.
"Okay, okay, just give it a try." I can't think of any bad feelings. Besides, although there is a law on drinking, there are many young people who violate this law, such as Ali before. , and the police did not arrest anyone.
So Angela drank the whisky in the glass in one gulp, maybe it was too hot to the throat, she immediately coughed, and she almost coughed out tears.
"Angie, are you okay." The two girls hurriedly supported her.
Angela waved her hand, took a few breaths, lowered her head for a while, and then suddenly turned around and walked in the room, pulling her neckline as she walked: "God! I really shouldn't drink this wine... There seems to be a fire in my chest... God, I feel like my whole body is starting to burn..."
Britney and Christina looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. After a while, Britney asked carefully, "Angie... She's going to be okay?"
"Is something wrong? Oh, of course not, my dear." Angela suddenly came back and put her hands on the stage. The blush on her face seemed to be dripping with water. How attractive and attractive, the other two girls almost swallowed their saliva unconsciously.
Then Angela giggled: "Wow, now I feel like I'm flying, it feels great, I'm about to... fly to the clouds!"
Following her, she made another resentful expression: "God, it's really lonely to fly alone on the clouds, why don't you come to accompany me, how happy it is to fly together!"
She sang, recited, and even sang an aria—although no one had ever heard such a strange tone, but she could see she was excited, and it made Britney and Christina's heads go crazy.
"God, the whiskey attack didn't happen so fast, I'm afraid Angie will be the worst woman I've ever seen!" Christina has begun to regret instigating Angela to drink.
"Then what are we going to do now?" Britney had no choice.
"How do I know!" Christina said the same.
"Brit!" Angela suddenly called out to Britney, "I feel like my head is going up a little, obviously your bed has begun to call me, can I go to rest?"
Looking at them with watery green eyes, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, even the Iron Man would be tempted, Britney's heart skipped a few beats, and nodded quickly: "Of course, I'll help you in here. ."
"No no no, dear, don't use the word "support," the girl shook her finger, "I can walk by myself, I promise."
"Okay, okay, you can go by yourself." Britney covered her forehead, but Angela suddenly pulled her into her arms, and then kissed her pink lips heavily, the girl opened her eyes Big eyes, completely unresponsive, dizzy and let the girl suck her tender lips.
"You're so beautiful, Brit." Angela didn't bother too much, she left her lips with a seductive smile, and then looked at Christina, who was in a daze: "You too, Christine!"
After saying this, she also hugged her and kissed her on the lips. She turned and sucked slowly before letting go of her. Then she swayed to the door of the bedroom, and looked back with a lot of style. He blew a kiss: "I love you! Good night!"
After a while, she entered the bedroom charmingly and made the eyes of the two girls who were slightly panting straight. After a while, Britney asked, "Then... is it really Anji?!"