"Excuse me?" I tapped on his shoulder to get his attention and he looked at me from head to toe like I was some kind of a freak.
"Dude stop checking me out and tell me what are you doing here?" I demanded with my hands on my hips.
Instead of answering me he laughed at me and again checked me out. What kind of a freak is this guy! Jeez he needs to straighten that attitude of his or he is so getting it from me.
He turned back and started to move away without answering me.
"What is your problem? I'm talking to you Mr. Casanova." I screamed at him.
He turned back and raised an eyebrow at me. "What have I done to earn that name?" He questioned.
"Ermm look around you Mr. Casanova." I indicated towards the bunch of girls who were stuck to him. From where I was standing it looked like he couldn't even breathe properly with the girls holding him so tightly.
"They're just friends. Nothing more." He said raising his hands. Okay I'm bored and I need a drink. I should leave Casanova with his hoes.
"Whatever." As I was about to leave he asked, "What are you doing at this party?"
Really now? Casanova is clueless, isn't he? He is asking me what am I doing at my own party? Now this is going to be fun.
"You know I can ask you the same question." Well I figured I want to know what he is doing at my party. Cool dude Virat at a junior's party, why?
"My buddy told me there is a cool party going on in some girl's house and invited me. I was free so I'm here." He answered casually and then added, "But what is an uptight girl like you doing at such an amazing party? Shouldn't you be home in bed?" This guy is unbelievable. He has no idea that he just put his foot in his mouth. Oh its going to be a fun night.
"So you think this party is pretty cool?" I am going to make him admit it and then give him the breaking news. I mentally lifted up my collar in pride.
"Yea it is pretty cool. But what would you know about a cool party. Have you ever been in one?"
How dare this stupid, annoying Casanova insult me like this? I'm Manvi, no one gets away with insulting me.
"Listen you Casanova don't you dare cross your line." I threatened him and pointed my index finger at him.
He freed himself from the clutch of his demanding 'girlfriends' and moved a step towards me. "Let me remind you nerdy no one raises their voice at Virat Vadhera."
"Guess what I just did. I don't give a rat's ass about who you are. Call me a nerd again and you will regret it for the rest of your life." I screamed at him. By now most of the people had gathered around us. My friends looked like they were going to have a heart attack. "Manvi what are you doing? He is Virat." Alex tried to remind me that the guy I was fighting with is Virat like I didn't know already.
I was tipsy and I didn't care about anything so I said in a louder voice, "Virat Pirat Nirat or Giraffe whatever his name is tell him to stay away from me."
"You are drunk. You don't know what you are talking. So shut up." Alex tried to stop me but tipsy me meant there was so stopping me. I took few steps closer to him and glared at him.
"You are a horrible person. I don't know why all these, no every freaking girl in school likes you. You walk around with bunch of girls constantly by your side but you claim to be single. What are you scared of commitment? Paige is like crazy about you and you tell me she is not your girlfriend. Such a loser you are Virat Vadhera. You called me a nerd well then what are you doing at my party huh?" Tipsy and angry me, not such a good sight. I knew I shouldn't be saying all those things to him that too in public but I couldn't stop myself. I barely knew the guy and here I was blaming him without knowing his side. I'm so going to regret this tomorrow.
I looked at him and saw his surprised expression turn to anger. He grabbed my shoulders, "You have no right to tell me what I should do and what I shouldn't. It is none of your business."
He pushed me a little and Jeevs held me up straight. Then he stormed out of the party.
The last thing I remember is taking A couple of vodka shots then some mixed drinks. Maybe I danced a little, I'm not sure. The night was pretty fun err minus the little incident with Casanova but the morning was a nightmare.
A fun night always means a bad morning. I woke up to some loud voices and I woke up to a ghastly sight. My mom stood next to my bed, glaring at me murderously. Not a good time to wake up. So I shut my eyes and pretended to sleep. She caught me though.
"Manvi get up right this second." Screamed mommy dear.
I have a feeling it is going to be a bad day, a bad bad bad day.
I opened my eyes slowly and looked around my room; anything to avoid looking at my mom. Holy moly, my room was a complete mess! Some of my friends were still sleeping on the floor. Shit shit shit. Mom's going to ground me for life.
While I was busy contemplating the situation and racking my brain to find a good enough excuse, mom kicked all of my friends out of our house.
"Dad is waiting downstairs. I want you in the hall in 2 minutes sharp." She sternly ordered and left.
Whatever Hitler. See this is the problem with my mom. She is so damn punctual. I can't even finish brushing my teeth in 2 minutes. I quickly chewed a gum and sprayed some perfume on me then sprinted downstairs.
Whoa I must say the house is upside down! There were couple of cleaning ladies sorting the mess out but dang this will take hours. How did my girls night out turn into this? I have no clue.
Dad was seated on a chair and mom was standing next to him, moti(my sister) too was there next to dad eating a chocolate croissant. She looked up at me and gave me a 'you are in big trouble' look. I rolled my eyes at her and pointed towards her food, indicating her to mind her own business and eat.
Mom nudged dad to talk but she was too impatient to wait for him to start so she began yelling at me.
"What non sense is this? You are barely seventeen and you throw a party that too without our permission! You stole the keys of the bar and opened it up. There was a party at MY house with minors and YOU supplied alcohol to them. There is a limit for everything Manvi. I'm tired of you rebelling everytime. I ask you to turn left you will turn right, I ask you to go to bed early you won't go to bed until late, I ask you to clean your room you will make it even messier. I left for a day and you turned the house upside down. What is your problem? Why do you treat us like we are your enemies?"
There goes the infamous lecture. How random can my mom get? Enemies and rebellious and what not, GAWD I NEED A BREAK. I already have a bad hangover and now mom yelling is not helping either.
"Just look at her. She doesn't regret it. She is sighing and rolling her eyes at me. What do I do with her?" Mom complained to dad.
"Ermm I'm sorry I am not a good actress and what I feel shows on my face." I blurted it and regretted the very next second because that made my dad get up from his seat.
"Manvi this is no way to talk to your mom. I've always supported you in everything but what you did last night has left me shocked too."
Seriously? This has to be the worst day of my life. Now dad will lecture me too?
Before dad could continue mom looked at me like she'd seen a ghost and grabbed my arm. "What is this?" she yelled.
I looked at my shoulder only to find a huge penis drawn on it. Uh oh. My stupid friends probably drew it when I was passed out. Next to the classy handiwork it was written, 'Suck it.'
Can it get any worse? They will never forgive me for this. "Err one of my friends did it." I stammered then realized that I was showing my weakness in front of mom, my worst critic, so I quickly added, "That's what you get for giving me two minutes. I would have cleaned it up if you'd have given me more time." I stormed towards my room before they could stop me and slammed my door shut. I was obviously more embarrassed than angry.
"You are grounded Manvi, you are grounded till you don't graduate. You will not get a penny from any of us, no parties, no hanging out with your useless friends, no more concerts, nothing for you." Mom screamed behind me.
I opened my door and yelled back, "I don't care. You can ground me as much as you like. That is the only thing you are good at, grounding me and punishing me." She stood frozen outside my door and I slammed it on her face.
I sometimes I have anger issues I guess so I could not stop myself from throwing my laptop. Bad decision. It broke into pieces and I stared at it. After what seemed like eternity a drop of tear escaped my eye. Great I'm crying and I thought I couldn't cry. Too much drama in a day I tell you.
I probably sound like a horrible person but I'm not. I don't hate my parents, I dislike them for everything they've put me through. My sister is forgiving, I'm not. I can't forget those birthdays I spent all night waiting for them while they were busy working. I can't forget those lonely Christmas mornings where I sat with my sister with a pile of gifts around me when both my parents were busy somewhere else. They never gave me time as a kid and now they want to act like they freaking own me.
Why should I listen to them now when they couldn't even be bothered to come to my school for a parent's teacher conference? Why should I respect them when the whole school clapped for my performance as Maria in West Side story and the only people missing were my own parents?
Sure dad is one of the most successful surgeons in West coast and mom is flooded with engineering assignments but I'm not one of their projects. I'm a human, they can't just neglect me for the past 17 years of my life and now expect me to do as they ask of me.
I'm Manvi, I'll do what I desire which is exact opposite of what they want me to do. Mom wants me to go to college in West Coast so that I can be close to home, I'll go to school in the East Coast. She wants me to not party and be a good girl, I'll be as bad as I can get. Call me rebellious, call me spoilt, call me whatever you want to, I ain't changing for anybody.
Hey I heard you were a wild one Ooohh. If I took you home it'd be a home run show me how you'll do. My phone started ringing, it was an unknown number. Probably one of the guys that came to the party last night wants to hang out. Not interested. I picked up the phone and rudely answered, "What?"
"Do you talk to everyone like this?" The person on the other line spoke.
"Listen I'm not in the mood. Who the hell are you?"
"Thats nothing new. I've never seen you in a good mood. Miss Cribber."
Really? Now I have to deal with this stupid guy too! "Don't call me that." I threatened.
"If you can call me Mr. Casanova I can call you anything."
You must be effing kidding me right now. What the hell is Casanova calling me for?
"What do you want?" I asked rudely.
"We need to meet up today." He casually answered.
"Now why would I do that?" Meet up with Casanova? In his freaking dreams.
"Because Valentine's day is coming up and I need to ask you out for a date."
"What the freak!" I screamed into the phone and before I could panic more he replied, "I would hang myself before asking out a psycho like you."
"Don't worry I'm not dying to be asked out by you either." I replied proudly. I'm bored now. Can he get to the point so that I can HANG UP?
"Whats the catch?" I asked.
"We are partners for the English presentation remember?"
UGHHH presentation right. "Fine. Meet me outside school in like an hour." I hung up before letting him reply.
I wanted to get out of this house and now I had the perfect opportunity to. Mom and dad can't say no to working on a presentation. Yes.
SONG: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=don9LQlwntc (can't be tamed- miley cyrus) or (tiktok- kesha)
I don't have time to go through the pm list and figure out who commented, who didn't. No more pm list for anything. I will pm everybody. BUT the minute the comments and likes die out I'm not writing 😉. THANK YOU for the comments for SS Break my heart and for the comments for this one as well. I've read them all but I can't find time to reply to any.
P.S. i have class at 8am EVERY FREAKING DAY. Good night. HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY. Girls if you are single then remember- it is MUCH MUCH cooler to be single, you get to do what you like and won't have to think about anybody else.😉 All those love birds don't mind but Valentine's day is SO OVER RATED. *runs away*
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