2 - meet cute? Or meet ugly 🙈

Aurora's pov

I'm half naked when my best friend picks up the FaceTime, immediately feigning shock, "omg next time warn a girl when you pull up in only a bra and underwear!"

I burst out laughing. "Girl honestly I was NOT expecting you to pick up." I grin, "anyways which one?"

I hold up the two dresses in my hands. A black one that ends at my upper thighs, with spaghetti straps. Or a flowy white minidress.

"Not feeling very colorful huh?" Arianna's voice sounds from my phone. She scans both, making indecisive noises. "The black one. Anyway, don't you have to play nice now that people are gonna be searching for who you are?"

I throw the white one on my bed. "What do you mean?"

"I meannn, you can't be getting in trouble now that people actually know who you are. Like you actually have a reputation to keep, Roror."

I shrug, "wellll I'll talk to my brothers about it tomorrow. It's not like they could've figured it out in sevenish hours anyway. Let's just celebrate the start of winter break, no worries!"

Arianna laughs. "Whatever floats your boat babe. Just make sure you're not gonna be known as a slut for any other reasons."

I flash her a grin. "Hurry up and get ready, I'm leaving to get you NOW."

—— time skip, at the party——

Me and Arianna walk in the same way we always do, like we own the place, going straight to the drink bar. "I dare you to mix everything and chug it." I say, looking at the countless drinks layed on the table. From vodka, scotch, wine, whiskey, to orange juice and soda.

She laughs, "I'll do it if you do it."

"Okay deal. But let's warm up first." I say, pouring a little whiskey in a cup of cherry Pepsi. Arianna follows my lead.

"You know Isaac keeps staring at you." She half whispers as I throw my head back, taking a chug of my drink.

"I kinda regret dumping him, like he's actually so hot." I turn my head slightly, making eye contact with the black haired boy before he quickly glances away.

"Yeah why'd you guys break up again?" Arianna fills up her cup with more Dr Pepper and vodka.

I shrug, "his sister was hotter. Anyways wanna go dance?"

Me and Arianna have made our way to the dance floor, laughing like we're the only ones here. I really have forgotten about anything that took place this morning. And even more so when I see Isaac start walking up to me. Arianna sees, too, and winks at me before leaving to go with another friend of hers.

I focus my attention on Isaac as he pauses before me. "Hey, Aurora." He says, a confident smile plastered on his face. My lips twist into a pout, I'm not used to him saying my full name.

"Isaac. No one calls me that, you know." I tilt my head, shortening the distance between us with a small step forward.

He says nothing, his eyes going to my glossed over lips, and suddenly I'm wondering if his sister really was hotter, or if I was looking for an excuse not to end my one-week-max-relationship streak.

"You been missin me?" I ask playfully, and his hands snake around my waist answering the question. Have I been missing him? Or have I just had too much to drink tonight.

It suddenly dawns on me that not only are we in the center of the dance floor, people shifting and making a circle around us, but that Isaac's day old ex is in that circle.

I'm about to step back when he crashes his lips into mine. And damn if it didn't feel so good.

Hands grab my shoulder, dragging me away, and I turn and see Arianna. "Oh thank—"

"Annie definitely isn't over him, either, because she was recording you guys kiss."

I straighten up, alarm running down my back. "What?!" This is not good. At all. Annie is notorious for spreading gossip the way I'm notorious for breaking hearts.

"Yeah, do you want to see if we can get her to delete it?" She asks, sympathy in her eyes.

I run a hand through my hair, "No it's fine. Once it's online it's impossible to delete. Let's just get our drinks.

—— time skip, twenty minutes later ——

"We are so drunk it's not even funny." Arianna giggles.

"You are, I'm not that drunk. Can you imagine how mad my brothers will be if he sees that video, and I come home blackout?"

"Wow Rorror holding back for once?" She slaps my arm. "Wait, let's do that challenge."

"Oh my god yeah!" I take another cup, pouring a little of everything into ours. Is this a good idea? Definitely not.

Once we're both ready, and we have the most foul smelling, brown looking drinks, we head out for the bathroom, because Arianna is sure she'll puke after this.

Somehow the party is even more crowded, bodies swarming in every foot of the house. And id be lying if i said I was totally sober. So honestly I should have expected it when I—

Smack into a body, the gross shit in my cup falling right onto her white dress. Despite myself, my lips split into a grin and I giggle a bit. "Oops, guess your dress wasn't beer proof..."

I look up to see curly hair. And after a confused second, I realize it's Demitra Kalogeras. Her two sisters on either side. I internally groan, why do I have to be so drunk the first time meeting them?

"Watch where you're going next time." Demitra says, eyeing me up and down and I think I feel myself become a little more sober under her gaze.

I frown. "Wait I actually love you guys so much, like I'm your biggest fan—"

"Aurora."

I instantly freeze, recognizing that voice. Three sets of footsteps behind me confirm my suspicions.

"We're leaving. NOW." Nick says, grabbing my wrist and starting to drag me away. Chris gives a strained smile to Demitra, "sorry for any trouble she caused." Before joining Nick and Matt in pulling me away from my idols.

"Are you crazy?!" Nick says once we get into their car, pulling something up on his phone. I know what it is without even seeing.

Demitra's pov

Sunday and Eliana immediately freeze, watching as Matt, Nick, and Chris walk away.

"WHAT THE FUCK??!" Eli yells, Sunday marching her energy completely.

"No, it HAS to be. There's no way that's not the Secret Sister!!!"

"Wait wait. Omg this is actually so insane. SHES A FAN OF US!"

their screaming drowns out around me, because while they're freaking out and fangirling, all I can feel is my stained dress, the wet fabric pressed against my skin. And how I never wanted to come to this party in the first place, and all I can focus on is the memory of her pretty pout, and glossed over eyes.

Sunday shaking me snaps me out of it. "THE SECRET SISTER IS A FAN OF US!!!"

"And are we ignoring the fact that Chris acknowledged your presence??!! I would DIE to be you!" Eli adds on.

I ignore them, watching the girls silhouette fade, her body in the tightest shortest dress I've ever seen, watching as she struggles against the older and bigger triplets.

All I've learned is that the "secret" girl is both a sister and a slut. Pretty? Maybe a little I guess. But she's rude and annoying, and I hate her.

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