Here is my newest story for you all!

To the group of you that's been asking me when Last Summer will be updated, when that story is on hiatus right now. I'll try my best to update it whenever I feel like it, but as of now, I'm going to focus on this story.

Anyway, hope you'll enjoy!

Entire story will be told in Brittany's POV.

It had just turned Summer in Los Angeles, which meant parties were being held everywhere - high school parties, especially.

Now, West Eastman High was your typical American high school, with all the cliques and what not. You have your nerds, the drama geeks, the chess team, the loners who spent their lunch time sitting behind the school by themselves all hour.

And then you have your jocks and the cheerleaders, also known as the kings and queens of the school.

West Eastman had a lot of sports teams, but even the basketball and lacrosse team couldn't measure up to the amount of popularity that the football team had. And of course, every team needed a captain, and that football team was lead by no other than, ugh, Alvin Seville, school 'heartthrob', Mr. I'm-so-awesome.

But whatever. Where would the football team be without the cheerleaders anyway? The preppy little school girls who all boys had their eyes on. And who was the captain of the cheer squad? Well, the squad is run by me, Brittany Miller, that's who - the prettiest and the most popular girl in school.

Now West Eastman had a tradition run by each year's senior students. The cheerleaders would hold a huge party during the May, or June months, where a bunch of us could just hang out and do a bunch of things. And as captain, it was now my job, along with the help of the rest of my team, to hold the greatest party West Eastman has ever seen.

It was beginning to be an annual thing at West Eastman High, and I was fortunate enough to be the squad's captain this year, and being in charge of all the planning.

Today was a sunny Thursday afternoon after school. Cheer practice had just ended, and the team and I were in the locker room, discussing our plans for this weekend.

The party was gonna be held this Saturday night, which only gave us a few more days to finalize everything.

"So, any more final touches?" I asked.

"I don't think so, the party sounds good to me." Said one of my teammates, Courtney.

"You think so? God, I hope it'll all go down fine on Saturday." I said.

"C'mon, Britt. Stop worrying. You throw the greatest parties ever." Said Courtney.

I smiled. Well, she was right.

I shrugged. "Well, we all agreed where we're throwing the party, right?"

"Yup. The Poison Orchid is gonna be fantabulous!" Squealed another teammate, Vanessa.

The Poison Orchid is probably the most amazing nightclub for teens here in LA. I mean, I haven't been to it yet, but the team and I looked it up online and it looked incredible. And thank God we were able to get a reservation for this weekend. The Poison Orchid was located deep in the woods, but it had a clear view on the night sky, so we're good.

"And we know who we're inviting, right?" I asked.

"Yup. It's just us, the football team, and a bunch of other people who are cool enough to go." Answered another teammate, Trixie.

I know what you're thinking. Why didn't we invite the whole school? Well let me put it this way, as cheerleaders and this year's throwers of our school's annual party, we have a reputation to maintain. And would we want that reputation to get ruined by inviting math nerds and science geeks to our party?

No.

"Good. We have nothing to worry about, we're all set." I told them.

"But have you told your mom yet, Brittany?" Asked my teammate, Noelle.

I looked at her, noticing that the rest of the squad was staring back at me. I swore under my breath. My mom, Miss Miller, was completely oblivious to this. And believe me, she would freak out if I told her that I was throwing a teenager-filled party in the middle of the woods this weekend.

"No..." I said. "But I'll figure something out."

Trixie frowned. "You sure? Because we know that your mom can be-"

"Trust me, Trix. I'm sure." I said, smiling maliciously.

Brittany Miller always gets what she wants.

But before anything else can happen next, I felt my cellphone vibrate beside me. I rolled my eyes when I saw who texted me. It was Alvin Seville. And before any of you can start assuming anything, I'll give you the answer straight up.

No. Alvin and I are not dating.

The only reason why he texted me is because he drives me home after cheer practice, and after he has football practice. Alvin and I have literally known each other since we were little kids, and we have been neighbors all that time too. But there's nothing going on between us. I mean, gosh, I really have nothing to say about him except that I sometimes wanna strangle his neck whenever he acts so...like himself.

It's hard to explain but Alvin is that type of guy who thinks he's the coolest, that guy who can get any girl he wants. And though in reality he can, I know him way too well to let him fondle with my brain.

I read the text before rolling my eyes again.

Hurry the hell up.

"Oooh, is it from Alvin?" Courtney teased, while the other teammates giggled behind her.

I shot her a bad look. "You clearly know that I hate him, Court."

"But you two are so cute together!" Courtney said.

"I'm about to throw up." I muttered.

Trixie laughed. "Is he coming to the party this weekend, Britt?"

"Probably. Knowing him, he could never pass a chance to hang out with a bunch of girls over the weekend." I muttered again before grabbing my gym bag and throwing it over my shoulder. "Anyway, I gotta go. We'll talk more about this later, alright?"

The team nodded before I walked out of the locker room and into the hallway, where I found Alvin leaning against the wall. He sarcastically sighed in relief when he saw me. I looked at him, and as always, his golden hair was messy as hell, while he wore his letterman jacket and a pair of jeans.

"It's about damn time." He said.

"What? You're acting as if I'm an hour late." I snapped.

"Well, can you blame me?" He exclaimed.

"You're 18, but you have the attention span of a 5 year old, Alvin." I said.

"And that's coming from you?" He asked. "Wow."

I looked at him. "I really don't mind walking home." I said sweetly. I was being fake, of course.

He rolled his eyes. "You're here anyway. Now come on, let's go."

We both arrived at his car moments later, where as usual, he would throw his gym bag in the backseat, while I did the same with mine. Then we both got in and strapped in our seat belts and as usual, whenever he started up his car, ridiculously loud music would come blasting through the speakers.

I turned the volume all the way down and glared at him. "I swear, Alvin, if you're gonna blast your music that loud while I'm in here, I'll ask someone else to drive me home."

He laughed. "Hey, be my guest."

"Asshole." I mumbled, slouching in my seat.

"Anyway...how's the party planning going?" He asked.

"You're uninvited." I spat.

Alvin laughed again. That laugh of his, that cocky laugh of his, really made my blood boil. "Riiiight, Britt. What would a party be without the captain of the football team?"

"Whatever." I said.

"Did you even ask Miss Miller if you could go?" He asked me.

I glared at him. "Why does it matter to you?"

"Because imagine how embarrassing it would be if she didn't let you - YOU, the captain of the cheer squad - go. That'll be embarrassing for not only yourself, but for your team." He said.

I felt my cheeks burn, knowing that Alvin was purposely trying to piss me off. I mean, he does that on a regular basis. And although I'm use to him annoying the crap outta me, I knew that what he was saying right now was right. I knew my mom, and she would rather walk through fire than to let me go off to a party where there'll be a bunch of drunk teens everywhere.

"For your information, Alvin, I did ask her. And she said yes." I said bitterly, knowing that I was lying through my teeth, but he was honestly getting on my last nerve.

Alvin scoffed. "Sure she did."

"You don't believe me?" I challenged.

He shrugged. "Not really."

"And why not?" I fired.

He shrugged again. "I dunno. And besides, it's not like anyone's taking you to the party."

I scoffed. "It's not like anyone's taking YOU either, dumb ass."

He laughed. "Britt, I've dated more girls than you think. I'm able to get a date anytime. You, on the other hand..."

"Puh-leez. I don't need a date for my own party. And besides, I can get any guy whenever I want, too. Hello? Cheer squad captain here?!" I said.

"Alright, alright. Whatever you say, princess." He said.

God. If he wasn't driving me home right now, I would have wrung his neck and stuck one of my pom-poms down his throat. Now do you understand why I despise this guy so much? Even though I've known him all his life, his ego just seems to be getting bigger and bigger as each day goes by.

I have never felt so relieved in my life the moment he pulled up in my driveway. And without saying a word, I got out of the car, got my gym bag from the back seat, and storm off towards my house before he honked his car horn. I turned around, glaring at him through the car, and groaned when I saw him holding up my phone, which I accidentally left behind - again.

I angrily stormed back towards his car, towards his opened window and snatched my phone out of his hands.

"Wipe that grin off your face, Seville." I snapped.

He pouted. "Aww, is princess Brittany upset?" He teased.

I said nothing more as I stuck up my middle finger at him before walking away and into my house. I slammed the door shut and sighed. Thank God that was outta the way. I threw my gym bag on the ground before I was greeted by my two sisters.

"Hey, Britt. How was cheer practice?" Asked my blonde sister, Eleanor.

"It was fine." I answered.

My other sister, Jeanette frowned and said, "Rough car ride back?"

Jeanette always knew my mood. I shrugged. "What else is new?"

"Well that's Alvin for you." Jeanette said.

I sighed deeply. "Yeah...Anyway, I'm gonna take a quick shower, then I'll come back down, okay?" I said, before going upstairs to take a long, relaxing bath. After that stressful ride home with Alvin, I needed some relaxation.

After my bath, I got changed and went back downstairs and into the kitchen where I fixed myself a snack. Jeanette was at the table, doing chemistry homework, while Eleanor sat in the seat across from her, reading yet another chapter of her book.

I sighed as I looked at them as they did their school work. How in the world was I related to them?

"Anyway..." I said, sitting on the counter. "What's new?"

They looked at me.

"Um, nothing." Eleanor said.

"That's cool." I answered. "Anyway..."

Jeanette sighed. "Brittany, if you're trying to persuade us into going to that party of yours again, then-"

"Aww, but why not?" I asked.

"Do we seem like the partying type to you? That's more of your thing." Jeanette said.

"But it'll be fun! I mean, come on, this is our senior year. Live a little, you guys." I said.

"No, Britt. And besides, you said it yourself, you wouldn't want 'lame' people to go to a party filled with jocks and cheerleaders." Eleanor said.

"Who said you were lame?" I asked.

"Hello? Science geek, home ec nerd?" Eleanor said, pointing towards her and Jeanette.

I sighed exasperatedly. "But it's different. You guys are my sisters."

"Doesn't matter. And besides, I wouldn't want to go to a party anyway." Jeanette said.

"Me neither." Eleanor said.

I rolled my eyes. Once again, I'm asking myself how I'm related to them. I sighed. "Fine. It's your choice."

But then Jeanette looked at me. "But have you asked Miss Miller yet?"

"God, why is everyone asking me this?" I groaned, then sighed. "No...but I will, soon."

I guess we all decided to drop this topic of 'partying' for good because dinner came, without a single word of it being brought up again. I was in the living room, lounging on the couch as a million thoughts ran through my head.

What was I gonna do? If I asked Miss Miller about the party, there was a 1000000% chance that she'll say no, and probably lock me up in my room. And like Alvin said, that will basically ruin the entire party if I'm not there, and chances are that the rest of the team would never ever speak to me again.

I honestly hated lying to my mom, but as of now, it seems like lying was the only way out of this. I was never the type of girl to feel guilty over anything, but this time was different. I didn't want to lie to Miss Miller, but to save my reputation, and to save this party, I guess I had to extend the truth a little.

Miss Miller came home from work that night. After we all ate dinner, the three of us helped her with the dishes and with cleaning the table and such. Later that night, when Miss Miller was in the living room reading a novel, I walked into the living room and sat in the couch across from her.

"Hey, mom." I said.

She looked up and smiled. "Hi, sweetie. How are you?"

"I'm fine." I said. "Listen, mom..."

"Oh, did you hear? Jeanette got 100% on her chemistry test!" Miss Miller exclaimed.

I looked at her, wondering why she was acting as if that was news. Jeanette always gets 100% on anything.

"Oh, that's cool. Anyway, mom..."

"And Eleanor is using my rice pudding recipe for her class's potluck lunch!" Miss Miller said.

I said nothing. Was Miss Miller trying to make me feel bad on purpose due to my lack of academic achievements? Or was she just genuinely excited? I don't know, but I was sort of getting impatient now...

"Mom." I said.

She stopped talking. "Yes?"

"Can I ask you something?" I sighed, praying that she wouldn't interrupt me again. Knowing that I was going to lie to her made me nervous as it is.

"Oh, yes. What is it?" She asked.

I took a quick gulp and said, "Well my friend Vanessa is throwing a sleepover at her house this Saturday. It's just gonna be a small group of friends." I cursed inside my head, realizing how quickly I said it.

"A sleepover?" She asked.

I nodded my head.

"No boys?" Miss Miller asked automatically.

I shook my head. "It's just the cheer squad, mom."

"And how long will this be?" Miss Miller asked me.

"I'll have someone drive me to her place Saturday evening, and I'll be home Sunday morning." I said.

Miss Miller pursed her lips as she thought it over.

"Please, mom?" I asked, biting my lip.

"Well, I don't see why not. Just as long as you finish all your homework before you go." Miss Miller said.

I slightly rolled my eyes. Sometimes Miss Miller treats me as if I'm 8 years old, and not 18. But I nodded and said, "Don't worry, mom."

That night, I sat in my room, thinking about what just happened, and to my complete surprise, I felt good about myself. No, not good that I lied to my mom (Although I was relieved that she believed me), but good that the party is officially happening on Saturday. Like I said, I always get what I want.

"And she believed you?" Courtney asked over the phone. I called her and told her the whole thing.

"Yeah. You guys better keep your mouth shut about it, though. If my mom finds out that I was lying about the sleepover, then we might as well cancel the whole party." I said.

"Don't worry, my lips are sealed." She said.

The next day, Friday, after cheer practice, I told the rest of the squad what I told Courtney last night, and they all agreed to keep to it between the squad.

"So, do you know how many people are going?" I asked them.

"Well, we sent out the invites via Twitter and Facebook last Sunday, and now..." Trixie said, scrolling through her phone. "About 100 people are going, so far."

"Ooh, this is gonna be so fun!" Noelle squealed.

But then I remembered something, something I had to ask the team.

"Oh yeah, um, can any of you guys drive me there tomorrow?" I asked.

"What happened to your car?" Asked Vanessa.

"It broke down a month ago, and I haven't gone to get it repaired..." I said.

Vanessa sighed. "I wish I could, Britt, but I have no more space in my car."

"Same." Trixie said.

"My brother is driving me there, but his car only holds two people." Courtney said.

"Crap." I said under my breath. "Does anybody know anyone that can drive me?"

"No, sorry."

"Sorry, Britt."

But then Vanessa piped up. "Why don't you ask Alvin to drive you there?"

"Excuse me?" I asked, sounding offended.

"Isn't Alvin going to the party too? Why don't you ask him?" Vanessa said.

I opened my mouth to protest, but closed it, realizing that she may be right. But God, I'd rather die than to spend another car ride with Alvin. And The Poison Orchid isn't exactly close, in fact, it's about a half an hour drive away from here. And like I said, a 5 minute car ride from the school back to my house with Alvin was hell in itself already. Imagine a 30 minute car ride with him!

"Unless you'd rather take a taxi or something." Vanessa said.

"Vanessa, the night club is in the middle of the woods. I don't think any taxis will drive through there." Trixie said.

"Oh, right." Vanessa said before turning back to me. "Then I guess that leaves you with no choice."

And once again, she was right. Even though I'm dreading today's car ride home with him already, I'd rather endure dealing with Alvin rather than miss this party. There was no way in hell I was gonna miss my party.

I sighed. "Fine. I'll ask him."

After practice, I met Alvin out in the halls again. I was surprised he didn't make a witty comment about me being late again today, but then again, he was probably saving it for when we were in the car. After we threw our stuff in the back, he turned on his car, and as expected, the music blasted throughout the speakers.

I turned it all the way down. Honestly, this was beginning to be some sort of routine between us.

"I'm going to become deaf because of you." I said.

"Well, it's not my fault that your car isn't working." He said, grinning.

I rolled my eyes. I wanted to ask him, but I didn't know how to start.

"Hey, Alvin?" I asked.

"What?"

"If I asked you for a favor, would you do it for me?" I asked.

"No way in hell." He answered plainly.

"Please?" I asked.

He groaned. "Depends on what it is."

"Really?" I asked, actually shocked that he was considering it.

"What is it?" He asked.

I smiled to myself. "Well..."

Ooh, what's gonna happen next?

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