Cursed Desires

ng either going with the short black sequined dress on her right hand or the red dress with slits. "The red one looks better," I mumbled, totally thinking about what I was g

each dress at me. I did try it on, but there was no way I was wearing that. It had a high thigh slit, and the back opened. I loved the dress, but I felt it was too much. After much persuasion, I got Olivia to let me wear a floral dress I got from Zara. Besides, looking decent won't hurt anyone. I let her do my makeup, and we got a ride from one of her crushes whose name I don't remember. As soon as we got to the frat house, I felt this excitement. The loud music and shouts from young adults gave me a thrill. I lost Olivia as soon as we walked through that door, though I wasn't surprised; I was immediately handed a cup of vodka from

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rude, but very handsome; yes, I know I'm handsome and stinking rich. Girls are at my beck and call, and I can get anything I want, no matter what it was. You can call me a Demigod if you want, but I know who I am. By the time I got to my room, my door was opened; I have to remember to shout at Steph for not closing the door after her tomorrow morning. You might be wondering who Steph was; she is this new c

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to find my friend," I stammered against the door. "I know you like me, from the way your heart is palpitating, down to how your eyes keep staring at me." He said a few inches from my face. "Yes, I like you, and I mean it. I believe in love at first sight. Can I go now to find my friend?" I can't believe I said that... I feel so embarrassed right now. "Sure, but you are not my type." He turned his back and walked back to his bed. I'm not going to cry, I told myself. I felt so embarrassed, and I never should have been honest about how I felt about him. Here I was thinking he felt something for me. I found Olivia snoring downstairs, woke her up, and we made our way back to school. "I can't believe he would do that to you. He i