3We heard the party before we saw it – incomprehensible music at a deafening volume. It was exactly the kind of thing that would keep the heroes awake all night. Walking into the hall, it was already buzzing with activity. More than half of the senior year was already there, drinks in hand.
I wandered over to where Alex had set himself up. He looked up, and smiled when he saw me coming.
"Hey!" I yelled over the music. "Nice job!"
"Thanks!" he said, nodding at me. "You look incredible! Very much liking the cape!" He pulled me into a hug. "Suits you, Princess."
I grinned. "Why thankyou, kind sir, I was hoping to make an impression. And thanks for doing this, too, I really appreciate it."
He shrugged. "What can I say, I'm a sucker for pretty girls." He laughed. "Besides. I was afraid that if I said no to you, I'd wake up with my bed floating in the ocean amid a bunch of hungry sharks."
"Really?" I asked, trying my best not to laugh. "You really think I'm that scary?"
He shook his head. "Nah. I just thought that might sound a little better. Really, I'm just glad to help get the heroes out of here, and if helping you throw a killer party is part of that deal, I'd be insane not to help out."
"Holly come on! You're missing all the fun!" Felicity appeared out of the crowd, and latched onto my arm.
I looked over at Alex. "You okay here?" I asked. "You don't need any help or anything?" I offered.
"No way," he told me. "Go. Enjoy your moment," he said. "Once you drive the poor heroes out, you'll have to go back to just torturing us regular villains."
I stuck my tongue out at him as Flick dragged me away.
"Hey, Holly!" he called after me. I looked over at him questioningly. "Don't forget, you're saving me a dance!"
I smiled and nodded, waving my acknowledgement as Felicity continued to drag me. She didn't stop until we'd joined Tristan, Corinna, Kyle and Cameron, all already on the dancefloor, drinking.
"Holly!" Jason hugged me from behind, before handing me a beer similar to the one he held in his own hand. Except for the fact that his was already well on its way to empty, of course.
I laughed. "Hey, Jase," I greeted him. "Having fun?"
He grinned at me. "Fuck yeah! This is the best party we've had in ages!"
"Gotta agree with him, Hol," Cameron added. "You did good, kid."
"Aw, thanks babe," I said, pulling him in for a hug, before letting go and opening my drink.
It wasn't long at all before we got our first visitors. We'd locked the doors so that no heroes could sneak in, and so we all watched in amusement as whoever was on the other side struggled to open the door. Eventually, they gave up and knocked.
I smirked in anticipation as I made my way through the mass of bodies. I unlocked the door, opening it to find five very annoyed, very blonde hero girls looking back at me.
"Hi," I said sunnily. "Something I can help you ladies with?" I asked innocently.
"Would you- " one of them began, before the music cut her off. "Would you mind turning down the music?" she shouted. "It's just, we're all really tired, and, like, nobody can sleep!"
I resisted the urge to laugh in her face. My plan was working perfectly. "Oh," I said, with as much fake innocence as I could muster. "Oh, my goodness, I am so sorry. You know, I had absolutely no idea that our little shindig would interfere with your sleep. You know what? As soon as you ladies leave, I will personally make sure that the volume changes straight away, alright?"
She looked at me, confused and suspicious, probably wondering what I was up to. She'd find out soon enough. They all would.
"Uh…o…okay then? Thanks," she said, casting one last glance over at the party, before leading her little pack of heroes away.
"Bye now!" I called after them, before rolling my eyes and locking the door again. Alex paused his music. "So, what's happening, Princess? You didn't actually mean that, did you?" They all looked at me expectantly.
"Alex." I looked at him. "I am nothing if not a girl of my word. I promised that lovely hero girl that I would see to it that the music changed, and that's exactly what I plan to do."
A sea of stunned faces stared back at me.
"So turn it up!"
A cheer rose among the villains, as the music got louder, and we started drinking more and more. Jason found me sitting in a chair later, bringing with him another drink.
"Hey, pretty lady," he said by way of greeting. "You wanna dance?"
I took the drink he offered, downed it quickly, and beamed at him. "Of course, Jase. You know I can't resist you, babe."
He laughed as he led me, admittedly a little unsteadily, onto the dance floor.
I put my arms around his neck, and danced with him in time with the music. I didn't recognise it, but I knew I liked it. He placed his hands around my waist, holding me steady just in case I fell. Which I totally wouldn't, because I hadn't even had that much to drink. I told him so, and he just chuckled softly.
"Well maybe," he murmured slowly, running his hands up and down my sides, coming to a rest on my hips, "I just want to have my hands on you. Is that such a crime?"
I looked at him in amazement. "Jason Alexander Townsend, are you flirting with me?"
He shrugged nonchalantly. "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not."
I looked seriously at him. "Jase…you know I'm not a relationship girl…" I reminded him.
He smiled. "Well, yeah. I know. And neither am I. A relationship kind of boy, I mean. But that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun, does it?" he asked deviously, a sparkle in his sapphire eyes.
"Hmm," I said thoughtfully, moving my hands from around his neck to entwine them in his shaggy light brown hair. "I guess not."
He grinned and moved his head closer, his lips colliding softly with my own. He tasted like scotch and cigarettes.
He smiled softly me as I pulled away. "You're really good at that," he murmured, kissing me gently on the neck.
I laughed quietly. "Yeah? You're not too bad yourself."
He scoffed. "Gee thanks."
I beamed at him. "I –"
We were interrupted by an angry pounding on the door. I guess that meant we weren't getting another visit from the blonde pack. I shot Alex a look and he turned the music down a little. I pushed past Tristan, who, it seemed, had been on his way towards me, and went to open the door.
Standing in the hallway was a very irritated boy about our age, messy brown hair with blonde splashes throughout, green eyes, and only track pants on. He was accompanied by the tall curly headed blonde one Corinna had spied before. I beckoned her over to join me.
"Hello boys," she greeted them sunnily. "What can we do you for?"
"I know you know why we're here," Green Eyes growled angrily. "Some girls came down a while ago. You promised you'd turn the music down so we could sleep, and it's still unbearable."
"I think you'll find, actually," I corrected him, "that all I said was that the volume was going to change. No promises about which way it would go. I'll forgive you the rookie mistake, though, seeing as you weren't actually there."
"Look, can you just turn it down?" he asked, trying to squeeze his way inside.
"Sorry hon," I told him, blocking his entry. "Private party. Invitation only."
He scoffed and rolled his eyes. "As if I'd ever want to be a part of whatever lame villain party you guys are having here. I just want the music down so we can all get some sleep, okay? Some of us have real work to be doing tomorrow."
I smirked and turned to go back inside, bored with the conversation. Before I'd taken one step, he'd grabbed my arm and spun me around, preventing me from going anywhere. The tension in the room rose immediately. Without even having to look, I knew Tristan, Jason, Cameron and Kyle were behind me, ready and willing to step in if this hero even breathed wrong. Not that I couldn't handle myself. They were just gentlemen like that.
"You're going to want to let go of me," I snarled menacingly. "Right now." Where the hell did this …hero get off touching me?
"No," he said defiantly. "Not until you agree to turn down the music."
Tristan was now right by my side.
"You let go of me right now, or there will be so much more for you to worry about than just loud music, I can promise you that," I threatened. Not like there wasn't going to be anyway, but he didn't know that. Yet.
Uncertainty flickered in his eyes. He really couldn't tell whether or not I was bluffing. What do they even teach heroes in that wretched excuse for an academy?
"Just let her go, man," the curly one said. "She's not even worth it."
Angrily, I wrenched myself out of Green Eyes' loosened grip, and glared daggers up at Curly.
I scoffed. "What did you just say?" I demanded of him. "You don't think I'm worth it?"
He smirked at me. "Exactly. Josh is one of the best heroes at our Academy, he shouldn't be wasting his time on a common, low life villain like you."
I looked at Corinna in disbelief. "And you thought this one was cute."
She shrugged. "We all make mistakes. Stupidity is not cute at all. Especially coming from a filthy hero."
I turned back around to face Green Eyes (Josh) and Curly.
"You don't think I'm worth it?" I asked, squashing the urge to wipe those smirks right off their faces. "Why don't you go back to your rooms and figure out just who I am, before you make claims like that. Enjoy your night boys," I told them breezily, not giving them a chance to respond. "I know I will. My fun's just beginning," I said sweetly, before slamming the door in their faces, locking it and heading back into the fun.
"Alex!" I yelled, searching for him.
"Yeah?" he asked, popping up from behind the kitchen counter, guilty expression on his face and hair messy. I saw why, when Felicity's head appeared next to his.
"Music. Full volume this time," I told him.
He smiled slyly. "No problem, Princess," he said, walking past me on the way back to his station. "I have the perfect song to continue the festivities with. I'll come and collect my dance with you once I've put it on, alright? Don't move."
I nodded. "Sure thing."
A few moments later, I was in the middle of the dancefloor with Alex, drink in hand, dancing to Madina Lake's Criminals. I was beyond overjoyed at the message it sent the heroes. As I drank and danced the night away, I couldn't help but be excited at the prospect of more fun in the morning.
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