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Katie:
I was finally going to go to a party without a curfew. Allegra told me the recipe while he was away. I always spent more time with her while Ryder was away to make sure she didn't worry too much. I looked up at the clock and saw that I and been cooking for four hours, careful cooking and ringing Allegra to double check on unusual ingredients. The party I was going to started in an hour so I put the sauce to simmer and ran upstairs to get ready.
I looked through my wardrobe and found a mid-thigh black dress with a lacy crop top with long sleeves that would look perfect underneath it.
After I put them on I scraped my hair back into and messy ponytail but not managing to get all of the knots out of the end. I felt like really making an impression so I put on some mascara and clear lip gloss, finishing to my look with a pair of black studded dolly shoes so I could ride. Walking into the kitchen I saw Greg picking bits of half cooked pasta out of the pan.
"Can't you just wait you pig." I laughed, pulling the sauce and pasta off the heat.
"I have had a hard day at work. I expect my meal to be ready for when I come home." He replied throwing a piece of pasta at me. He looked me up and down. "Why are you all dressed up?"
"Ryder and I made a bet and I win going to Lola's party in the club on Ryder's bike." I smiled broadly. "He doesn't believe I know his moms pasta recipe."
"Well, I will go and wake him up so you can prove that you do know it." He started to walk out of the kitchen as I dished up. The two of them came waltzing back into the kitchen looking like ravenous dogs.
It was Ryder's turn to look me up and down, scrutinising what I was wearing. I couldn't recognise the look in his eyes at all.
"You are getting a bit confident aren't you Katie. You don't even know if you're going to win yet." He picked up his plate with a cocky smile. I picked up my plate (which was a quarter size of their potions) and started to walk into the living room. "We are about to find out aren't we. Now sit down and eat so I can get going."
I sat in the middle of the couch and they both slouched either side of me. Greg started to twirl the pasta around his fork.
"I have to say Ryder even though I don't want Katie to go to this party you are going to loose. She knows the recipe." He stuffed his face with his colossal fork full of pasta.
I turned my head to look at Ryder who was about to eat his first mouthful. As I put it in I saw the look come across his face... defeat. He looked at me and I plastered an eat shit smile on my face.
"So do I know the recipe or not Ryder?" I asked in a sickly sweet voice.
He gulped. "Fine you know it." He whispered so low I barely could make out what he said.
"Sorry what was that?" I teased cupping my ear.
"You know the fucking recipe." He said, complete spite filling his voice.
I quickly ate the rest of my plate watching Ryder out of the corner of my eye relish my cooking but hating it all the same. I stood up and turned to Ryder.
"Key's please." I stuck my hand out and he just looked up and my face like I was mad.
"You are not riding my bike dressed like that."
He suddenly stood up making me step back almost tripping over Greg who was too engrossed in his food to notice. "In fact you are not going out dressed like."
I stuck my hands on my hips and glared at him. "I think I am, that was the bet. Now give me your keys." My voice was steadily getting louder. How can he back out of a deal, I thought.
"Go and change and I will drive you to the party." He pointed up the stairs managing to keep mellow.
I turned quickly flicking Ryder in the face with my hair. "Greg tell him." For once I needed my brother.
Greg slowly put his plate down and stood up. "Ryder you did make a deal you have to honour. She can wear what she likes even if she will cause some guys to get beaten up by us." I heard Ryder sigh deeply behind me. I was about to turn round and give him another mocking smile but Greg continued. "But I don't think it is safe for you to ride in that dress. Lola is having her party at Max's club again" Max was Lola's brother "and he said to come down. Ryder can drive you, stay and party with Max and then drive you back."
I glared at Greg like he was insane. He the stern look on his face told me he wasn't going to change his mind or compromise. Screw compromising, I thought.
I stormed upstairs and changed my shoes to a pair of ankle boots with high heels. I walked back downstairs. I grabbed my own keys off the hook and walked out of the door. I got into my red convertible mini and back out of the drive and full speed.
I was so pissed off. How could he back out of a bet like that? I started to calm down as I reached the club. I parked my car quickly and walked to the door where I gained instant access because Lola and told the bouncers to let me straight in.
The club was filled with people all crushed together on the dance floor with heavy dance music playing. I scanned the room until I found Lola by the bar with her latest catch. She was wearing a bright red boob tube dress that barely covered her and red stilettos. Lola is gorgeous but in a fuck me way and she definitely uses this to her advantage.
"Oh my God you made it!" she screamed over the music, hugging me tightly in excitement. "How did you get past your guard dogs?"
I smiled at her. "Well, Ryder made a bet with me and he lost. By the way are you going to introduce us?" I indicated to the boy draped all over her.
"This is Sam. Babe this is Katie, you know my best friend." She cooed at him.
"Nice to meet you." He said while squeezing Lola butt.
"Ditto." I replied.
"Do you want a drink then?" Lola asked, calling for a bartender.
"Yeah, I'll have a Jack Daniels and coke."
Lola turned to me with a strange look on her face. "What's up with you, are you upset or pissed off?" she turned to Sam. "Babe piss off for a bit." Sam left quickly as my drink arrived. I only drink whiskey when I was upset and Lola had learned this habit.
"Ryder wouldn't give me his keys to the bike even though that was part of the bet and he made me feel like I had dressed like a right slag." I knocked half my drink back in one go, loving the feel of it warming my insides as it went.
"Well I think you look amazing!" she exclaimed. "I have said this so many times, that man fancies you!"
I laughed. "Yeah right. Why would he want me when he could have any girl her wants?"
"Cause you are gorgeous girl! You know what we need?"
"I can only guess..."
"Shots!" she shouted. She called the bartender over again. "We need six tequila shot, some lime slices and some salt." The bartender nodded and walked off returning quickly with Lola's order.
"Ok 1...2...drink!" we both started to do the shots in a row before laughing at each other's reactions. "Seriously you need to get laid Katie."
"Why, what difference would it make?" I drank the last of my whiskey.
"Believe me, it made me who I am today." She slurred already quite drunk. One thing Lola couldn't do was hold her drink.
"What's that... a slag?" I joked.
She thought for a moment. "Yeah actually." We both burst out laughing. She suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled in the direction of the dance floor. "We must dance, to get you laid."
We both started to dance, Lola seductively, sticking out her bum and bumping people with it and me, dancing without a care in the world with my dance training giving me a gracefulness. After a while Sam appeared and started to grind Lola's ass into his crotch. A few boys tried to do the same to me but I always just changed which was I was turned or moved to get away from them. After the sixth boy tried decided I was tired and went to get another drink.
As I ordered another whiskey I looked at the booth at the end of the bar to see Ryder, Max and three other men standing there drinking. Ryder had his eyes fixated on me. By the time my drink arrived I was angry that he had come to the party. I grabbed my drink and strode over to him.
"What the hell do you think you are doing here?!" all the other men around the booth were now looking at me, surprised. Ryder kept the same smug expression on his face though.
"I am here having a drink with my friends and eyeing up that hot piece of ass over there." The other three dared to laugh but Max looked nervous seeing me fly off the handles a few times with Ryder. I looked to the right and immediately spotted who he would be eyeing up.
I laughed. "She has a boyfriend. A long term boyfriend."
"Yes but I am the man who breaks up relationships." He replied cockily.
"Why you selfish dickhead! You would break up a relationship, a happy relationship, for a lay when you could pick anyone else." I screeched at him.
Max who was the closet to me so he whispered in my ear. "Hey Katie it's my fault he's here. Don't make this any worse."
I sighed. Max always made sense and his smooth voice somehow always made me calm down. "Fine I won't." I whispered back.
"By the way, see the man in the left hand corner of the booth, looking you up and down." He whispered again.
