Chapter 23

                                    

                                          
Your POV
                          
After a few days of having to go to class and help prepare the party, the weekend arrived.
                          
I should be excited for the party that I was forced to throw but I can't, I just can't. I am too tired to do anything or feel anything.
                          
I looked at the time.
                          
'I may have time to take a nap'
                          
I picked up my scroll, set an alarm and finally closed my eyes.
                          


                          
A few hours later...
                          
I heard an alarm next to me that made me wake up. I tried to reach it to turn it off and continue sleeping but couldn't.
                          
This bothered me even more, so I had the great idea to get on the edge of the bed to get there. I was able to turn it off but as a result I fell on my face to the ground.
                          
I couldn't sleep again so I decided to get ready.
                          
When I finished there was a knock on the door and I went to open it. It was the team RWBY and JNPR. My team was already behind me, ready for tonight.
                          
"Wow Y/N, you look amazing...." Yang said.
                          
'I'm surprised she didn't try to flirt with me'
                          
"...And sexy"
                          
'And there is the Yang that I know'
                          
I smiled and returned the compliment by making her blush as well. Then I felt that someone collided with me, well more than colliding it seemed that they were using me as a support so as not to fall.
                          
"Sorry Y/N, with these heels I lose my balance" Ruby said.
                          
I laughed a little and smiled at her, raised my arm and flexed it making me look like these typical princes from Disney movies.  Ruby smiled, hugging my arm instantly and we continued like that until we reached the party.
                          


                          
At the party...
                          
I was pretty bored at the party, the vast majority are dancing with their partner and I'm just sitting with a glass of punch in my hand.
                          
Then I felt someone sit in the chair next to me.
                          
"This is pretty boring, huh?" Nick said.
                          
"I guess if we had a partner for the dance everything would be more fun" I replied.
                          
"Oh come on! Fuck this dancing shit!"
                          
"So what you suggest?"
                          
"Let's do this, we go to the food table, whoever resists the most wins, what do you think?"
                          
"And what do I get from that?"
                          
"The loser will clean the other's room for a week"
                          
"Oh! You just challenged the wrong person, my friend"
                          
We both looked at each other and smiled. We stood in front of the food table and looked at each other again.
                          
"May the best win"
                          
"Come on! I know you too well, and I know you want me to lose"
                          
Nick chuckles a little and we start this.