This mansion is going to be party central, said Sebastian. The girls think you are a rock star, and I dont mind taking your leftovers.
I glared at Sebastian.
I mean, taking them off your hands so you can be alone with Raven.
A band of jocks bumped into the tomb-shaped table, knocking it over. Alexander rushed to help steady it.
There is no reason you need to be cruising this crowd, I told Sebastian. There are two perfect and single girlsthat were just meant for you, I said as the ultimate matchmaker. Onyx or Scarlet.
I know, Raven. They are beautiful, but there arent any sparks.
What do you mean? You just met them. And now you are totally ignoring them. You need to spend more time with them.
Its just something I feelor rather dont feel. And by the way it looks, they dont seem to be bothered.
Trevor was talking to Jagger, and Onyx and Scarlet were by their sides.
Well, maybe Im not meant to be in love, he said. Maybe Im supposed to just have fun. And is that so bad?
I was a major failure at matchmaking.
This was not supposed to happen! I said. None of this was supposed to happen!
I ditched Sebastian and was heading toward Alexander when Becky jumped in front of me.
Where have you been? she asked.
This night has gone all wrong, I said frantically.
No it hasnt. Look! Everyone is enjoying themselves. You might be having the best party Dullsvilles ever seen.
Sebastian was supposed to like Scarlet or Onyx and he doesnt like either, I rambled, and to top it off, Scarlet seems to be struck by Trevorgag meand Onyx is smitten by Jagger.
Its nice that they came to town for your party.
Jagger and Luna werent invited. Remember? You werent even invited.
Becky laughed. Raven, youve brought the whole town togethereven a neighboring one.
But I didnt want to. Even Jameson is freaking out. He was standing guard outside the kitchen door. I have to do something. I know I took out my phone. Ill call the police. A noise complaint and a few squad cars are enough to drive everyone back to their sprawling estates.
Becky stopped me. Raventhen Alexanders party will be a bomb. Look at him. Alexander was joking with the group of jocks as they replaced the items on the table. He was as content and happy as hed been when he was out with Sebastian and me. Wouldnt you rather the party be a hit than have your boyfriend stuck in his attic room forever alone?
I weighed my friends thoughts heavily.
Then what should I do? I finally asked.
How about have some funlike everyone else? Why should you be the only one moping?
Becky didnt understand the severity of the situation. And it wasnt something I could delicately break to her over the sounds of pounding music. However, it was Alexanders mansion, and if Alexander was having a blast, then it wasnt my place to break up the party.
Alexander was now hanging out by the fire pit with Matt, Sebastian, and several soccer snobs. I was approaching him when I overheard a few cheerleaders talking to him.
Are you the painter in the article? one asked.
Uhyes.
I like to model, another told him.