Amber met with her friend Lexie up the street from the house party.

"So, you told him it's over?" Lexie's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, and I'm okay about it, I'm happy."

"Finally!" her friend screamed, looping her arm with Amber's. "I've hated him this entire time. He's selfish. You need a cute, nice, boy who loves you and only you."

Their short walk to the party was talkative, and Amber was excited to go, until she seen James' car parked outside the party.

"Oh, no. Please tell me this isn't the party you were talking about?" she fretted, not wanting to see him. It had been a total of 25 minutes since she left that message. Who knows if he even heard it yet.

"Come on, you'll be fine. It's even more of a reason to go. Make him jealous. Let him see that you can deal without him. Or, forget em! He's worthless. And there's no point in letting him ruin your night. Go in that party and shake that ass Amber!" Lexie shouted, smacking Amber on the ass and laughing like a madwoman.

Amber walked away, rubbing her butt. "You're right. Fuck him!" She screamed, turning towards another party-goer outside and took their drink, gulping it down and handing his empty glass back before walking into the house.

Immediately she seen him, dancing with some girl. 'No problem,' she thought, looking at all the other cute guys in the room. She started dancing with Lexie, rubbing against her leg and it didn't take any time at all for a few guys to flock around her, trying to dance with her too. Lexie winked and walked away, off to get a drink, no doubt. The guys dancing with Amber were cute, but there was another guy across the room who was even cuter. He had shoulder length jet black hair and wore a striped scarf, hanging loosely over his Misfits tee.

A gush of wind went past her, and the guys were gone, but someone new had appeared. James.

"What the hell are you doing?" He screamed, grabbing her arm. She kicked him in the shin and took a step back. "Dancing, go away."

"No, I'm your boyfriend." He balanced himself after the blow of the leg. "Don't come in here you cheating whore."

Lexie came rushing back into the room, spilling her drink. "James, go home. You're a deadbeat boyfriend. Didn't you get her voice-mail? It's over, now go back to that skank you were dancing with." She pushed her way between the two.

Amber hadn't realized until now that the music was low, and the entire crowd was staring... at her.

"You're nothing without me slut!" James screamed before he stalked off out the front door.