Fell in Love with the Devil

I walked through the crowd as I searched for my ever annoying blonde best friend, Mila.

It wasn't that hard. She always somehow managed to find me first. She waved at me with her stupid annoying grin while sitting on a couch along with the rest of our friends.

I rolled my eyes as I walked towards her, bumping a lot of sweaty bodies along the way and almost spilling their drinks. However I'd rather clean my best friend��s vomit than being lusted by these horny sweaty college boys. I feel like they intentionally bumped into me just so they could have my attention. Ugh.

As I reached to the couch, my best friend immediately pulled me to her side with a stupid smile of excitement on her face.

"Damn! I knew the dress would look good on you!" She exclaimed and I just rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

She giggled. "I'm glad you're able to make it. I thought your gig would hold you up again."

"You know it's not really the gig. The guys just keep asking me to stay. I told them that if I don't make it tonight, you'll have my head for breakfast tomorrow." She laughed and then suddenly frowned.

"You're damn right." Her face was serious and scary. I just shook my head in response.

"Heyyy, my favorite girlfriend is here." In came my other best friend. He sat between me and Mila, his arm went around m shoulders as he embraced me in one of his famous hugs and kissed my forehead like he usually does.

"Have you decided for the upcoming camping?" I arched my eyebrow.

"Dude, that's three weeks from now. Can we just enjoy your party for now?"

He frowned. "Ugh, hello? Do I need to remind you that I'm always here to remind you that you always forget our trips and you just remember it a day or few days before the said date? And then you don't even bother to ask your parents' permission which makes Mila and me a huge burnt toast." Mila nodded like a little child agreeing with what Remi had said.

"She's right, babe. We can't afford to face your parents' wrath again. They're fucking scary." She said as she shook her head while raising her hands in surrender.

"Point taken." I agreed. "I'll ask my parents tomorrow. You could remind me again, Rems." I bumped his shoulder playfully with a teasing grin.

"Of course, what'll you do without me, babe?"

I laughed. "I don't know. Maybe free from your stupid face." Mila and I laughed as he scowled at us.

"You're evil. I can't even believe I held this party just so I could save your sorry ass." He shook his head with amusement.

Did I mention that whenever I have a gig, Remi holds parties just so he could cover me from my parents on finding out what I actually do in certain events? To be honest, I'm actually a vocalist in a band who has become pretty popular recently.

Why exactly am I hiding this exciting part of my life?

My parents never supported me on this. In fact, they hated the thought of me having a talent in music. They said it was something that would sway me from the path they forged for me.

I am an heiress. And they want me to stay that way.

"I know. That's why you're my number one, Rems." I gave him my full blown smile showing how happy and thankful I am that he's my best friend.

"Ah, excuse me." Mila protested sassily. "I'm the original number one here. You're just second number one. A replacement. My substitute." As she scowled at him.

And now the bickering begins.

"You're just jealous because Kai finally said it."

"Well, she tells me that every time. Pity, you just heard it." She spat.

"Kyree!" They called in unison. They were looking at me with their eyes saying to end this argument by telling who's who.

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm going to get a drink." I stood from the couch.

"Hey, I'm going with you." Mila hollered.

"I'm going to stick with the guys. Catch you two later?" We nodded as he hugged both of us together around his arms.

Mila and I went to the minibar they made and asked for our drinks. She got vodka cranberry for us.

"How was your gig tonight?" She asked as she drank her vodka.

"The usual." I shrugged. "I had to hurry back though. I don't want a certain someone having my head on her plate." She rolled her eyes as I laughed.

"You have every obligation to come to the parties he hosts. I mean it is for you. Every damn time." She added the last part with a roll of her eyes and shook her head.

I smiled as I felt thankful to the both of them. The frat brothers didn't need to know that their leader is throwing parties just for me. It's our secret. It's our cover.

"I know. I wish there could be another way to do this." I looked down to my glass feeling disappointed.

"Well I wish your parents wouldn't have to be assholes and let you live your life the way you want to." She crossed her arms with a frown, letting herself lean against the counter. "You're pure talent, Kai. You never failed to let the crowd go wild. Not every singer or artist can do that. It's a shame that your family doesn't even know that big part of you. And I'm so angry about it."

I sighed with a smile. As long as these two support and love me, I feel like it's enough. They're my true family.

"Anyways, you should go have fun tonight." My eyebrows creased as I stared at her inquisitively.

"Me? Not us?"

"Yes." She grinned with conviction. "Every party you just sit down and watch us have fun. I didn't let you wear every dress I bought for you just so you could sit down."

"Hey, you know I'm exhausted from our performance and I enjoy watching you guys get wasted and feel stupid the next day." I teased.

"Whatever. I'm not gonna fall for your excuses. We're gonna find you a guy tonight." I rolled my eyes as I took a drink of my vodka. How many times did we actually roll our eyes tonight?

"Ugh. I hate your lack of enthusiasm. How about this? We're going to have a bet."

"A bet?" I raised my eyebrow as I stared at her bemused.

"Yes. I'm going to find a guy for you and you're going to go to him, talk to him, dance with him, just whatever it is that doesn't get your butt attach on a couch.�� I laughed at her weirdness. ��He's going to be your company for tonight."

"What if I don't want to?" I asked challengingly, a teasing grin appeared on my face.

"You automatically give me one thousand bucks." She shrugged.

I laughed. "What makes you think I'll actually do it?"

She then pointed her painted index finger to me. "Because babe, you have no choice. Did you forget when Remi is not holding any party, you go to my house to 'sleepover'?" While air quoting the word sleepover.

I narrowed my eyes at her. "You're evil."

She crossed her arms and said, "No, I just don't stop until I get what I want. There's a difference." She shrugged.

I smacked her arm while she reacted an ouch. "If I win, you give me that two thousand bucks for being spoiled and I get to 'sleepover' at your house anytime." Making sure to emphasize the said word.

She grinned at me almost mischievously.

"Deal."