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— "YOU WANT ME TO GO to a party? You're so fucking funny Tara!", The Rosalyn Fray said as she was on her computer editing a video for her YouTube Channel.

Tara stood by her door, rolling her brown eyes at her bestfriend. "I know right I am, but seriously can you come for once, you anti social potato," a small chuckle left the brunettes mouth as she looked up at Tara.

The girl cocked a brow towards her. "You've known me for like what? 10-11 years, and yet you still ask that question like you think I'm going to give up my body to drugs."looking back at her computer screen. That was the last straw for Tara, walking to her bed and closing Roses laptop and taking it away from her. Sure, it was not nice but the short girl wasn't going to take No for an answer.

"Hey!" yelled by Rose as she tries to grab her forsaken computer from her best-friends grasps. The question suddenly came out of her mouth out of pure confusion and frustration. "What the heck is your problem?", Rose's face slowly turned to a little furious expression written on her face.

"My problem is that you spend so much of your time creating and editing videos that you practically look like Voldemort at this point," Tara complained, making a smug look to appear on the Fray girl's face. "Even mom tells me that I need to get you out of the apartment every so often because she gets worried that you'll be worn out by the amount of time you put on your videos," referring to her actual mom, slash Roses adoptive Mom.

After the abuse ended, and some things happened, since Rose was already close to her family, they took her in with open arms, and Rose was forever grateful that they let her in. She thought about that for a moment, one day couldn't be so freakin bad right?

Tara sighed and glanced at her bestfriend. "You don't even need to drink at all, just accompany me please, Vivian will be there," her mind kept running, thinking about all the bad things that could happen, but at the same time telling her to stop doing that, to stop thinking of all the bad that could happen.

It's only one night right? That's it. Tara knew Rose was in deep thought, her veins fired up, wondering if she'll still not accept the offer at a chance of freedom and living life for one night, or if she does accept, all the possibilities of fun they could have.

A sigh escaped the Fray's lips as she wiped her face with her hands tiredly before looking up at Tara's face, which she knew was filled with either excitement or worrying. "Fine, I'll go, but for one night," those words light up the short girl's world, a big smiling crept up her face before screaming loudly in pure bliss.

"Fuck YES!" placing her laptop back on her bed as she continued to jump up in excitement, a small smirk wiped on Roses face as she watched her best friend act like a child. The girl almost immediately wrapped her excited hands around Rosalyn's back.

Smirking whilst still hugging Tara back, she admits, "I'm only agreeing to go to this stupid ass party because I love you and I know your a needy bitch and will never stop bothering me until I do end up coming with you to an actual party," as Tara was still jumping up and down in excitement.

"I don't give a fuck I can't wait to dress you the fuck up!" Grabbing her cold fragile hands and dragging her to her closet area as she and Tara got ready to go to the only party in a lifetime that Rose will probably allow in her life, maybe not. But this was something that nobody wanted to miss.

She was going to a party with her best friends. What bad could this night have for her?

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THE BRUNETTE FRAY FOUND HER FINGERS MOVING AROUND IN ANXIOUSNESS. She was of course anxious, even though half an hour ago she was filled with excitement. It felt like all of it left her at that moment as she realized what she agreed too.

"Roses, are you ok?" Tara questioned from the front seat. Rose made herself smile so she didn't have to cause troubles even though they were closer and closer as the minute goes by.

She hesitates but calmly answers back, "Yeah, I'm just a little anxious ya know?", Rosalyn replies trying not to stutter on her own words.

Vivian could tell though by her stress at hand, and reassured her, "Aww, it's ok", The woman says while driving. "I know these boys (Traphouse Boys) and their not bad people, but I know stupid, fake people come to their parties, I'll protect you from them," the other friend promised, making Rosalyn feeling a bit more comfortable than she was at the moment.

"Yeah, what she said," while pointing at Vivian. "I will individually kick anyone's asses at this party if they try to do something to you Roses, because if anyone tries to do anything stupid to my bestfriend, they goin get some short girl kicking on their dick," Tara threatens but goes on laughing halfway through saying that.

The whole car erupted with laughing including from Rose herself, she couldn't deny that her bestfriend was one of the most funniest person she knew, and at that moment, she felt herself feel less anxious and a bit more excited to party with her best friends. Throughout the car ride, she found herself trying to calm down and to stop overthinking, because frankly, the girl had a habit of daydreaming anywhere and everywhere she went.

"WE'RE HERE BITCHES!", Vivian roared as they pulled up to the house putting the car in park while Tara and Rose yells in excitement. Rosalyn opens the car door and slams it shut, taking with her, he purse and her phone. She walks along side Vivian and Tara to the front door, in which they were greeted by a large house already filled with about 100 people in it.

Seeing the amount of people around her, made her anxiety and body start to shiver slightly. "Holy fuck," Rose quietly whispers in both amazement and in shock, damn, how the hell did they know all these people?

Unexpetcedly, someone's voice starts saying, "What up ladies," only for Rose to realize it was her YouTube friend Brennen Taylor with a red cup with alcohol probably in it.

See, Brennen was one of Rosalyn's closets friends, even though being a Youtuber and hanging out with other cool people, he still found time in his day to hang out with Rose and even make videos with her. Brennen's eyes widened as he saw Rosalyn, at a party for the first time in his life.

It took him only a few seconds to realize who they actually were and says, "Oh my lordie, Rose, what the fuck are you doing here I didn't know you were a party girl," making Rose rolls her eyes and laugh at his comment.

Enough with his jokes, she playfully threatened, "I'm literally this close to slapping you but I will not do that today I'm suppose to have fun," while almost giving Brennen a slap on his shoulder.

"That's my girl!", He and Rose give each other a high five, her eyes still rolling at his stupidness but smiling at her friend for making her laugh.

Later after her interaction with Brennen, ended up meeting some of her youtube friends who she haven't seen in awhile like, David Dobrik and the whole vlogsquad group. She was in some of their videos but it wasn't a regular thing for her to be in his videos. Sooner or later she felt herself feel out of place. Yes, she was youtuber just like everyone in this house, but she ultimately felt like this wasn't right for her, so she left, not the party itself but the people around it. Tara and Vivian were nowhere to be found and she felt alone again.

As the brunette roamed around the big house filled with drunk strangers, who were probably youtubers, and chaotic people yelling at the top of their lungs, though Rose wasn't one to get scared over loud noises, considering that she could be a loud mouth like them at any point in time, the girl felt rather uncomfortable at the chaotic ness of where this party was driving towards, including the rap songs, oh god get that out of her head.

The only, non accompanying place in the whole entire house was a long chair that looked like it would be used to sun bathe by the pool area, a perfect place to look up at the stars. It was like destiny or the gods gave her this seat right above the beautiful dark sky to admire. She sat in that chair and sat up a bit. Her eyes sparkling under the moonlights touch, a small smile appearing on her face watching the clouds and seeing the beauty that was the glowing moon.

"Who's that girl over there?" Colby asks Sam while holding a cup filled with Bourbon, pointing at the girl sitting by the pool all alone.

The blonde boy takes a second to take a look at direction he was looking at and saw her. "I think her name is Rose, she came here with Vivian. Why?" Sam explains but ends with questioning Colby.

His eyes investigated her, trying to see if she's ok or not. "I don't know, she looks kind of sad and lonely," Sam looks over to her to see what Colby was talking about. The duo didn't want anyone to feel lonely at their own party, why would anyone want that for someone? But it felt like one person out of the two was eager to know why a strange girl was sitting at their pool all alone.

Then, Sam thought out an idea. "Can you try talk to her?" He suggested, earning a weird stare from Colby, why the hell would Sam ask that?

"Are you serious?" Colby himself, looking at Sam to see if he was joking or being serious about his question or not.

The boy shook his head. "Well your the one who asked about her so maybe you should go up to her yourself," The Brock sighed at his response. Apart of him didn't know why he was so obligated or in fact, so intrigued in a way about this girl, yet it took a part of him to do.

Making up his mind at the end, he answered back in reply, "Fine," taking one look back at Sam. "I'll talk to you later then," He fistbumped Sam and walked away towards her direction.

Rose sighs, looking up at the stars again, remembering all the times she used to wish at night for everything to be better. "What's a lovely lady doing here alone at a party?", she heard someone say towards the right side of her.

Rosalyn looked in the direction of the voice to see a guy with brown hair standing right besides her. His shadow slightly able to see from her direction thanks to the light from inside the house. She looked at him and smiled and let out a little laugh.

"The lovely lady wants to be by herself. But I guess a little company could help," she grinned at the boy, wearing a smile as he sat in the seat right next to her. Rosalyn examines his features and got herself thinking. "Colby isn't it?" asking towards brunette boy next to her. She had already slightly knew it was him but at the same time wanted confirmation that it was him.

He nodded yes, suspiciously. "How did you know?" the brunette boy asked, confused on how a stranger knew him. Was she a stalker or something that somehow got into the party?!

"Brown hair, looks like a fuckboy, one of the main traphouse boys, I've heard a lot about you from my friend Vivian," She replies, soon placing her eyes back to the sky above her.

This made Colby curious. "Were they good things?" He questions her once more. Rose giggles to herself after hearing the worriedness in his voice.

She took a second to think about her answer before telling him, "Eh, give or take," Leaving Colby to think about all the things Vivian might've said about him to her.

He looked over to her again and saw that she was still looking up at the sky. Slightly admiring her sparkling eyes for a moment of his time. "The night sky looks beautiful doesn't it?", he blurted out. Her eyes continued to look at each star that appeared.

She didn't look at his direction to reply. "It's my favorite thing to look at." They both look at each other at the same time which makes them both chuckle slightly at their actions, at the good timing.

Rosalyn shook her head at him. "Stop staring at me pretty boy," The girl playfully threatened the boy, a small smirk slowly appearing on her face.

He narrows his eyes at him. "Did you just call me pretty boy?", that was when she mentally faced slapped herself, now after realizing that by her face showed embarrassment and shyness. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?

Hiding her sudden guilt, she says "Maybe," Colby only laughs shyly as he narrowed his eyes more at her response. He stays there for moment to let her admire the night, watching it with her.

"I want to get to know you." he spoke up to her, slightly interested on knowing what's beneath this human being. He still didn't know why he was so, intrigued or so he would say in his own words, it was like it was at the tip of his tongue but he couldn't spell it out.

The Fray found herself confused by his own words. "Why? I'm just a normal girl at this party," she inquired, doubtfully back to him, apart of herself got mad at her own reply, she could've easily said something less sad or even depressed but that was her.

"Because you look like someone worth knowing." And in a way that made Rosalyn's heart stutter a beat. It was weird, a random boy wanting to get to know her out of nowhere. She thought about it for a second, was she going to regret this? Probably, but something in her heart wanted something like this, and if she denied it, then it would be a friendship to never exist.

Apart of her also felt entitled to do answer wisely, like it was now or never. "What do you want to know about me?", she looked at his direction, his eyes still looking up at the beautiful stars.

"I don't know, what is there to know about you Rose." and thats was the start of the friendship. A friendship between Rosalyn Fray and Colby Brock. As the night sky continued to shine, they talked and talked, rambled and rambled to each other about childhood stories, embarrassing stories, and tales of their early youth. They both forgot about the party, getting to into their own topic and in the words they said, and by the end of the night, left on a good note. But little did they know, this was a start of a love story, or is it?

—𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚? | 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤
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