Three Strikes: Chapter 11

"Do you like this one?" Jesse asked, holding up a tight, leather black minidress.
I scrunched up my nose, shaking my head quickly.
"I don't think that's proper for a winter formal." I pointed out.
Jesse sighed, moving on to the next dress that was on the rack.
"This one?" he asked, holding up the overly sparkled red dress.
I covered my eyes. "T-too sparkly."
Jesse finally groaned loudly, stuffing the ugly dress back in the rack.
"You're so picky. We've been at the mall for two hours already, and all we got were these smoothies!" Jesse spat, holding up his berry smoothie.
"Which was delicious." I licked my lips. "Hey, are you going to finish that?"
Jesse glared at me, annoyed, and handed me his smoothie, which he only drank a quarter of.
I took a large gulp, and smiled with satisfaction.
Jesse glanced over at his phone, reading the time.
"Well, it's getting late. The party starts in an hour." Jesse sighed. "Cole should be expecting us at nine."
***
The party was insane.
I thought I was overdoing my look, with the red pumps and high-waisted shorts, but you should see the girls at this party.

I don't even know if you could consider them wearing clothes.
Their shorts barely covered their butt, and their tops only covered the chest area, a little bit.
Jesse was by my side, as I caught him watching some s**t strip on a table.
I smacked Jesse's arm, as he flinched.
"Quit staring at that cheap prostitute." I snapped.
Jesse raised his hands up in surrender, as I rolled my eyes.
"Where's Cole?" I asked.
"I'm right here." Cole shouted through the music, suddenly appearing in front of Jesse and I.
Cole's eyes scanned up and down my body, as he grinned.
"You're looking fine tonight, Kendall." he whistled.
I blushed, and rolled my eyes.
"Quit flirting with my girlfriend, Cole." Jesse said.
Cole smirked. "You better watch out, Jesse. There's plenty of guys who want to take a shot at Kendall tonight."
A gasp escaped my lips, as Jesse narrowed his eyes towards me.
I wrapped my arms around Jesse's lean, yet build stomach, as I shook my head.
"Jesse's the only one for me." I smiled, surprisingly without the urge to gag.
"That's right, Cole." Jesse smiled. Genuinely smiled. "I'm going to get us some drinks, okay babe?"
I nodded, as I pecked his cheek, before he went off into the bar.
Cole wrapped his arms around my shoulder, and pulled me closer to him.
We were so close, that I could smell the alcohol in his mouth.
God, he was drunk.
"Why don't I wait with you while Jesse gets you something to drink?" Cole slurred.
I bit my lip hesitantly, but nodded.
After all, I did need to get on Cole's good side, since I was Jesse's girlfriend.
We went over to the couches, where couples were making out, and giving each other lap dances.
"So, Kendall. T-tell me. Do you like guys with blonde hair or black hair?" Cole chuckled.
I frowned. "What kind of question is that?"
Cole laughed uncontrollably. "Wait, wait, isn't t-that Jesse and Trisha?!"
I followed Cole's gaze, as my eyes met the back of a brunette's head, and Jesse's face.
They were making out.
Strike one, Jesse.