Thank God everyone here is horny and drunk because nobody is really looking at birthmarks. Not when there are girls running around in just bras. Not even Leon noticed his own mark turn black because he was busy flirting with a couple brunettes.

Even though, I have decided to strongly dislike him. how in the damn hell can he not notice his own mark? Wait, this is a good thing. Since Leon doesn't know he will never find out. I can keep this secret as long as I like.

“Hey Evan, why don't you have your clothes off yet?”

Lucy is swaying her hips from side to side as she walks up to me. If I didn't know better I think she was trying to be sexy. The smile on her face is warm and bubbly and the feeling of happiness settles over me. Why couldn't she have been my fated partner, she would have done nicely as a wife.

Reaching into her back pocket she produces a purple marker so I can circle the mark is also Leons.

“Who knows Evan, maybe we match”

She giggles and then puts her arms around my shoulders giving me a squeeze. Sorry Lucy but you guys aren't even the same gender.

The alcohol is giving her a lot more confidence than she has when she is sober. Let's be honest though folks, I think everyone is confident drunk. She normally plays the meek girl who drowns in sloppy buns and leggings. Its a nice change to see her so different.

I have only a couple options here. Firstly I could attempt to just keep my clothes on and risk being stripped by random people or thrown into the pool. Either way, I am sure Leon will figure out our situation and that cant happen. Secondly, I can take this marker and instead of circling around my mark I can go to a random room and cover it up. That sounds so much better than the first

“Lucy, do you want to play hide and seek?”

It's a cruel trick I know but, desperate times call for desperate measures.

“Yess”

She squeals into my ear. Wow, she is a lot more intoxicated than I would have thought.

“Okay, you are the hider and I am the counter, go”

She runs off in through the yard and I turn towards the house. looking around there is a hallway with a bunch of doors. Please say that at least one is a washroom. The first room I open two people are making out so I decided to look again. Try locking the door folks. The second one is a big linen closet.

How ironic that my soulmate is a boy and now I am going to hide in this damn closet.

Looking around there is no one to see me walking into the closet. It doesn't take a lot of time to realize that there is no fucking light. The only thing that I can see is the crack under the door. Thank god I know my mark like the back of my hand. I have spent countless nights tracing my mark with my fingers and wondering who my soulmate is. Unlucky me I found out they are an asshole.

I should get to choose who I end up with, I don't want any of this soulmate crap and definitely, not Leon.

not wanting to take off my clothes there's an awkward mess involving two hands, teeth, my shirt, and jeans. Quickly popping off the lid the sharpie feels cool against my skin. I am trying to make it look completely different than it actually is. I am also hoping that the sharpie will conceal the mark so nobody notices.

There that seems like a believable blob.

Just as I am putting the lid back on the sharpie the closet doors fly open. The sound of a stitch ripping is evident as a wrench down my shirt. Looking down slightly I see a very determined and flushed Lucy staring me down. I am still grasping my shirt as her eyes very creepily look from my head to my toes, even though I am clothed I can't help but feel a little naked.

“Lucy I was supposed to find you, not the other way around.”

She chooses to ignore my question and asks

“Evan, why can I not see your birthmark?”

Lucy waves her hand up and down my body to make her point even more obvious than it is. Her mark is located on her kneck and somehow she managed to take off her whole shirt. Before me, stood a small woman in a very lacy pink bra. This might have turned me on if I didn't just find out Leon and I was destined to be together. The biggest negative is his personality the second biggest negative is he is bigger than me so I would have to bottom. The thought of that gives me shivers and not the good kind. Wait wait, I can use that as an excuse as to why I want to wear my clothes.

“Lucy I am shivering, I need to wear my clothes because I am freezing.”

Please say she is too drunk to notice that this is a pool party so of course, it's hot.

“Alright, we can make a compromise. You tell me where your mark is and I will release you back to the party. If not then you shall not pass.”

This girl is such a fucking nerd really? Gandolph?

“It's on my stomach. There, are we good?”

I attempt to walk past her but she latches onto me like a little leech. Does the bitch know im lying or something?

“Lucy, what are you doing?”

She then picks her feet off the floor and launches her feet off the wall so that we hit the floor, hard. Oh shit, my head fucking hurts I think I hit the only stupid table in this hallway on the way down. Gingerly touching it I feel no blood but there is a bump. I hiss in the air as the pressure from my hand is a bit too hard.

Lucy landed on my legs and as of right now has her face dangerously low. Too close for comfort. Her head landed in my lap so she can see up my shirt very well.

“Evan you are supposed to circle your marks, not color them in”

“I wanted to try something new.”

She looks up at me with a glint in her eyes and bites down on her bottom lip. I can see where this is headed and I don't like it, not one bit.

“How about tasting something new?”

I try to push her off of me but she ends up wrapping her arms around my stomach and refusing to let go.

“Lucy, can you sound any more desperate?”

Quickly snapping my head to the left standing there was one of the girls Leon was flirting with earlier. She looks at Lucy with an annoyance in her eyes and I see lucy looks right back completely oblivious.

“Sorry Evan, Lucy here cant keep it in her pants”

I don't know why but her saying my name makes me so pissed off. I can't stand to look at her or hear the words coming out of her mouth. How fucking dare she say my name as if we are friends. I don't even know who this bitch is. I just want to take her stupid face and shove it in the pool to get all that shitty makeup off and then show this Ogar to Leon.

There is a perfectly good reason for my thoughts and I think its because I want to piss off Leon. Yeah, that sounds right. That is the exact reason why I am in a face shoving into pool mood.

Gathering my thoughts I clear my throat.

“Whatever.”

Lucy then sticks her head up my shirt as she nuzzles my stomach. What the hell is wrong with this girl. She is like a dog in heat.

“Lucy, could you please get out from under my clothing?”

This has the exact opposite effect that I wanted because she then tries to shove her head up more.

“Evan, when a girl finds abs she just wants to cuddle with them. Don't ruin this moment for me.”

I think this could be considered assault. To every girl who’s ass I have stared at, I am so sorry. I will try and fail not to do it again.

If this continues I should get myself a damn whistle.

“Lucy, there’s a Leon with a better body who wants to play spin the bottle with you. He is in the living room.”

I forgot this bitch was still here. I don't know if I should be offended or grateful. Im going to choose to be offended.

“Maybe I can snuggle with two six packs tonight.”

Lucy gets up almost superhuman speed, which is impressive for a girl who is white girl wasted. She grabs onto my hand and with a lot of strength and pulls me up to drag me down towards the living room

“Lucy he just wants you. Please let go of my hand.”

We enter into a huge living room and there is a lot of people sitting around in a circle with a beer bottle located in the middle. The circle is made up of mostly drunk girls with a couple of guys from the football team. Figures, Leon attracts a lot of girls and I think his buddies wanted some action from the girls too.

“Lucy, you made it.”

Leon calls from the opposite side of the room. He looks completely at ease with his legs folded and is sitting back putting his weight on his arms. He doesn't even look at me as his eyes land directly on her. He doesn't even want to acknowledge my presence.

The dislike I have developed for him grows bigger by the second.

“Hey Leon, I just wanted to bring this cutie.”

She pushes me down onto a couch and then proceeds to sit in my lap. Leon finally looks at me and his eyes show me nothing but malice. Me being the little shit disturber I am, I grab Lucy and bring her closer to my body. Not once did I take my eyes off his and a smirk is placed onto my lips.

“Well since everyone is here, let's get started.”

He is pissed off, I can hear it in his voice but I think everyone else here is too drunk to notice.

...

The game is going well so far. I am just sitting here with a beer that was placed in my hand and a beautiful girl in my lap. Yes, she is annoying but she is too focused on the game to really pay attention to me. It's much better than when we were in the closet.

Its Leons turn and I feel my stomach tingling as he grabs the bottle. Each of the girls looks hopeful as the bottle starts spinning. Even Lucy is bouncing her leg up and down with anticipation.

Leon has this rule where if you don't want to kiss somebody you have to take shots. So he won't have to kiss a boy because he always takes shots instead.

When the bottle slows it looks like it may land on Irene. A tall black girl with gorgeous features. I can see she also thinks it's going to land on her because she pushes up her breasts and smiles seductively at Leon but sadly for her, the bottle keeps turning.

My heart drops, the bottle lands on Lucy, and her being her, is still in my lap. Looking at Leon he knows it's his job to move to her so he will have to kiss her while she's on top of me.

“Get over here Leon.”

Leon slowly walks over and drops to his knees. He positions himself between her legs so now he is also between mine. As he gets closer he pushes himself against the crotch of my pants.

One of his hands is now on Lucy's head and the other one is on her thigh. He starts kissing her sloppily and to me its pretty gross. Its messy at first but then he opens his eyes looking directly at me. Those green eyes are heavily lidded and looking into my blue eyes. The kiss becomes more smooth and soft. That's when I feel something on my thigh his thumb has slipped from lucy’s thigh and is drawing circles on mine. It's getting closer and closer to my dick which is responding more and more. He doesn't even take his eyes off me as his hands travel upwards. He is almost touching me but it feels like everything is moving too slowly. He his hand away before I feel him push his impressive erection that is sadly covered by his pants, into my growing one. I put the beer bottle to my lips so that I don't make any sounds and don't let myself gasp. I have to look away for a quick second and gather myself. When I finally return to his eyes I see some disappointment at my lack of reaction. He goes to do it again. Oh God if he does I won't be able to stop myself stopping my voice.

“Alright, lovebirds take it to the bedroom.”

It seems to snap me out of my haze as I push Lucy off of me and into Leon's arms. He isn't looking at me anymore but is staring at the floor. For a brief second, I think I see sadness.

It's only a brief second though because he then picks Lucy up in his arms and carries her down the hallway.

Looking down at my pants I see that my horniness isn't really noticeable. Thank God because that would have been embarrassing.

I see Sam walking towards me. I think its time I head right the fuck home