Alive

03

"I knew you were." She giggles.

"It's not funny." I say and she continues to laugh.

"Why don't you talk to him?" She asks.

"I'm pretty shy around boys. He probably won't like me anyway." I huff.

"Oh so you want him to like you?" Heather raises an eyebrow.

"No! I didn't mean it like that." I slap myself on the forehead.

"Yeah okay. How did you mean it?" She asks trying to hold back her laughter.

"What I meant by like was tolerate. I don't think he would tolerate me. He look like an unpleasant person to talk to." I say looking back at him. He now walking towards a tennis table occupied with a bunch of red cups.

"Okay if you say so. I mean Frat boys aren't that lovely talk to." She says and I'm taken aback.

"He goes to this fraternity? I'm kinda not surprised." I say.

"Well he is dressed in typical frat boy attire and this is the number one Fraternity on the campus." She says.

"Really what's the name?" I ask.

"Pi Kappa Alpha." She says.

"Oh." I say.

"Well I'm going back inside now. Have fun and talk to Niall." She says while getting up.

"Who?" I ask.

"The guy you were staring at." She says and I roll my eyes.

"Yeah maybe." I say and she goes back inside.

Now I'm once again left by myself at this party. I sigh trying to think of something to occupy myself. Maybe I should look for Miley. At the same time I probably shouldn't. I don't want to ruin her first college party.

I should just walk back towards the dorms. I mean I should be able to some how find my way back. Maybe I should just build up the guts, walk over to Niall, and ask for directions back.

I take a deep breathe and get up off the couch. I slowly walk towards the Table Tennis Table and act like I'm just watching. I'm to scared I'll be some how embarrassed. I cross my arms and stand in place biting the inside of my cheeks.

I observe how Niall's opponent bounces the ping pong ball on the table trying to get it in one of the cups and succeeds. Niall then picks up the cup, takes the ping pong up, and drinks from it. I nearly gag at the sight; how revolting. Where has that ping pong been any way? It's probably contaminated with a bunch of germs and bacteria.

As Niall is about to throw the ping pong, he looks at the corner of his eye, and stops.

"Can I help you?" He asks looking my way. I furrow my eyebrows and look around.

"You're talking to me?" I ask pointing to myself.

"No, the ghost behind you." He rolls his eyes and focuses back on the game.

"Excuse me, who said you can talk to me that way?" I ask with as much additude I can.

"I did. I mean it's my mouth. You can leave now." He shoos me away with his hand before he throws the ball. My mouth hangs wide open at his answer.

Before I'm able to think I shove and the full cups off of the table spilling the liquid everywhere.

"Next time speak to a girl with manners." I walk off back inside. I hear him swear as I leave. What an insensitive jerk.

I walk around the house searching for Miley and I can't find her anywhere. I hope she's ok. She's usually the one searching for me if we went to a party like this.

It's something different about college parties. They're much more intense than High School parties.

I continue to search for her then I see her dancing on a table with a bunch of other drunk people. Oh no.

"Miley." I say tapping her leg.

"What?!" She slurs. Yeah she's definitely drunk.

"Get down from there." I say. God forbid she falls off hurting her self. Or something else happens to her. She doesn't have common sense in this state.

"No. Stop being such a buzz kill." She laughs.

"I don't want you to get hurt or anything to happen to you." I say.

"Look at me, I am perfectly fine." She says drinking some liquid in a red cup. I know she wants me to leave her alone and go away but I can't. What kind of friend would I be if something happens?

I guess I'll just keep an eye on her but I need something to do. I'm not the same party girl I was before. Maybe I'll just have one drink.

I walk into the kitchen can grab a shot glass. I fill the glass with some cherry vodka. I take a sip and I miss the burning, tingly, feeling that alcohol gives you.

I pour a few more shots and I begin to feel loose. I go into the living room where people are circling around the floor. They are about to play a game.

"Wanna play?" A girl sitting in the circle asks.

"Yeah." I say and I sit down.

As the game is about to start somebody sits next to me. I look towards my left and this asswipe Niall. I roll my eyes in the most dramatic way and sigh.

"Fucking asshole." I say under my breath but he doesn't hear me.

"Okay so we are going to play multiple games but the first one is called suck and blow." She says and I furrow my eyebrows. What the hell is that?

She then explains the game and now I understand. I will make it my duty not to drop the paper.

~

When the game starts nobody drops the paper. When the person to my right gives me the paper I inhale with all my might. When I have to pass it to Niall I can't hold the paper any longer. It falls from my mouth and I curse at myself all kinds of ways on the inside.

"Did you have to drop the fucking paper?!" He says.

"Nobody asked you to sit next to me dumb ass." I curse back at him. He's making me hate him even more.

"Well you guys gotta kiss now." The girl says.

Just to get it over with I lean in and press my lips against his giving him a quick peck.

"Come on you can do better than that. This is not 7th grade." She says. Right about now I am not liking that girl.

I sigh and Niall leans in this time kissing my bottom lip and I kiss him top lip. God I hate this. I know I liked him like 20 minutes ago but I'm way passed that now.

He starts to makeout with me sliping his tounge inside my mouth. I want this to be over with already. After a few more seconds we both pull back.

"Uh I-I don't want to play anymore." I say getting up.

I run looking for Miley who is currently with Heather.

"Let's go." I say grabbing onto both of them.