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Chapter 7

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LUCA'S POV 

I walked up to the trashy apartment to see that it was filled with people. I just need to get in and get a drink, then it'll make everything much more tolerable. 

I reached the door which was already open when someone came up to me.  

"Hey! You can't come in." The burly young man explained. He was clearly on drugs or just extremely intoxicated.

"What? Why?" I asked. I was confused because my friends were inside and I didn't even know the asshole who was covering the entrance

"You just can't, leave now." He stated being an ass.

"What no! I go to the same school as you guys, are you serious?" I stated. I was getting annoyed at this point because I wanted to get intoxicated. I was so over petty college shit like this and I wasn't scared to knock this guy out.

"Yeah, now leave!" He slurred his words with the stink of his intoxicated breath. 

"Dude let me in!" I shouted as I pushed him a bit. People were starting to look, I didn't really care if they did tho because I was already late and I needed to talk to people. 

"No!" He shouted back slamming the door.

"I said let me in!" I yelled as I shoved him out of the way. Everyone looked at me as I walked in. I didn't care, they all know who I am and how I act so doesn't really matter. 

I walked up to the bar area and immediately grabbed a red solo cup and poured who knows what into it. 

There seemed to be quite a bit of people in the apartment. Speaking of the apartment it looked trashed but everyone seemed to be having fun so I guess it didn't matter too much. The guys here looked like your typical frats in collared shirts and I wasn't ready to deal with them tonight.

I proceeded to walk to a corner. I didn't really want to interact with people tonight, I just wanted to get something to drink and smoke. I always kept a pack on me. I realize that it's bad or whatever but who cares I know I sure don't. 

From the place I was standing I could see everything. I could see a mix of people playing some sort of drinking game and loads of people were dancing. My friends were in the corner and I joined them for a bit before walking over to a corner.

In my peripheral vision I noticed two girls dancing. One was much more drunk than the other and they were dancing with a guy. One of the girls and the guy looked familiar, but one of them I couldn't quite recognize. 

She was wearing a fairly short black dress that was super hot. She had the most beautiful brown hair that I had almost ever seen. It was pinpoint straight and she had front pieces that were cut shorter to frame her face.

I wanted to talk to her but she looked like half the girls in here were mouthing their boyfriends. She was hot but I didn't want to deal with what came with that. I know I'm like most guys in the sense that I probably could talk to her for a hookup.

I continued to stare at her and only her. It seemed almost as though everything went blurry. I quickly snapped out of it though, I wouldn't be caught dead completely eyeing this girl. 

I realized that I had finished my drink and headed back over to the bar.  I looked around for the whisky until I had found it in one of the busted cabinets. I pulled it out and poured myself a pretty hefty amount of the liquor. As I filled the clear liquid to the brim I walked back to my previous spot.