See Me

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"Gavin!" I slurred as I launched myself on the unsuspecting boy. Gavin froze as I came into contact with him, before gently patting my back.

"What are you doing here?" Gavin asked as I released him. I stumbled back against the counter, falling into Austin.

"My friend Austin brought me." I pointed to Austin in reference.

"We're not friends." Austin corrected me quickly. He was looking between Gavin and I with an uninterested look on his face.

"Oh, right. Austin's my dru..." I was shut up by Austin's hand slapped around my mouth.

Gavin was looking at us like he was unsure what to say, or do. He was looking at me like I was a glitch in the simulation, like I wasn't supposed to be here.

When Austin seemed satisfied that I was going to stop talking, he slowly took his hand off my mouth.

"Austin's my drug dealer." I said quickly. Apparently I didn't get the memo that we were keeping secrets. Well, besides my secret. I wasn't worried about mistakenly telling that one.

Austin shot me another dirty look, only causing me to erupt in laughter at him, again.

"Yeah. Uh. Hold that thought." Gavin sputtered out, before turning on his heel and leaving the room.

It wasn't easy to hold that thought because I had no idea what thought I was holding. I shrugged and raised myself back onto the counter top.

"You know him?" Austin asked me, refilling our drinks and passing one to me.

"Obviously. How else would I know his name?" I told him.

My head started to move with the upbeat music that was filling the room. Not many things could make me feel better than I did at this moment. I could barely remember my own name, let alone everything else. No one knew me here. Well, barely anyone knew me, anyways. No one looked at me expectantly. Even the lingering stares from the random guys didn't bother me. None of them approached, which was probably due to Austin's proximity to me. I think he was scary. He wasn't scary to me.

"She's too fucked up, to fuck me. And I'm too fucked up to give a fuck." I sang along with the music playing, raising one of my hands over my head and moving it with the rhythm.

Maybe Zane was right. Maybe moving somewhere and starting new wouldn't be so bad.

"Seren, what are you doing here?" I turned to see O and Gavin entering the room, and I briefly registered that Gavin must have felt the need for back up. I didn't blame him.

"O! My friend Austin brought me." I repeated, waving at him.

"Yeah, let's not go through this whole thing again." Austin muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Does Zane know you're here?" Gavin asked me.

"Why would Zane know I'm here?" I asked him, raising my eyebrows. Zane might like to play babysitter with me, but that doesn't mean he actually is one.

Gavin and O were talking with their eyes again, like they didn't realize that I was right in front of them. I slid off the counter, intent on refilling my cup. Why was it always empty so quickly after filling it?

"You want anything with that?" I heard O say from over my shoulder, no doubt referencing the straight vodka I had just poured for myself.

"No." I said quickly. Why would I?

"Alright. Uh, listen..." O started, but I cut him off.