'ɴ ɪ ᴄ ᴇ ᴛ ¡ ᴛ ꜱ' , vinnie hacker

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narrative

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warning: 'underage drinking'

lexi pov

"can't believe you guys actually convinced me to come," i mumble, looking around bryce's new house as all of us girls walk in.

"you ready for a fun night?" avani asks excitedly, waiting for me to say yes. i give in and nod my head. avani claps her hands together and says, 'i'll be right back,' before going off to the center of the party.

the main room was a big, open space. high ceilings, white walls, colorful lights projecting — there was even a full bar surrounded by people in the middle.

there were so many people, i couldn't help but fiddle with my rings and hide behind sofia as we made our way into the packed room.

"we got you, lexi. don't worry," sofia reassures, giving my shoulder a slight squeeze before she says a few more words of encouragement. i smile as avani joins us again, handing us drinks.

"'punch'," she says, referring to what's inside the cup. i nod my head and thank her before chugging the fruity liquid.

"woah, girl," avani chuckles. "i need something strong," i blurt out, and she raises her brows.

"tequila or vodka?"

"surprise me."

avani laughs and nods her head before taking the cup and heads straight back to the bar.

"so... what do we now?" i turn to sofia, but she seems to be having fun already, dancing to the song that was playing with some girl.

i don't wanna bother her, so i quickly let her know that i'm going to meet avani at the bar. sof insists on coming with me, but i tell her it's fine and to continue having fun.

amelie went to go say hi to blake when we got here, and i notice her walking back in sof's direction now. thankfully, i find avani at the bar right away and make my way towards her.

"oh hey, babe. i got you pink whitney, is that good?" "perfect. thanks, vani," i hum, taking the shot glass and chug it fully.

"how's that?" she chuckles, also recovering from the vodka. "hits the spot." my face scrunches up, and avani chuckles again before handing me a cup of water.

"i think i saw aaron and troy walk in a second ago," she says, peeking up at the door and suddenly waves. "let's go meet them."

she drags me by the arm, and we met sofia, amelie, and the boys by the door.

"hi.""hey." aaron smiles, his hands in his pockets as the six of us navigate our way through the crowd again. my 'relationship' with him had always been a little more than friendly, but i could never see him as something more than a friend.

we follow amelie to a quieter area of the party. not much dancing, but the smell of weed lingers in the air. a few people are already knocked out on a couch in the corner.