Gone

Party!

"That bitch!" Peter says, making a disgusted face. "I knew we couldn't trust her!"

"I know." I say, placing a spoon full of rocky road ice cream in my mouth. "I can't believe she would do that to me. I can't believe she would let a guy get in the way of our friendship!"

Peter tucks one leg under the other and places his hand on his leg.

"I'm never trusting her with my future man!"

"Future man?!" I excite.

"Yeah," he takes a spoonful of ice cream." You know Jeremy, from English, yeah he's totally been giving me goo-goo eyes lately."

"Ohhh get some!" He playfully smacks my arm and we laugh.

"Heh. So anyways, about Jeremy.. He invited me to his party tonight. Wanna come?"

"Do you really think you should invite -"

"Great! Go get ready!" Peter stands up and dances. "I already brought my outfit! Hurry!"

I sigh and get up, peeling off my socks. I go to my closet and pick out some high waisted shorts and a tight, white lace t shirt. Perfect! I put on fresh socks and slip on my black Toms. I go to the bathroom, brush my teeth, wash my face, and put on makeup. Just as I finish, Peter slides in on his socks, wearing a grey shirt and blue jeans.

"How do I look?" He smiles, spinning around to show me but his pants fall down.

"Qui qui! Magnificent!" I laugh and help him find a belt.

When we get done, Peter says that the party starts at 9 so we have an hour before we have to go and that we should probably have lunch because most food at parties are just pizzas and that's not a lot of choices.

So we decide to go to a restaurant. Olive Garden.

After dinner, it's 8:53 so we hail a taxi and tell him to take his time because we don't want to arrive too early. We arrive by 9:18.

Music is shaking the house and people are already outside dancing and throwing up all over the yard. I crinkle my nose in disgust. The smell of alcohol is overwhelming but Peter doesn't seem to notice. He drags me inside where there are a lot more people drinking, talking, dancing, and shouting.

"Turn down for what" blasts through the speakers.

"I'm going to go get a drink!" I shout over the music to Peter who's greeting his friends.

"I'm gonna go find Jeremy! Have fun!" He pushes through the crowd in search of his new man.

I excuse myself past people and find the bar. Jeremy has a bar in his house?! Maybe Peter dating him really is a good idea!

"Can I interest you in a shot of Tequila?" The bartender asks. I nod. Why not? He hands me my drink and I analyze it before tossing in my mouth and swallowing it quickly. It burns all the way down but I suddenly feel a little more relaxed until I turn around and see Rochelle talking to someone across the room.

"Keep em' comin'." I groan and say. After about my tenth shot, I'm half out of my mind.

I'm grinding against men, making out with random drunk people, and standing on tables showing my underwear and dancing. Best night ever!! I even make a group of friends and we are all dancing and singing along to the songs playing.

"Slow down, grab the wall, wiggle like you're tryna make your ass fall off! Gas pedal, gas pedal!" We shout and laugh. Suddenly I'm shoved to the floor by someone.

"Hey, what's your problem?!" One of my new friends, Chastity, asks helping me up.

"My problem?!" The person who shoves me yells." You're the ones who can't watch where their going!"

Although I'm horribly drunk, my vision clears enough for me to see who it is. Rochelle!

"Look bitch! Nobody's tryin' to start something with you so get out of here!" Another friend, Shay, says. She shoves Rochelle, making her fall back. This is becoming too much.

"Everyone stop! Can't we just enjoy ourselves?" I barge into the conversation before punches are thrown. Rochelle scoffs but backs down and walks away. Me and my group of now angry friends walk to the bar and get Margaritas.

"Who was that?" Shay asks, sipping her drink and facing me.

"That's Rochelle. She's a real beyotch. She used to be my best friend until she moved in on my crush and made him love her." I explain as twirl my straw around my cup.

"Sounds like a whore to me." Chastity mumbles and I shove her playfully making her laugh. Once we get back to dancing, someone knocks on the front door.

"Cops! Open up!"

Ohh Drama! Don't fret! Justin will be the story soon. I know you were probably expecting him to show up immediately but that's not how it works! You'll just have to wait because when he's in the story, he's here to stay!!

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