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run motherfucker

There were teenagers everywhere. Some upbeat rap song was banging in Damian's ears, making him already have a headache. Kamilah led Damian into the party, the rest of them not far behind him. People were grinding against each other, attempting to dance. The rooms were packed and smelled like cheap liquor. Damian couldn't decide if he loved or hated this. Kamilah led them into a corner, away from most of the teenagers.

"Uh, maybe we should go over rules," Damian asked as all of his friends piled into the corner. Nolan was the one who explained the rules, "Don't get arrested, don't blow out cover, and don't get lost." Evelyn chipped in, "Oh, and no pregnancies!" Mara rolled her eyes, "God, why do you guys need these rules." Sam snorted, "Gotham was crazy, just don't ask questions." Layla laughed, tugging on Sam's arm "Okay, now let's party!" Lucy threw in a small cheer before going off to find some alcohol. 

Damian waited in the corner with Kamilah right under his arm. Mara was looking around the place in pure disgust. "This place smells like pure shit. Why are we here?" Damian laughed a little, "Trust me Mara, it gets better when you're drunk."  Mara rolled her eyes, "I don't drink." Kamilah snorted, pushing herself out of Damian's arm, "No Mara, you've just never been drunk." 

Lucy arrived back with some drinks for the teens. "Me and Layla are gonna go dance. Who wants to come," Lucy asked, handing everyone a red solo cup. Sam and Nolan went with them, which left Damian with Kamilah, Evelyn and Mara. Mara took one whiff of the cup and made a disgusted look. "This smells horrible." Evelyn laughed, "That's because it's cheap."

Damian took a sip, and it tasted just like he remembered; total shit. "You gonna drink that Mara or are you gonna be sober the whole night" Kamilah taunted. Mara clicked her tongue and took a long sip. She scrunched her nose a little but drank most of the beer. Mara set the cup down on some table. "Alright, now what?" Kamilah smiled, drinking most of her drink. "Let's go do shots," Evelyn suggested. Damian huffed, "Okay, but we can't get too drunk." Evelyn smiled, leading them to a table, "We won't."

They lied. An hour and many shots later, Damian and Kamilah were sitting on some couch watching Evelyn trying to do karaoke. Nolan and Lucy were making out in some corner. Layla talked to some people from their school, and Mara was trying to have a conversation with Lucy but was too drunk even to get a sentence out. Kamilah had a half-lit cigarette in her mouth, taking a small hit from it. Damian took the cigarette from her mouth and took a hit. Kamilah sat up and grabbed Damian by the hand, "Let's dance." Damian took another hit from the cigarette before handing it to Evelyn. 

Damian didn't know the song playing, but he didn't need to. Kamilah was dancing in front of him. Maybe it was because he was drunk, but he thought she was the most beautiful girl ever. She had some sweat on her forehead, and she smelled like cheap perfume and liquor, but she was gorgeous. Her tan skin shined beautiful against the bright red lighting, and her eyes stood out in the light. The curve of her nose and the small smile lines she had on her face were gorgeous. He couldn't tell her that, so he kissed. He danced to some rap songs, and he went to some cheap party because he loved her. 

Layla was pulled away from some kid in her physics class by Sam. "Hey," She said, stumbling over the word. Sam looked serious, pulling her into some corner. "Layla, what are we," Sam asked. Layla looked back a little, "What do you mean?" Sam rolled his eyes, slightly swaying from foot to foot. "I mean, what are we. Friends? a couple?" Sam said, look Layla straight in the eye. Layla smiled a little, "Sam, there were so many better ways to ask me to be your girlfriend." After struggling to get out a coherent sentence, she kissed Sam. Her hand went on his cheek while his were wrapped around her waist. It was sloppy since they were both too drunk, but it was nice. 

Layla stepped back, looking up at Sam. Sam starred for a moment before asking, "So we are dating?" Layla laughed, "Yes we are, now let's go find a vacant room." Sam smiled as the girl led her upstairs. They stopped in the hallways, making out beside some old coffee table. Layla reached back to find a room. She opened the door and stumbled in, Sam connected by her mouth. Sam was too busy trying to get Layla's shirt off to notice the two girls already on the bed, but Layla did. Layla stopped, taking her hands off of Sam and starring at the scene in front of her. Sam noticed when she stopped and looked up.

On the bed were Mara and Evelyn. Evelyn was too busy trying to unhook Mara's bra to even notice them, while Mara was practically making out with Evelyn's boobs to notice either. It wasn't until Layla made a shocked noise with a hand over her mouth that they realized they were there. Sam looked shocked but quickly covered it up. Evelyn looked terrified, while Mara just had a shit-eating grin on her face. Sam grabbed Layla's hand, "Sorry," He said, trying to hold back a laugh. He led the girl out of the room and into the hallway.

Layla was the first to speak, "Oh my God, Damian is going to freak out when he finds out." Sam snorted, "Why don't we find another room and talk about this later." Layla smiled before leading Sam to another room that was, hopefully, empty.

In another room, Evelyn was freaking out. "Oh God, Damian is gonna kill me!" Mara rolled her eyes at the girls dramatics. "They don't care, besides they're going to be too drunk to remember this," Mara said, laying down on the bed. "What if they do remember? I'm sleeping with my brother's cousin," Evelyn said, pacing around the room. Mara rolled her eyes, "You and Damian aren't related, besides me and Damian are only like 25 percent related, different grandmothers." Evelyn sighed, "I know that, but Damian is gonna be so upset." Mara clicked her tongue, "Trust me, Damian won't give a shit, now please can we continue." Evelyn bit her lip, "We are just friends, right?"

Mara rolled her eyes, "Damian and Kamilah used to fuck years before they were dating, besides Damian's a whore. He'll understand friends with benefits." Evelyn threw her shirt at Mara, but the other girl caught it. "Don't call Damian a whore." Mara laughed a little, grabbing the shirt and throwing off the bed, "It's true. if Damian's dad found out how many people Damian's been with, he'd flip his shit." Evelyn snorted at the comment before slowly walking back to the bed. "If we are going to continue this, no more talking about Damian or his family," Evelyn said, unzipping her pants. Mara looked down before raising her eyes to meet the girl, "Yes, ma'am."