Her

Shots

"Let's drink till we past out at this party woo!" Shouted Matthew as he chugged beer by the pool table. "No more girlfriends, no more commitments!" Tyler said raising his glass up into the air. "Hell yeah, let's hook up with some chicks tonight dude. You broke up with her, she was a whore anyways right?" Tyler laughed and patted me on my shoulder. "Yeah, right." I took another shot trying to forget Rachel. "Hey man, you took like 9 shots already. Slow down a little, I think you still miss her. Don't you?" I pounded my drink onto the table. "Nah man, her? Look at all the girls in the party. She didn't mean shit to me." I turned my head and looked at Tyler with a smirk. "Oh yeah, there's my little rebel!" He said pointing his finger at me. We both laughed and started heading to Matthew to chug with. The loud music playing at some dudes party that we sneaked in and partying with Matthew and Tyler made me forget about Rachel. *chirp chirp* "Ah shit, what happen to my damn shirt?" I said while rolling over the prickly grass lawn and rubbing my eyes. "I don't know man, those chicks we hooked up last night took m-my, WAL-WALLET?!" Matthew shouted while he hesitated trying to find his wallet. "Guys, how did we end up on the lawn? There's also past out people on it too. And who drew a goddamn mustache on me! You damn bastards." Grumbled Tyler. Me and Matthew stopped what we were doing and laughed. "Lo-lo-lo" Stuttered Tyler. "At least try to speak English you dumbass." Tyler pointed to show us what was going on. "Lo-look, it's the cops! Let's go." Tyler and Matthew ran, leaving me on the lawn. "Lance what are you doing?! Let's go!" Shouted Matthew. "Hell nah, I ain't gonna run without a shirt." I shouted while trying to take off a random guy shirt that was past out from last night party. I heard the cops siren going off, I quickly ripped the shirt off of him and caught up with Matthew and Tyler, still dosing off from last night shots. *Brawwll!* "Oh god, at least puke somewhere else Tyler instead of the sidewalk! My mom is gonna kill me if we don't clean it up." I pestered, Tyler wiped his mouth with his grey shirt and stood up while heavenly breathing because of the run. "Sor-sor-" *BRAWWLL* He puked again but this time even more. The color of the puke was mixture of green and tan. "Look at him Lance he isn't feeling good. Open the door so that we can clean up inside. Plus, your mom is here yet until 2:45." "Yeah ok wait let me find the key." I looked under the welcome mat and found the key to the house. "Isn't your key suppose to be screwed up or something because a lot of people is stepping on it?" Asked Matthew. "No." I smiled and opened the door. "Can I get something to eat?" Asked Tyler while his stomachs growled. "No you clean yourself up stairs, and you Matthew, clean the sidewalk up with this." I threw a bucket and sponge at him. "Seriously! Why not you? its your sidewalk." "Just do it already." Matthew grumbled underneath his breathe and walked out.