3. Drama at the boneyard

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we arrived at the party beach in a matter of minutes, exited for one of the first summer parties. I was happy to be welcomed by topper and kelce as we all stepped onto the sandy ground. topper went off with Sarah, and I stayed with rafe and kelce. now, sarah didn't usually come to parties, which rafe obviously preferred, but with Sarah here, rafe could not bring his usual supply of cocaine. but it's not an outer banks party without underage drinking!

getting a little bored, I decided to play some beer pong with some of my friends. now, four rounds of winning beer pong can get you a little tipsy. I needed to find rafe.

as I wandered around the beach, I finally found rafe with some other kooks. and my boyfriend, jess. I didn't know he would be here, but that's ok.

"hey babe! I was just about to look for you." jess spoke, walking over to give me a kiss on the cheek.
"well I'm right here!" I replied. "what're you guys doing?"
"playing cards, smoking weed, and drinking beer." kelce answered.
"yep, sounds about right. can I stay here with you?"
"yes :)"

and I sat with Jess for the next few minutes, talking, laughing, getting high with my friends, the usual. the , things got interesting on the pogue side if the party.

I saw topper and John b in a fight about something. the crowd around them was getting larger and my view was getting worse. I walked over with rafe and Jess, seeing what was going on. they were throwing punches for a few minutes, until the were led into the water.things were getting intense and dangerous when jj pulled a gun on my friend topper.

the party was over at the first shot into the sky.

I don't know what happened with topper and sarah, all I knew is I had to leave right away with my best friend and my boyfriend.

"rafe, you gonna drive us?" jess asked, his words slurred.
"uh, yeah I guess. are you guys going to maggie's?" rafe asked, wanting us to get home safely.
"yessir." I think I'm so funny when I'm drunk.
"alright"

"who won the card game?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"to be honest, I don't really know." rafe answered.
"maggie, where were you before you came to us?" asked jess
"practicing my beer pong." I say calmly.
"oh? getting any good?" asked rafe.
"aha, better then you."
"wow. I'd like to challenge you sometime." rafe said.
"sounds like a plan. just not right now. I wanna sleep. why did you take me to this party again?"
"because you wanted to go. remember?"
"are you guys talking?" jess spoke from the back. "because I'm not listening. Ill talk to you later friends!"
"guess it's just you and me now polo boy."
"guess so..."

we talk for the rest of the drive about what we think happened to start the fight. we talk about our siblings, and out parents, and our trauma. we talk about food and color and animals and the beach and hats. and then I see my house.

we wake up jess and practice our "I'm actually really drunk, bit there are adults around so I'm gonna act sober and responsible" face. yeah, it needs a little work.

we thank rafe and struggle to reach my upstairs room. and Jess passes out on my soft grey mini couch and I fall asleep on my white fluffy bed, unable to get rafe out of my mind.







my writing might not be good, but I hope you all understand :)) I will revise later I think.
love you all <3

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