But I'm a Cheerleader!

Well, That's A Problem For Future Me.

POV: Sofia
Eliot reminded me about the party and asked some if I was going. I said yes ofc. I need to stop worrying. Who knows, maybe my crush (?) will go away. It's not like I have a choice. She too beautiful for me. She's totally out of my league.

So here I am, in her car. On the way to a party. Yippee. I was planning on going but for some reason I feel like this will end badly. But here we are. Getting out of her- or her brothers car, stepping into the the house of the party. Here we are having fun? Drinking? Dancing? Playing games?

Now I'm chilling on the couch ready to go homeee. Also probably a lil tipsy. Ok maybe a lil more than a lil. I let out a sigh and get up ready to ask around if people know where Eliot is. Hopefully she's not hammered or didn't leave me, she's my ride.

After asking around with no luck, I decide to look myself. I'm so smart.

I look in the kitchen. In the bathrooms. In the bedrooms. In the parlor. The foyer. I even check the driveway. At this point I'm very tired and I've seen some things I wish I could unsee, but I'm on a mission. After turning a corner I see her taking to someone. Max.

They seem to be having a nice conversation. Which for some reason makes my heart sting, but I ignore that and keep watching. Her smile is almost as intoxicating as the drinks I've had, and her beauty not comparable. I don't know if it's the drinks talking, but I wish Max would leave so I could kiss her.

At some point in the conversation her manner changes and she seems angry. What did he say! I can't really hear, just see. I put my drink down on a random table, not planning on picking it up again, I walk over. At this point the conversation is heated, and she's mad.

"Heyyyyy Eliooot. Can you take me home?" I say. More like slur. Speaking makes me realize how drunk I am, which makes my cheeks heat up. She turns to me her expression softens. She smiles. "Of course." She say softly. She turns to Max and her face drops back into anger. "Bye." Is all she says til taking my arm and dragging me out.

At her car I want to ask what happened. The question is like water flowing off my tongue. "What were you guys taking about?" I slurred out. She opened the car door for me and got in here self. She sighs. "I'll tell you later when you're less drunk." She says smiling at me.

She dropped me off at my house and I walked inside. I quietly closed the door and walked up stairs to my room. I sat down on my bed after changing. I really like her. If I had another drop of alcohol I probably would've told her. This is going to be troublesome.

I turn my light off and roll over. I'm going to walk who in a lot of pain. And probably regret. Well, that's a problem for future me. Night night.

Gonna do an Eliot pov of this moment after this. Hope y'all liked this. Love constructive criticism btw.
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