Keep Partying

Damn. He's Hot.

"I don't know why I have to be here." Kayleb complained.  "Bro, really? Live a little, that load of books at the dorm won't get you bitches." Kayleb's dorm-mate said.  "But it will get me a better life than you have" Kayleb's brain commented. 

*'Kayleb's View'*

My dorm-mate dragged me into the party with my ears already wanting me dead. Looking around all I can see is make-out secessions, empty cans, and drunk people. Wow, I've never wanted to jump out of a window so badly until this point. I start being dragged again not even complaining anymore after giving up hope of finishing my homework that night.
          People don't even pay attention to us as we walk through the sea of drunkards, addicts, and party goers. Suddenly we stop and I see a small group of people sitting on the ground in a circle spinning the bottle. No. This guy cannot be serious right now. Too soon for my liking I am dragged over to the small circle and sat down. I am going to kill this dude.
          A preppy blonde girl spins the bottle and it lands on a evil looking goth girl whom I was sat right to. I look between the two of them already imagining a cute couple before they start to get up and go into a room upstairs, I assume to make-out but they could just talk, I don't judge. One boy, who I want to say his name is Collin but it could be Conley, picks up the bottle and scans the circle before handing it to me to spin. I grab the bottle and spin it as hard as I can hoping with a little luck it'll land on myself.
          Nope, of course it doesn't, nothing has ever happened to me that was "a little lucky".  I look up to the person the bottle was pointing at and immediately want to chug a few bottles and pass out. Valentino, the only person I have ever considered remotely interesting or attractive now sat at the other end of the bottle. I guess I was a little lucky today.
          I got up almost a little too quickly but I didn't think anyone else noticed because they were all ogling at Valentino as he stood up a little awkwardly, if I had to comment on it, and followed me up the stairs and into a room. As soon as we walked into the room the shy/awkward boy seemed to disappear little it was never even there, closing the door calmly and locking it. There I was blushing like an idiot imagining how the fuck I got myself into this mess.
          He stepped away from the door before pushing me onto the soft bed and climbing on top of me. I can't believe this kid, I spent a whole semester thinking of reasons to make a move on him and he just naturally does it?! I'm starting to think I need a new brain. I was pulled out of my spiraling thoughts by him biting and kissing my neck. I am so thankful for him not turning the lights on I wanna kiss him, I mean I will but in like a grateful way, not whatever the fuck this is.
          I push him up from my neck before I do an ancestry test to see if my grandma was a tomato and start kissing his lips trying to make him feel good. He seems to be enjoying himself so I bite his bottom lip for entrance and he opens up almost immediately. "What a good boy" I say.