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"Woohoooooo!" I heard some girl yelling, obviously exited.


An hour had already passed since we got here. Cassia was running around with a lot of people, probably having the time of her life.


And where was I?


I was sitting in an old, worn out, white sofa. Or, I'm guessing it used to be white. Continuously sipping beer from my cup, I knew I shouldn't drink too much, but I didn't really think it would be much of an issue. I did it automatically and It kept me busy, kept me from staring into thin air and looking like a lost kitten. I probably already looked like a lost kitten, I was sitting all by myself on the couch.


Believe it or not, I could be fun at parties, but today the crazy party girl was buried deep, deep inside me, under layers of the extreme things that had happened this last 24 hours. I wasn't always an outcast.

Sitting there allowing myself to think for a second a guy came up to me.


"Hey there, how's it going, beautiful?" I think he is a few years older than me. He usually hung out with Troy and the other "Bad-boys". To be honest, I knew he had a crush on me last year but he was not at all my type.


"Good, what about you?" I answered politely. He tried to sit down next to me but he was drunk as a skunk. He clumsily fell down on my lap and I could smell his heavy vodka breath.


"Ugh, dude get off me. You stink." There was no need to sugar-coat it, he really smelled bad, probably had a cigarette or two.


"Come on baby, I know you want me." He smirked at me while leaning his head towards me, kissing me on the cheek. He really wasn't going to get off, huh?


"Dude, get lost!" I snapped. He looked at me, it didn't seem like he heard me at all. He leaned towards me again and kissed my lips this time. No... No no no please. There it went, my first kiss. My precious first kiss had just gone to a drunk guy on a party. Are you kidding me? these thinks were supposed to be romantic, but of course not for me. Of course my first kiss had to be like this. So god damn typical.

I pushed the guys head and tried to make him stop eating my face. He was as good as glued onto me. His hands were moving frantically on my back. Oh Hell no. Not gonna happen bro. Not today, not with you, absolutely not with you.


I tried to mumble that I was uncomfortable and wanted him to stop, I pushed his shoulders. He was moaning, god damn it what was his problem? he was way to drunk to be here. "Dude, What's up? Who you got there?" I heard a familiar voice say.


Oh my- No.


As if this day wasn't bad enough. God please have mercy on me.


"Bro, let me see who it is." The voice I knew too well said again and easily pushed the boy so that he swayed a little bit away from me.

I stared directly into the sky blue eyes that belonged to none other than my beloved big brother. His eyes widened, obviously shocked. I was coughing, trying to take in as much nitrogen and oxygen as possible while that boys mouth wasn't covering mine. Embarrassed, my face turned red as a tomato.


"Lèa?! What the fuck? How do you know Mike? Wait what were you two-" His words trailed off as he was talking more to himself than me.

"Thanks, Dan. He really wouldn't stop, thank god y-" He cut me off.

"Wait? He wouldn't stop? Not only are you younger than Mike but you didn't even want to kiss him?? Mike do you even know what you were doing?? That is my sister dude!" Daniel said, obviously angry at Mike.

"Dude, your sister is smokin' hot! I don't care if she-"

"Shut up! Shut the fuck up!" Dan was furious now. I looked away and awkwardly stood up. Not that I didn't appreciate the times that he got defensive about me, because it is nice to see that he actually does care sometimes, but when your brother snaps at their friends..It's awkward. I tried to calm him down but of course he wasn't listening to me, as usual. He kept on yelling at Mike who was terrified. Dan told me to go inside. I didn't like taking orders from him, but I would really like to be anywhere else than with him and Mike at the moment.


As I went to get another cup of...whatever as long as it contained alcohol, yet another known face appeared in front of me.

I really should have known he would be here. He smiled and started to walk over to where I was standing.


Why now?? I turned around and pretended I hadn't seen him.

Before I knew it he was standing right behind me poking my shoulder.


"Hey there! it's Lèa, right?"


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Hey, a new chapter! I hope it's not too dramatic, I couldn't resist.. ;p

I hope you enjoyed it even though I know it's really long.

Love,

S~


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