Sassy

Chapter 1

A true friend doesn't care if you are broke, being a bitch, what you weigh, if your house is a mess, what you drive, about your past, or if your family is filled with crazy people. They love you for who you are.  -Anonymous
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"Name's Eva Mendlyn. And I want to be famous."

Then, there's me, shuffling stupidly to the beat in the middle of the crowd like there's no others...

What the...?!

I stared at my laptop, blankly. My mind couldn't seem to digest what's the line written in there. It took me a good few minutes to finally come to my sense that - firstly, I didn't remember posting anything yesterday night. Secondly, I couldn't remember a thing I did last night, in fact, the last thing I could remember about last night was, I threw up on someone's lap seated beside me during a crazy wild party and before I knew that, my whole world came spinning in front of me.

And that's when I couldn't remember a thing.

Oh. My. God. Did I seriously posted that shit on my NS?! (NS stands for NonStop in short, and it is something very similar to Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, WeChat, Tumblr and etc. The only slight difference is that you could only post videos you made along with your captions. And mind you, I was kind of popular in NS with over 34K views on my videos, 9K of likes, and 1.2K of amazing followers, some of them were even my classmates and schoolmates, whom I barely spoke to. And they didn't know it's me, I used a fake name -ShadowBird)

My head throbbed once more, I'd never been so drunk before, and I swore it's killing me. Ugh.

Was I still drunk? Even after a whole afternoon lying under the sheets?

Nope, definitely not. Couldn't be. Mm-mh.

It's just this stupid hangover I got due to excessive drinking. But, I really had the time of my life yesterday. I joined a game called "Truth or Dare" with lots of unknown faces, probably from my school, but I guessed I just never know them. The main reason I played TOD was because of my one and only best friend, Mitchell, I didn't even want to join it at the first place.In fact, it was her who brought me to the damn party. But, at least I got to meet a cute guy who kept smiling at me, his name was...

Uh...What's his name already?

Oh whatever.

I reached out to the triangular play button and clicked it once more, feeling dubious. Again, there's me.

Yes, it's me. There's no way I could deny it.

I wore a strapless white top and dark pants paired along with black sneakers. Tell me, who the heck would wear sneakers to parties? That's definitely so me. I would doubt if there's anyone else wore sneakers to parties.

Squinting my eyes at the video, suddenly, I noticed something much more horrifying.

My belly button was showing off!

The fabric silently found its way up my skin while I was goofing around.

Holy reindeers...

I knew some people would definitely say that it's just your belly button, not your boobs, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

But, yeah, I just couldn't bear the fact that I actually looked like a slut. With those horrible moves, oh man.

Trust me, I was not the kind of person who would rather be naked to impress others. But... I drank. Yeah, I was just like any normal teens who drank once in a while, however, this time was not the case.