𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 2

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After a lot of convincing and begging from Tiff, I was currently getting ready for that party. To be honest I did feel a little nervous to go because I hated loud noises and I was gonna have to be around drunk people. But I had Tiffany with me so I'm not alone while I'm there. But I was interested in seeing the band that she was talking about. She hadn't told me the name of them but she did say that they have great music. I felt excitement grow in me by just thinking about
Everything that's gonna happen.

After doing my makeup I was now trying to find an outfit, I found a long light pink top with no straps and a short mini low rise camo cargo skirt.
I didn't want it to look basic so I threw on some jewellery and added a small belt that matched the skirt. The star necklace suits the whole outfit and makes it stand out. That's what I wanted.Tiff was gonna be picking me up soon so I quickly did my hair.  I straightened my bangs, leaving the rest
How it normally is. Wavy-ish
(the fit)

Just as I was about to leave, I almost forgot about perfume

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Just as I was about to leave, I almost forgot about perfume. I sprayed on some of my favourite ones and walked out my door
To see Tiffany's car already at my house. I walked to her car and opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. "Lookin' good." Tiff says as she started
The car and smirks a little chuckling. I smiled and nodded. "Yeah...I rarely go to parties so I wanted to look good," (Who wouldn't 💀-author)

During the car ride me and Tiffany were talking and playing music on the radio as we got to our destination. The car ride was a little long since we lived a little far away but we got there. Since there was no parking, we had to park a little further away from the party but the walk shouldn't be too much.
I opened the car door and got out. I waited for Tiffany to get out, once she did we started walking. She looked really good. Her eyeliner, clothes, necklace, literally everything looked perfect on her. She reminded me of Talena Atfield. (IK KITTIE WASNT THERE IN THE 90S BUT JUST PRETEND PLS😭). Once we
got to the party, there were people outside drinking, talking, and music playing. The door was already open and I could see how many people were in there
Was this even a house...? It looked more like a club than a house. Whatever it was, Tiff walked inside with me following behind her. I looked at
All the people and the chaos. But that's how it was right?

That's when I heard a voice. A male voice, saying my name.

Amberly...?

I turned to the sound of my name being called, my eyes widening in surprise as I recognized the voice as it was familiar. "James..?" I said surprised, completely not paying attention, that Tiff was somewhere else. I couldn't believe who I was seeing right now. It was my old friend back in high school, James. We used to be
hella close. Always going to each other's houses and hanging out non stop. Before I even knew it he already came up to me and hugged me. He smelled like alcohol but I didn't care. I hugged him back tightly and smiled warmly. I couldn't believe that this was happening, I saw him again. After a few seconds we pulled back and I smiled and chuckled a little. "It's been ages," said with that same smile on my face as he laughed. "Heh..yeah way too long. Ever since you moved" he said as he took a sip of his beer. Just then when me and James were gonna catch up a little and talk, I heard a male voice. It sounded like he was calling him. "Munky!"
The voice called out. I was confused and had a puzzled expression. Munky...?

"Huh...?" I said as I raised a brow. James chuckled at my confused expression and said "it'll all make sense once we explain." I was curious what he meant by "we". Was it something him and his friends made up?

I saw a guy with braids walk up to us. He looked at me and then back at James.
"Who's this?" He says with a beer in his hand looking at me up and down. "This is an old friend of mine, Amberly!" Munky says happily as he looks at the guy with a  big happy smile. "Oh well I'm head, nice to meet ya." He smiled as he puts his hand out to shake mine. I shake his hand and say "Nice to meet
you too." I said with a smile and then raised a brow. "So uh..what's with the nicknames?" I said curiously but found it a little funny.

(k timeskip after they explain allat and how they're a band blablablablayaya)

"Wait so...were you that band that was supposed to be performing here?" I said taking a sip of my coke "Yeah we were," Munky said leaning
Back into the sofa that was crowded with people. I was so proud that my best friend was in a band and was successful, I couldn't believe it. I tried to hide my disappointment as it sunk in that I had missed their performance. I tried to play it cool, taking a sip of my coke before responding. "That's great!" I said smiling trying to hide my disappointment with a small laugh. After catching up with Munky and getting to know Head and the other band members that
Approached us, I decided to go find Tiffany. As I excused myself and tried getting through the crowded people, I felt a little overwhelmed with how there were so many people and all the yelling and the pure alcohol smell. I tried to keep it together and I made it upstairs. Thinking she would probably be here
instead of being downstairs. I mean who would wanna be stomped on.

After I got to the last step, I heard some intense moaning and groaning from one of the rooms. I should have really known better by now that when your at a party or club, There's always gonna be people having sex. I cringed out and immediately looked away from the direction that the noises were coming from. I felt sick to my stomach by just thinking about it. I walked back down the stairs not really paying attention as I felt overwhelmed and kinda freaked out. That's when I bumped into
someone.

"Oh- sorry. You okay?"
his voice was raspy and kind of deep.
I looked up to see the most beautiful dark brown eyes ever.

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