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BEY
I thought college couldn't get any more fun, and then homecoming came around. I knew it was a big deal but I had no clue just how serious it got.
Block parties, a big festival, every type of function you could imagine, and the big football game.
All the football games at our school were a big deal, but our homecoming game was an even bigger deal. There was a big tailgate right before the game that was basically a big ass party and pregame.
I put a little extra effort into my outfit for the game knowing there would be more people than usual. I wore distressed black jean shorts and a corduroy olive green buttoned shirt that I left somewhat open to show my white tank and gold jewelry.
For the first time ever, we made borgs, which were basically gallons of water that we drank half of and then filled with alcohol, water flavoring, and some juice.
It was so good that it was dangerous. I didn't know just how good it was until I looked over at Onika and saw that she was a third of the way done with hers before we even left. I knew she was drunk when she took her sweater off because she got hot and left the dorm in just a crop top and shorts.
I didn't say anything about it despite my surprise because I didn't want her to feel like it was a big deal. Plus, she looked good as fuck. She had her hair down and let Kelly do some light makeup on her, so I had a hard time not staring.
Over the past couple weeks since my birthday, she'd been way more out of her shell than usual. She was more comfortable drinking, dressing how she wanted, and being affectionate with me. Even though we were just friends, it was pretty clear to both of us that there was more there.
The second we pulled up to the tailgate, we were immediately hit with the smell of barbecue and music that could barely drown out the voices of the big ass crowd.
Onika immediately grabbed onto me as we started walking into the crowd, but I couldn't tell if it was because she was stumbling a little bit or she just wanted the physical touch. I didn't mind either way.
The smell of the food was calling to all of us, especially after some drinks, so we ignored everything else going on and went straight to the food.
It was hard to keep my eyes straight ahead with how good everyone looked. They were going all out for homecoming, and I'd usually be trying to find who I would flirt with first.
They had every type of barbecue imaginable, and we were all trying to order damn near the entire menu, except for Onika. She was strangely silent, especially since she was usually a drunk yapper.
I looked down at her and spoke quietly so the conversation was just between the two of us. "You good?"
She looked up at me and smiled, but I could tell it was forced. "Mhm!"
I gave her a look that said I clearly didn't believe her. "Stop lying. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, this crowd just made me even hotter than before and I think the liquor started to get to me. You'll be the first to know if I'm not fine, I promise."
"Mm... okay." I wasn't completely convinced, but I dropped it regardless.
We all ordered food except for Onika, who just got water. I fucked up a burger and some ribs, but I made sure to keep an eye on her and keep checking up on her.
The rest of the tailgate went well, and she seemed to get a little better. We all got free cutwaters from our friends that we ran into and she actually drank it with no issue.
