A drink or two or twelve...

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~Chapter 2~

*Max's P.O.V

Strawberries. After about two dozen shots later -I lost count after the tenth shot- all I could smell were strawberries. I opened my eyes to see the source of the heavenly smell smiling up at me. Argh. I should have kept my eyes shut. I closed my eyes & hid my face in her hair to mask my obvious disgust. She snaked her arm around my waist. It slowly & gradually moved ending up on my ass. Slut. Oh well. My heart pounded to the beat of the music. Sarah or sandy or whatever-her-name-is turned my face towards hers. I open my eyes in time to see her freakishly large brown eyes. As I open my mouth and let her in I think about another pair of brown eyes. Chocolate brown eyes. Paired with a obnoxious Bolten accent and oh god that laugh! I wonder what Tom is up to?! Wait. WHAT?! I pull back from what's-her-name & stumble back causing the person behind me dump her drink on me. After mumbling a whirl of apologies I escape to the men's room. As I look at my bloody mary stained t-shirt i hear giggling & whispering. Oh shit. Before I have a chance to leave a flustered looking girl with her dress unzipped to her torso revealing her electric blue bra, smudged lip stick & messy hair stumbles out of a cubicle. I stand awkwardly wide eyed. She zips up and waves at the half shut cubicle & stumbles out the bathroom. I stare at the reflection of the cubicle in the mirror. The door swings open revealing noneother than Tom Parker himself.

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