Pumped-Up Kicks 2

4.7

Logan (omg i missed him)

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I'll set the scene for all of you readers.

So I'm weaving in and out of people in a big ass mosh pit full of drunk people doing things like drugs and stuff along those lines. It's sad to know that this is totally the norm for the teenage generations of today.

Don't ask why there's a rave going on in the direct middle of downtown Seattle on a Thursday (its only 11:46). Shitty music thumped on and on against the glass buildings that occupied center city. Half full cups of unfinished drinks littered the ground and with every step I took one of them was crunched under my foot. "Damn it Telly. You just had to be difficult." I shook my head and grumbled under my breath while still looking for her. It would've been a hell of a lot easier if her hair was still pink.

"Logan I don't think she's here." Remie grabbed my arm making me stop. Obviously she was worried about Telly. Hell, the girl is not even 100 pounds and would be considered a super lightweight. Only she would be stupid enough go to a rave, and with her current drinking problem, this might actually be the night that death comes for her. I just can't let Telly die especially when I have a chance to prevent it. So I pressed on, stepping on many people in an attempt to find her.

"Oh she's here. She's gotta be." More reckless teenagers ran around me, making the chore more difficult than it needs to be. Stupid fucking parties with too many teenagers with pea sized brains. I sighed when I started to see the other side of the street. I almost lost all hope when I came to the other side of downtown. But then a miracle happened. She laughed her hearty laugh that I had missed for so long. I'm not exactly sure why she was laughing but there was no mistaking that she was in fact here and very alive, but she may have been completely 3 sheets to the wind. "Told you she was here." I smirked and Remie grimaced at me.

"Yeah but where?" I shrugged and walked some more feet before I almost tumbled on top of someone.

"Hey watch it you stupid cu-"

"Loggy!" Telly's eyes were more blue than the southern Caribbean waters. She threw her arms up in the air and giggled. "I missed you." She pulled me in for an alcohol scented hug and it took all of my willpower not to cough even though it was so very suffocating. Her beautiful hair that l absolutely loved with all my heart was cut shorter than she had ever dared to before; It just barely grazed the top of her shoulders. She displayed her perfectly caramel skin freely and I wanted to just touch her soft, fragile body. "What are you doing here? You don't like parties." She crinkled her nose and took another sip from the red cup that may or may not be glued to her hand.

"I'm going to have to take this away." I pulled the cup away from her and handed it to Remie. Telly looked like death was written all over her. I never realized how small and skinny she really was. She was so drunk that the poison probably flowed through her bloodstream mercilessly. "Who brought you here." We shouted over the loud sound of Arctic Monkeys.

"Jase did." She looked around (not really) for him. Then she turned back to me and Rem reaching for her drink. "He's somewhere over there." She motioned over to the mosh pit. There were two or three guys holding a pair of long legs on a wooden barrel. No doubt, it was Jase. He could hang upside down better than anyone. I rolled my eyes painfully slow and forcefully grabbed Telly's bracelet covered wrist, making her stumble along behind me as Remie followed suit, not saying a word. "Logan, I don't feel very well." She complained behind me after we stepped over lots of other obstacles in our way. I rolled my eyes again as we walked closer to Jase getting angrier with each passing second.

"Suck it up, lightweight." Remie pulled on one of Jase's legs making him somersault down from the platform. His whole face was red from being inverted for so long. He fell as soon as he reached the ground. Remie helped him up again and placed her hand on his chest trying to steady him. Who knows how long he was like that, drinking whatever was in it. " Damn were you trying to drink the thing dry?"