Ch.24 Drunk at Masquerade Parties (Willem's POV)

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   "Why do we have to go! It's just a party where you dress up pretty and wear stuff to cover your face!" I complained. For Christmas this year we were going to the London Institute for a Christmas party and it theme was, Masquerade party! Yippee. Today was Christmas Eve so at Midnight we opened our presents since we wouldn't be back by Christmas. Tomorrow we portables to London. Who knows maybe I'll see Jessamine Lovelace again! There were ups and downs to this trip. "Okay! It's midnight! Let's see what I got!" I reached underneath the tree and grabbed all of my presents. I opened one and was extremely scared. "BY THE ANGEL! WHY IS DUCKIE MOMO IN MY PRESENT BAG!" I shrieked getting a bunch of laughs from the irritating audience around us.
   So this is a masquerade party! Not bad! It was pretty fun actually. And a horrible idea. I was walking around the room when I saw a cup of Vodka on a table. I wonder who's this was. I guess they'll never get it back then! I was curious okay? I ended up drinking about 3 more glasses. I can't believe no one noticed. I ended up wobbling out the front doors. Then I saw her again. Ghost Jessie. "Woah!" I nearly tripped getting down the stairs. "Willem Jonathan Morgenstern Herondale! Get back inside you are drunk! Go see if Jess can help or something ugh!" I wobbled back inside. But my vision became blurry. I then saw Jess walking towards me. But she sounded weird. "Will! Are you drunk! Oh your parents are gonna kill you! Oh come one I'll go take you to Je-"
"Jess! Come on! Dance with me!!" I pulled her close and then I kissed her. Without thinking. But then she pulled back looking horrified. "WILLEM JONATHAN MORGENSTERN HERONDALE! I am not Jess! I AM ANNA!" Oh no! What have I done. My vision began to clear. That's why I mixed them up! Everyone was wearing masks. But then the real trouble happened. Behind Anna was Jem holding two drinks. He had already dropped them on the ground shattering glass everywhere. Then a single tear ran down his cheek as he ran outside. I ran after him. But when I was outside all he did was go into the cold snow and just lay there. Just laying in the middle of the lawn covered in snow softly crying into the cold bitter snow.

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