My brothers best friend

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I wake up to a bright beam of sunlight grazing my face through my giant glass window. That alone was enough to wake me up on this casual Tuesday.
"'G'morning, Blake," I say, yawning, while entering the kitchen.
"Oh. Hi," Blake replies In a nonchalant tone, indicating that something is wrong.
"What's wrong?" I asked worriedly.
" Ehh nothing, just a hangover from last night."
"You went out again last night!?" I ask in frustration.
Before he could answer, my mom entered the kitchen with suitcases and bags containing enough clothing and hygiene materials for at least two people.
"Going somewhere?" I ask.
"Yes, me and your father are going on another business trip," she replied, "We will be gone for one month and we expect the both of you to be on your best behavior and to take care of the house."
"Ok" we both reply in unison.

Twenty minutes later our parents left for England and we had the house to our self.
We decide to get ready for Jace's party. Jace was Jaspers boy friend and they have been going out for about a year.
I had Alice come over to help me get ready because she is more of the fashion type than I am.
When she arrived, she picked out a tight black dress that had lacy sleeves and came down barley passed my butt.
"Alice, I am not going to wear this!" I said.
"Umm, yes you are. You look hot in that!" She argued.
Knowing that I was not going to win this argument, I gave in and decided to wear the dress.
Alice came out of the bathroom, changed into a light pink dress that was tight toward the top and flowing toward the bottom. The back of her dress laced up her back and tied at the end. She looked flawless.
"Now time for the shoes!" She exclaimed, breaking me loose from my thought. She handed me a pair of sparkly silver stilettos and grabbed herself a pair of shinny black pumps.
I knew that the shoes she gave me we're going to be hard to walk in, but I accepted the challenge, knowing that beauty hurts.
Then, she flat ironed my hair and curled her own in a loose bouncy curl style.
We are finally all ready to leave the house, including Blake. 
"Umm, your not wearing that," Blake stated.
"Yeah, I am, your not the boss of me."
"Good thing I'll be their to keep an eye on you at the party," Blake said with a smirk.
I ignore what he said giving him the satisfaction of having said the last word, and we head outside.

Alice, Blake, and I clime in Blake's new mustang and we and we start heading toward the party.
"Where's your brother Alice?" Blake asked to break the silence.
"He's driving himself to the party," Alice replied.
Blake shook his head in response and we continued the tedious ride in silence.
We finally arrive at the party at seven fifteen, taking is ten minutes to get there. When we step inside the house, I hear a loud blast of music and smell a heavy sent of alcohol. I turn around to spot my brother, but he has already dissipated into the deep crowd.
Alice was still with me, and with that I was grateful for.
We head toward the living room where we spot a group of people, a few including our friends and a few others including my brother and Aaron.
I head over to one of the couches surrounding them with Alice close behind me and we take a seat.
"Want me to get us drinks?" Alice asks.
"Yeah, thanks," I respond.
She comes back with two glass bottles tinted grey containing beer.
She hands the bottle to me and I quickly grab it with my left hand and start to chug it. I get about half way done with the sixteen ounce bottle and feel the sting of the alcohol run through my throat, causing me to quickly cough a bit.
This wasn't my first time drinking, although Alice and I are both under aged we still drink once and a while at parties, because here in California, there aren't many cops patrolling the area.
I finish the rest of the bottle, five minutes later wondering where I can get more.
I leave my friends to find something else.
I come back with a red solo cup filled with clear liquid.
"What's that," Alice asked.
"Cheery infused vodka," I replied "its really good want some" I say offering her the cup.
Questioningly, she takes the cup and takes a small sip.
"Wow!" She exclaimed, "that stuff is strong!"
"Yeah, but it's soo goood" I say as I take another big gulp.
I'm feeling very giddy and decide to go dance. As I get up, I trip on stilettos, falling, and causing a rip in my dress on my stomach. Alice helps me up and I tell her that I have to go to the bathroom. As I walk down the hall, and to the left, heading toward the bathroom, I spot someone familiar.
Daniel. My ex.