No Fun

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We laid on my bed after dinner that night. "I miss having a room that I could just go to and lay in. Now I'm just sleeping on a bus with my band." Zach commented. "I know... I don't really know what to say." I said. "It's okay, it's not a big deal anyway." He assured.

"Hey, there's this party tonight. Do you want to go?" I asked. "It's not really my scene. Plus, people there might recognize me." He replied. "True, but they'll be too wasted to remember," I added, "Please!" He slowly smiled and said, "Okay, we can go!"

We drove to my friend that was throwing the party's house. They were playing really good music. Zach and I took a few Jell-O shots, then he told me to watch how much I drink like he was my dad. I found Macy making out with a stranger when I went to the bathroom. We went downstairs and danced. Zach could not dance at all, so he just watched me dance. When the party was "over" (everyone was either gone or passed out), Zach drove me home.

Something horrible happened after that. I will never forgive myself for making that one choice.

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