As I dance viscously on the smooth, wooden floor, I hear my friends Kylie, Alexis, and Meghan giggling while they grind on three random guys they probably won't remember in the morning. The six of them chugging down the tray of shots on the dirty alcohol covered table, all looking like a group of stumbling idiots.
I force down about three shots of tequila then stop because of the painful burning sensation slowly moving from the top of my throat to the bottom of my stomach, and the need to find a bathroom my reasons being one to pee, and another to throw up the alcoholic liquid moving threw my stomach. So I start to search for a bathroom in the huge three story house, probably some college student with rich parents, that was being trashed by a bunch of drunk morons.
Opening random doors to try and find a place to dispose of the alcohol rushing threw my body, along with a full bladder containing so much piss and alcohol, it is making the lower part of my stomach hard as a rock. As I open a door time after time, each one leaving me the same image that I wish I could forget. I might as well scratch my eyes out of there sockets, just so I can empty my bladder and stomach without every thirty seconds or so find a group of people either making out...or...you know what I mean! But I find myself unsuccessful, which means that there is only two doors left.one of them better be the bathroom!
As I open the door I study the four intimidating men, I quickly but not quick soon realize that opening that goddamn door was/is the biggest mistake I will ever make...
Sorry for the short chapter.
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ActionA girl goes to a strange party where she by mistake learns the truth about the people behind closed doors...
