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Dia's POV

"Are you kidding me?" my eyes widen at the view of my best friend standing with a bottle of vodka in her hand right in front of the door of my house "If my parents see this, they will ground me for a month or so." I am still trying to keep my calm voice but it's kinda hard.

"Calm down, dude." Winnie exclaims. I can feel her good mood and smell her alcohol breath "It's Friday! We are going to partyyy!"

Rolling my eyes, I step out of the house and shut the door behind myself.

"Where?" my voice sounds dry and cold, but this doesn't mean I'm not interested about her plans for tonight.

"In some dude's house." her answer was short and simple, I just nod "What did you say to your parents?"

"That I'm going to sleep at Silly's."

"Okay, good girl." Winnie punches playfully my shoulder "Go get ready and I'll be waiting for you right here."

I nod as my eyes quickly take a look of her outfit - black ripped jeans, a dark grey t-shirt and a denim jacket.

As soon as I close the front door again a shout comes from the kitchen.

"Who was that?"

"Winifred, mom." I yell back "She will come with me to Silly's house."

I don't even bother to hear her next words, I'm already sprinting towards my room. After closing the door, I look at the reflection in the mirror on the wall - tall girl with long light brown hair and hazel eyes. I'm not skinny, neither I'm fat. I have my shapes and I kinda like them. I quickly took a black short skirt from my wardrobe and a pink tight crop top. This outfit shows my flat stomach and hides my thick thighs but yolo, guys, you can call me whore, I don't care.

I quickly put on my adidas and grab my black leather backpack from my bed and leave the room.

"See you tomorrow, mom!" I shout and shut the door behind my back.

My eyes spot Winnie sitting on the pavement in front of my house. She glances at me with her bright blue eyes, a smirk is already formed on her pale face.

"Let's go."

***

My eardrums already hurt because of the loud music, although we came about ten minutes ago. Winnie is still walking around, dragging me after herself and searching for the host of the party.

"Why'd you care so much who's that guy?" I finally decide to say something, I'm tired of shoving through the crowd instead of having fun.

"I heard he is hot." she turns around, a wide smirk crosses her face.

"Really?" I can't help but roll my eyes annoyed "Why don't you go and search for him while I'm staying here, chilling." my lips form in a fake smile as her grip loosens around my wrist and she lets go of me "Yeah, see ya later."

Minutes later I'm standing alone in the crowd with wasted teenagers dancing, making out, drinking or even throwing up around me. I'm already sick of this party.

"Hello, young lady." deep raspy voice speaks in my ear and I quickly turn around.

Tall boy around my age with blonde high quiff is standing millimeters away from me. His bright blue eyes are piercing through mines as he hands me a cup with drink.

"What's this?" I raise an eyebrow, hoping he heard me over the loud music.

"Whiskey." with the answer he lets out a chuckle "By the way, my name is Luke."