Just One Bite

Look Who's Here:

We arrived at this giant house that sat atop the tallest hill in this town. This house was full of teenagers that were already drunk, practically dry humping each other. Looking around at each window that was changing color with every beat of the music, and the kids running after each other with beers in their hands, I asked myself what the hell was I doing here. I thought I had made a big mistake, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Turning around I saw Blake standing there, smiling down at me. "Hey." He said, his smile deeping as i returned it.

"Hey." I replied, looking down feeling my cheeks burn a bright pink, then looking back up at him.

"Im glad you came." I heard him say, I could smell the beer on his breath from here. He was cute, but he was also drunk so I made a mental note to do my best to avoid him while I was here.

"Yeah, me too." I said, smiling up at him as I got out of the car.

"Hey Blake, I heard Brooke wanted to see you." I heard Jane say from behind me. Blake rose his eyebrows and smiled before walking away from us and into the house. "Well now that Mr. Dunkerton is gone," Jane laughed. "Why dont we go inside?" She asked. I just smiled, and we walked inside. Once inside, I looked around, now knowing I made a horrible mistake but it was to late to back out. "Come on," Jane said, pulling me away from Brad. Apparently I was digging my nails into his arm, frightened I would be rapped and left for dead. I mouthed him an apologetic sorry as Jane pulled me into the kitchen, but he just rolled his eyes and walked off to find some of his friends. "I think you may have made him bleed." She laughed, pouring herself a drink. She offered me one, but I shook my head.

"Disobeying my mom, and coming to this party is enough trouble, I dont want to add underaged drinking to the list." I said, shaking my head at her. She groaned,

"Come on Jess. You're already in trouble, whats the point in not having a little fun before you have to go back." She said, trying to hand me the beer. I looked at it then up at her. She had a point you know. Wait what am I saying, I dont drink, I dont even like the smell of alcohol. "Please, just taste it." She begged. I gave it some thought. If I took it, I would be in even more trouble, if I didn't, Jane wouldn't leave me the hell alone for the next century. Saying fuck it, I gave in a took the red plastic cup from her hands. I watched as she put hers up to her ruby red lips, and took a long swig from her cup. I tried copying her, but the taste of the beverage was to... sweet? Looking down, I realized it was fruit punch with beer mixed into it. No wonder it had that red coloring to it. "Good huh?" Jane laughed, pulling me into the living room where there was way more than half our student body, all smashed together trying to 'dance'.

"Jane, what the hell?" I asked, laughing as she nearly tripped over her four inch heels.

"Dont laugh at me." She said, glaring back at me. "They're new, and they hurt." I could barely hear her screaming over the pounding of the music. Jane immediatly led me out onto the dance floor, and started dancing like we were in a strip club. I couldn't do any of what she was doing, so I just kind of stood there and swayed from side to side. As I was standing there, laughing at Jane who nearly tripped about four or five more times, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. I turned around to see who it was, when I saw none-other than the same person from earlier, Blake.

"Come on Blake, just leave me alone please." I said, trying to wiggle my way out of his grip.

"But why." He said, this time you could smell the alcohol on his breath from at least three miles away. "You just look so hot." His face had an smirk stretched across it, and his eyes weren't looking at mine, but a little lower south.

"Get off me you freak." I said, pushing him as hard as I could. Of course he didn't even budge, it was like he was a hard brick wall. "You freaking asshole, leave me alone." I looked out onto the dance floor for the help of Jane, but she was to far inbetween the fast paced bodies to even see what was going on. I turned back to Blake who had started leaning down, and I felt his cool wet lips against the bare of my neck. I pushed, kicked, punched, and even slapped but nothing was working. Where was Jane and Brad when I needed them the most I thought.