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Gate-Crashing
As some sort of punishment, you wanted to go and crash Marcus' graduation party, even though he had dumped me years before.
I really didn't want to go, but you somehow convinced me.
"Okay, this is how this is gonna work." You started. We were standing outside of Marcus' gated community. "I'm gonna hoist you over the fence, then you're gonna pull me over. Got it?" I nodded, placing my feet in your hands and grabbing on to the edge of the fence. I draped my leg over the side of it, before completely jumping over. I then grabbed your hands and pulled you halfway up, then helped you get the rest of the way down. "Ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be." I replied, shaking my head. "What's the plan?"
"Get in, eat food, get out." I laughed, nodding.
"Let's go." I started running towards Marcus' house, pulling you along with me.
"Shall I do the honors?" You said, your hand hovering over the door knob. I nodded, smiling. You opened the door in one swift motion, revealing a house crowded with obviously drunk men and women. I gulped as you pulled me into the crowd.
"Okay, step one, find food," I stated. "Check." We were standing in front of an extremely long table with every food you could imagine on it.
"Man, Marcus has got it made, huh?" I nodded in between shoveling food in my mouth.
"Hey pretty lady, wanna dance?" A male voice slurred behind me.
"No thank you." The guy wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back, yanking me onto the dance floor. "James!" I screamed. Your head turned towards me, alarmed.
"Hey! Put her down!" You demanded, sprinting towards us.
"Uh-uh. I saws the lady first." You came up closer now, causing the grip on my waist to tighten. I shrieked.
"I said," You whispered, right next to the guy's face. "Put. Her. Down." The guys took the opportunity to spit in your face, causing you to become even angrier. "That's it!" You screamed before socking the guy on the jaw. He immediately dropped me, causing me to hit the ground. I turned to see you still punching him. As soon as I could, I ripped you away and took of running towards the door, you in hand.
"Thank you." I said once we were out of the neighbor hood and in your car. You just nodded.
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