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8:02 pm, March 12 2016
I am exhausted, drunk, and dizzy. After drinking a few bottles of vodka with some of my friends. We just shared stories like how our life was going, what are the problems that we're currently facing, and talking about the people that irritates us around the school.
My adviser was here too, he isn't like the other teachers who's much stricter than our parents. And scarier than our mom or dad when we did something wrong.
He's more of a friend, than a teacher. He joins with us with whatever the shit we do, he doesn't tell our school principal nor our parents about it.
I drink in the morning and in the afternoon, with two sets of friends.
The first batch was all cool. We were laughing about how the boyfriend of my friend wears my cycling short over his head, and how he playfully slaps the arms of her girl while laughing out loud.
I was laughing so hard that I fell on the chair, stupid of me right?
I was still holding a bottle of vodka and drinking carelessly. I even spat out the alcohol because of my laughter, I even accidentally pour some drink in my hair which makes it nasty and hard.
Till a friend of mine, Andy snatched the bottle of drink in my hand and drank the whole thing.
I tried to get it back from him, I was sort of hugging him from behind and reaching my hands up to get the bottle. But he's too tall so I basically failed.
"Dammit Andy! Give that shit back to me!" I screamed and gave him a deadly glare. What he was doing was not nice for me at all. Im irritated as hell and he better know it.
He wasn't talking and continued to drink the whole thing, till I pushed his arm intentionally making the alcohol drop on his face.
He finally gave the empty bottle to me and Im still pissed. So when I reached for the bottle, I threw the bottle away. Making it crash and all the shattered glass scatter everywhere.
"Hold it," Andy spoke to me.
"You shouldn't be giving a damn about things I want to do." I spit and went down to the living room to see my three girls packing their things up, getting ready to go home.
"Are you guys sure you wanna go home? Its too early." I frowned. I still wanted to drink more.
"I can't sorry, curfew problems" Lissa frowned as well, it looks like she wants more.
"James, Lissa, Pat, you go. I'll just be catching up on you guys." Andy looked at me. Im still pissed about the way he acted earlier.
"No, you go with them." I rolled my eyes.
"No its okay-"
"Yeah right, its okay. You go." I said not looking at him. The things happened flashed back and it made me more pissed.
He didn't speak and remained silent.
Lissa, Pat, and James said their goodbyes. Heading over the gate.
I high fived with every single one of them, till Andy raised his hand waiting for a high five.
I frowned at what he did and I just carelessly tap my hand at his arm. I still don't understand him.
The three people went out of my house and Andy was just standing in my gate, looking deep in my eyes.
"Excuse me," I said while trying to close the gate.
"No, you're mad." Of course I am, bastard.
"Just go," I said with a deep tone. His presence pisses me off.
"But you're mad," wow you guessed it again.
"Go home, bye." I said and turn my back on him.
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