1. Annual Party

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Jamie//

I felt the heat of the liquid burn it's way down my throat and I finished by slamming the shot glass down on the counter.

"Hell yeah Jay!" Someone cheered.

"I think...I need a break." I slurred.

I made it out back on the patio were some people were. Someone accidentally bumped into someone spilling there drink all over me.

"Awh man." I whined looking down at my favorite leather jacket.

"Oh shit. My bad, here..." He looked around aimlessly for something to clean it with.

"I'm just gonna go change." I blinked walking away before I stumbled almost falling to the ground before he caught my balance.

"Let me help." He said leading me back inside.

I tried my best to focus on the stairs and carefully walked up before I missed a step almost falling back.

"Careful there." He continued resting his hand on my back.

"It's this room." I said opening the door.

"Oh cmon not on my bed!" I gagged.

"Okay..." He pulled me back into the hall and shut my door. "Let's just go in the bathroom."

"You better not rape me, I have some serious ninja skills." I warned squinting at him as he shut the bathroom door.

"Okay Jamie." He chuckled.

"How do you know my name? I don't even know your name."

"It's a small town."

"Then what's your name?" I started at him as if I was a little kid.

"Travis." He said taking off his sweatshirt.

"Woah woah woah Trevor!" I stepped back.

He chuckled. "Relax. Take off your shirt."

"Like that's gonna happen."

"Unless you want to be walking around like that."

I looked around before I finally took off the jacket and tried taking off my shirt, struggling in the process.

"How come I've never seen you before?" I asked.

"Just moved here."

"How did you find out about this party?" I asked.

"I'm Wayne's cousin."

"What? No way! Wayne is like one of my best friends, did you know... We went to kindergarten together, and we even dated in third grade!"

He stepped forward and helped me pull my shirt over my head. And I was now standing in front of him in my bra. He then took his sweatshirt and slid it on me and zipped it up. I noticed his eyes didn't even land on my chest.

"Are you gay?" I asked suspiciously.

"What?"

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