Lets fast-forward a whole year, its now mid September again and alot has changed. Me and Alice are still friends of course, she's my best friend but cracks are beginning to form in our friendship. Ever since the day we spent with Steven and Blake she constantly brings it up and teases me about it, everything is always about Alice and I wasn't the only one noticing it.
"beep beep, beep beep" i pick up my phone and answer it "Hey Holly, its me Alice" "Hey, yeah?" "So ask your mum if you can come stay tonight because Alex and Jack want to meet up with us later tonight" "so we're sneaking out?" "yeah, it'll be fun, i'll pick you up at 7" I hang up and sigh to myself, this is either going to go really well, or really bad. And i'm going to say bad because we aren't the best at sneaking out, and getting away with it.
I was right, it turned out bad. really bad. like really REALLY bad. We actually managed to sneak out of Alice's house unscathed, we even made it to the back of the parking lot where we met Jack, Alex and some other friends of theirs. We actually even managed to get drunk and not get caught for a good 3 or more hours, and it was a really good night, and i had decided I actually quite liked Jack, he had perfect blonde hair, a nice tanned body and an amazing sense of humour but that was last thing on my mind when two people started violently vomiting, and with me sobering up i was beginning to panic because one of them was Alice. There was no way i was getting her home tonight, especially not her bedroom window. One of the boys started talking about calling an ambulance so i freaked out and rang Alices parents and it just went downhill from there. As you can probably imagine i havent built up the courage to speak to any of the boys, and most certainly not Jack, i was sure he hated my guts but i just couldnt stop thinking about him.
