Part 1

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The music was blaring through my soul, coursing through my veins, rattling my teeth. I kept dancing, letting the bright, colorful LED lights shower my face. I took a large gulp of my vodka and felt the warmth of bodies surrounding me.

"This is so much fun!" I shouted at Taylor, my best friend, over the music. She nodded and kept dancing. I downed another mouthful of the bitter liquid and winced, I felt the world get slightly fuzzier and my head throb, then I smiled, the familiar pain was pleasurable.

"I use... restroom..." I slurred into Taylor's ear, then stumbled to the bathroom. It was much more quiet in there. I pulled my phone out and texted Justin, my boyfriend. Be over on twn minites 😉 hope ur patebts ain't hime.

I wobbled out to Taylor. "Go to... Justin's place..." she grabbed me by the arm.

"No! You can't, you're too drunk!" I shook her off. She's such a party popper.

"I am not drunk!"

I walked outside while tripping over people and running into things on the way. I walked a few blocks toward Justin's house and checked my phone. He texted back something about me being a bïtch. I giggled, I was his bitch. Once I got to his house, I knocked on his door. He opened it and he was standing there shirtless. He's such a tease. I giggled and opened my mouth to speak but only a hiccup came out.

"Selena!" he shouted, "What are you doing here?" he looked angry. I rushed forward and tried to kiss him but he gently pushed me off. He sighed and picked me up princess style. A few moments later, I was laying in his bed. He shook his head and ran a hand through his dirty blonde hair.

"You don't... wanna... play around?" I asked disappointed. He just sighed and walked out and eventually, I fell asleep.

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