I was equally nervous about the Jack's party as I was excited. I think my reaction was appropriate considering that this was my first party. I'm not really a party girl, because parties just seem so inevitably awkward. You're just dancing around in the dark and drinking beer which tastes like carbonated piss. Its really irrelevant to me, just saying, but Carter enjoyed them, so I went with him.
Carter and I agreed that I'd be 'designated driver', since alcohol was so disgusting to me. It burns my throat, but I have quite a high tolerance level for it. Still, I wouldn't be drinking tonight, but Carter stated that he was gonna get really fucked up.
Walking into the giant white house that reminded me of a plantation home, my nose scrunched up after smelling the dominant scent of alcohol. There was also another loud smell other than sex and alcohol. Weed. I subconsciously shot an uneasy glance at Carter.
"You're okay, kitten, you don't have to smoke." He said. I looked at him with raised eyebrows.
"New nickname or do you already have alcohol poisoning from the smell?" I asked with a laugh, causing him to laugh too.
"Don't change the subject. I figured you worked hard to get rid of weed, so I figure you won't have to give in." Carter asked, but it was more of a question than a statement. I nodded quickly, looking up in his eyes since he stood about five inches above me.
"Ye-Yeah, of course." I said and dropped my eyes, but I accidentally stuttered, which probably made him suspicious.
"Promise me, India." He said.
"I won't smoke." I promised, irritation in my voice because of his lack of trust.
"Okay, I'm going to see Skate. Don't get into trouble."
I murmured something incoherent and sat on a vacant love seat and tried to look around, with no help since I don't have my glasses. Wearing them around people was embarrassing, but not wearing them was frustrating. I could never see far distance and I never knew if someone was looking at me or not.
But my eyes saw perfectly fine as I spotted the Jacks with Courtney, all three of them chugging beer and testing how much straight vodka they could drink. When Courtney saw me, she grinned.
"India, come here." She said, but her voice wasn't slurred, so I agreed and came to the conclusion that she wasn't too drunk. "Try some." She giggled while shoving a shot of vodka in my face.
"Nah, I'm the designated driver and I promised Carter I wouldn't get into trouble." I said coolly, but in my ears I sounded like a damned responsible adult.
"Carter wants you drunk so you can have sex." Courtney argued, sounding quite like a five year old.
"Court Court." Johnson said while nodded for her to come to him. She obliged and let Jack and Jack chug a beer down her throat.
I sighed. "You are way too young for this Courtney." I whispered while rolling my eyes. I traveled back to my love seat, but when I looked up, Courtney was gone.
For the rest of the night, I didn't think anything of it.
"India, your boy's drunk. Take him." Nate said as he came up to me. I was taken back that Skate actually knew my name. His friend, Sammy, and I made a song together but I didn't think he'd know my name.
"You know me from records?" I asked reluctantly as I grabbed Carter.
"All night, you've been the one he's been talking about. Kinda gonna be hard to forget your name after this."
I blushed. "Oh." To avoid any more awkward situations, I said thanks and took Carter and basically dragged him to the car.
"Do you like cheetos? I like cheetos. They taste like fake cheese." Carter murmured to no one in particular. Right when he was about to get in, he looked over at another person. "You're a pussy." He yelled at the guy right after he pushed him.
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