Jimmy's POV
The party was insane. Everyone was drunk and everyone was nowhere near leaving.
I stood with Leana, Matt, Val, and a few of our other friends we ran into here. I couldn't help but wonder how Amanda was doing. I know Lacey told me that she didn't want anything to drink and it concerned her, but I knew why. Because she didn't want to be naked in bed with Brian again. Well...more like SHE'S the naked one. But who could blame her? Who would want to be naked in bed with Brian?
Okay well...actually every girl except her...
"I'm gonna go find the others, who's coming with?"
"I'm coming." Leana grinned. She was so beautiful. I loved the way her big brown eyes sparkled and how chubby her cheeks looked when she grinned at me like she just did.
I grabbed her hand and walked through the crowds, scanning for our other friends.
"-so that's when I told him to fuck off!"
I chuckled at what I walked into. I could tell by the way she was talking that Amanda was definitely wasted.
"What's all the laughter coming from over here?" Leana asked.
"Oh, I'm just telling everyone about Brian and what he did to me!" Amanda laughed. I looked over and not only did I see Zack and John with Gena and Lace, but Amanda had a whole crowd of people around her.
I was impressed, I'll admit that. But something told me she should keep it at a low.
"Hey Mandy, let's go find Matt and Val." I said with a smile as she yanked her arm away from me.
"I'm too busy talking shit about shit," she said as she gasped and stood on the bar table, "Brian!" she called.
Oh no...
He, Val and Michelle looked over.
"Come here!" she grinned and motioned him to come over to her.
Without a questioning look washing upon his face, he walked over and stood right below her, looking up.
"What?" he asked with squinted eyes and furrowed eyebrows, practically blinded by the light shining in his face.
"I have a question." Amanda sat on the table and let one of her legs drape over the other.
Brian chuckled with a simple nod.
"How tall are you?" she pursed her lips together.
Brian raised an eyebrow and laughed, finding some humor in the girls drunken personality.
"Five-ten...why?"
She gasped.
"I didn't know they stacked shit that high!" she raised her eyebrows and laughed.
"Amanda, how tall are you?"
"Five-six, asshole." she took another shot that someone handed to her.
"I thought sluts like you were supposed to be short...just like the amount of time there is before your right leg misses your left."
My jaw dropped. And Leana's. I couldn't believe he just said that. And by the look of it, it seemed that the majority of the people around us didn't expect that either.
"Did you just call me a slut?" she hopped off the table and practically put her nose to his.
"You made yourself one the night you were naked in my bed...Mandy." he smirked.
A typical drunken Amanda is the kind of drunk where you don't know what the hell happens, what is said, or what will happen. You just kinda have as much fun as you can. But for as much as she was drinking tonight, there was no way she would let that go through one ear and out the other. And I was right. The look on her face said it all.
