Becoming Badass

How about I put tape on your nipples

I bite the edge of my nail while looking down at my phone, I haven't moved from my spot in the kitchen and I'm just trying to pass the time. I sigh softly as I scroll through endless amounts of pictures on, yeah, Instagram. Drunk girl, drunk guy, girl in bikini, guy with shirt off that's kinda hot, girls singing badly, person making a rose ice cream cone, guy- ice cream sounds so good right now. I scroll back to the video and watch over again, I really want ice cream now. I wonder if I can sneak off and-

"Heyyyy!" I feel an arm drop around my shoulders causing me to jump slightly and look to see a very very drunk Adam (The guy that got ice cream with me.) Oh my god wait ice cream rose, he's the dude that I got ice cream with, maybe it's a sign from the universe telling me to get ice cream. I think it is.

"Hi-" I say hesitantly, stepping away slightly.

"You look very very very very umm-" He stops for a second then takes another drink from his can of beer in his hand then continues. "Very very hooot." He drags the 'o' slightly letting a huge whiff of beer hit my face.

"Thank you?" I say scrunching my face up, turning it away and fanning my nose.

"Heyy, what do you say that- that you and I- hic- you and I-" Adam begins but then his head drops on my shoulder and I poke his cheek.

".... Are you dead?" I ask when I hear laughing and look up to see Blake in front of me. "I'm serious though-"

"He's not dead, watch this." Blake cups his mouth and screams, "SHOTS!" Causing Adam to instantly jump and scream.

"SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS!" He begins, while everyone joins in chanting and drinking more. Adam walks away still shouting 'shots' and I just stare at him with a blank look blinking every now and then.... Idiots.

"You act like this is your first party." Blake laughs standing next to me and I open my mouth slightly with a bit of confusion.

"Well... Well I mean I have- I mean kinda- I mean it counts-" I stutter out slightly.

"Alexandra, is this your first party? How shocking!" Blake says sarcastically and I pinch his side, causing him to grunt softly and scrunch his nose up.

"My friend had a party when I was hanging over her house, granted I didn't know, but it still counts..."

"No, it doesn't."

"Yes, it does-"

"No, it doesn't."

"Yes, it does!! And anyway aren't you suppose to be doing the dirty?" I ask trying to change the subject.

"The dirty? Really? You call sex the dirty?" He starts laughing and I purse my lips slightly.

"Well usually I'd call it fucking but I'm sure when you do it, it's something gross." I smile when he gives me a straight face.

"Anyway, why are you over here? Where are your friends?" He asks looking around.

"Well, I could get in to the whole explanation but I don't want to. I actually want to leave soooo- bye." I wave slightly and run towards the door and my entire thought process being: No one catch me, no one catch me, please holy fuck no one catch me, one step closer to ice cream.

"Alex!!" I hear someone scream as soon as my foot steps on grass and I stop, muttering a 'damn it.' I turn around to see Mac walking towards me with Molly and Layla behind him. "I need you to listen- listen to me because- because I've been trying to- to tell you-" Mac slurs slightly grabbing both of my shoulders and I look back at Molly and Layla raising an eyebrow, to see them with a stupid grin on their faces.