"Do I look okay?" I asked again, turning in my high waisted pants and a little too revealing crop top.Tiffany looked me up and down and whistled, "girl you look hot."
"Really because I feel like I need to put on my sleep shirt some period panties and go to bed." I frantically pulled at my top wondering if a piece of clothing could be too tight and suffocate you.
Sid shook her head and slapped at my hands, "You haven't drank enough, five shots right now."
"but I just had a bottle of wine, I can't drink liquor after wine I'll be sick."
"B." Sid rolled her eyes.
"I'll puke on his chest or something, I can't."
Tiffany stood up holding out her unopened bottle, "I'll take shots if you chug this whole bottle before we leave here."
I looked between the two, clearly defeated, "You two are either awful human beings or the best friends I'll ever have."
"Decide later when you're super drunk." Tiffany patted my back as I turned to find my wine opener.
"I'm walking towards you, I think I see you." Drake spoke into the phone, I looked out into the dark again, staggering slightly, two bottles of wine down and now I know that I can't handle two bottles of wine.
Tiffany shivered beside me, "Is he behind that girl?"
"are you like," I burped, "Uh, walking?"
"What?" He asked confused, "Yeah towards you I just said that."
I reevaluated my part of the conversation, "Behind a girl?"
"You're behind a girl?" He asked, not understanding my slur of words.
I smiled putting my arm around Tiffany's shoulders, "No I'm beside a really hot blonde one though."
Tiffany snorted and took my phone out of my hand, "She's too drunk to be handling this on her own, Hi, I'm her honorary roommate Tiffany, I think we see someone but are you behind them?"
I stuck my ear to my phone and she took a step away from me, it only made me lean in harder.
I saw the person she was talking about now, platinum blonde hair down to their shoulders, "This bitch is blocking my man." I scoffed.
Tiffany gave a nervous laugh at something Drake said and I clearly wasn't picking up on why there was sudden panic in her eyes. Ignoring her again I looked out for my black shaggy haired, blued eyed god to come strutting over. "okay bye." She hung up the phone.
"I'm going to bang him so har-" I stopped, the blonde figure came closer. "Tiffany."
"Uh.." hesitation is never a good sign, "yeah babe?"
"Why is that blonde female walking towards us look like my date?"
I looked to see her awkwardly nodding her head, "That would be because that is your date.."
Before I could refuse, Drake came straight up to me and picked me up into a tight hug, "Hey beautiful, it's been awhile."
I couldn't stop staring, I looked over to Tiffany trying to use telepathy, It's like a train wreck, I can't stop staring.
I know babe, I know, Her eyes apologized for her.
Sid had tears in her eyes when I told her, Drake was using the restroom before I introduced him, "It isn't funny!"
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Vodka Over Love
Teen FictionWhen the ever so alternative B attends college away from her perfect boyfriend, high school homecoming king, football star, she doesn't mind the distance- they can make it through anything. However when once Mr. Perfect becomes Mr. College DropOut...