ROOMIES [discontinued]

♡ Chapter 13: Party, Party, Party ♡

Chapter 13|"HEY, I HEARD YOU WERE A WILD ONE." I hummed to myself as I began cramming for a test I had in a couple of days.

"Are you done yet?" Amelia questioned and I shook my head.

She sat down in her bed, on the other side of the room which was directly opposite mine, cross-legged and anxiously.

"Are you done now?" She repeated.

"Do I look done to you?" I asked.

"Not—Not really, you look stuck."

"Maybe that's because I am stuck." I grumbled throwing my pen down onto the textbook.

I ran a hand through my hair as I felt a headache urging itself onto my brain. "I need a break."

She immediately beamed at the four words and eleven letters that came out of my mouth.

"I know the perfect way for you to have one." My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

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"I TOOK A PILL IN IBIZA TO SHOW AVICII I WAS COOL." The whole apartment practically vibrated from the bass of Mike Posner's song.

"AND WHEN I FINALLY GOT SOBER FELT TEN YEARS OLDER BUT FUCK IT, IT WAS SOMETHING TO DO." I glanced around as the whole apartment was filled with teenagers and people around my age.

"WOO!!" Turning around, I immediately spotted Amelia dancing on one of the tables.

I don't know if wobbling and swinging your arms and hips everywhere was considered dancing. But it's what she was doing.

"Um . . ." I tilted my head to the side whilst continuing to watch her dance.

"Come on!" Before I could even say anything, she suddenly tilted half of her body towards me as she crouched down and gripped onto my arm.

The two of us squealed before nearly toppling over.

We managed to get me onto the table whilst wobbling. "Isn't this party fun?!" She exclaimed raising a hand to through her chest length blonde hair off of her shoulder before running a hand through it, making it look even more messy than it did.

"I suppose so." I shrugged.

She hopped off of the table leaving me stand there confused. "Come on!" She exclaimed gripping onto me as I got down.

She proceeded to pull me towards the kitchen where most of the drinks were. "Wait? What are we doing here?" I asked brushing a strand of hair behind my ear.

"We, Tee." She stared gesturing between the two of us as she began looking through cupboards. I watched confused. Until she suddenly found what she was looking for and pulled it out of the cupboard revealing it to me. The strong liquor practically shone underneath the kitchen's light. My eyes widened as I continued staring at her in her drunken state.

"Are going to be playing a game."

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Ooooo. Games & alcohol don't go well together, or do they?

Mwahahahahahahahaha.

Riddle #1: What tastes better than it smells?

Riddle #2: What two things can't you eat for breakfast?

Answers will be revealed in THE NEXT CHAPTER.

Disclaimer: I do not own Wild Ones — Flo Rida ft Sia or Mike Posner's I Took A Pill In Ibiza.