Point of View (Completed)

Fumi: 23

I regained consciousness with someone doing CPR on me. He was breathing in my mouth trying to give me some air. I kissed him back, he quickly pulled up and panted heavily. The guy doing CPR was Angelo. Gray was right beside him looking at me worriedly.
I chuckled, "The fountain water tastes bad, know that?"
They both sighed in relief. Gray helped me to stand, I was still wet from head to toe. I let water flow out of my hair then placed my hands on my hips. 
"So where was I?" I asked myself.
Gray pointed out to the side and I saw Tyler talking to Harold who was holding an ice bag on his lips. "Your murderer is getting scolded."
I smiled evilly and went to them.
"Well, well, well. Looks like someone's getting grounded." I teased.
Harold snickered as Tyler looked at me then held my face.
"You're alive." He pulled me into a hug. "Thank Thor."
I smiled and he lets go, "Don't punish, Homo Harold~ I started the fight so just leave him clean~" 
Harold growled at me, "I don't need your pity, Myrtle."
I held his chin up, looking at his busted lip and he shook my hand off.
"It looks like you do." I said.
He stood, "Tyler, I'll be around." 
Tyler nodded in approval then Harold was out of sight. 
"Myrtle..." Gray warned.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"What happened?" Tyler asked.
"You drowned and it's surprising your neck's not swollen. You're even alright." Angelo said.
"Ha! You think, I'd lose that easily? I'm Myrtle Swan for crying out loud!" I yelled and some people looked at me. But I just smiled back.
Tyler came near my face as if he was about to kiss me but then pulled away. 
"You're drunk." He stated.
"Figures. She smells like Whiskey." Angelo said.
I knitted my eyebrows, "Harold broke my bottle of Whiskey.."
"So you guys fought because of that?" Gray asked.
"No, no. There's something else." I replied. 
At the corner of my eye, I could see Harold glaring at me. 

"But.. I forgot." I lied while smirking. 
They exchanged looks.
"Alright fine. Let's go get you cleaned up." Gray said.
I swatted his arms away and walked off to the bar. It was closed, I forced the plank woods open, since all the booths here are made of wood, then went in. I had lots of choices but I only wanted a whiskey. I opened the top and began chugging it down. 
"That hits the spot alright!" I yelled in satisfaction.
I went outside still chugging down whiskey. 
"Whoa, Myrtle!" Tyler yelled as he took the bottle away from me.
I hiccuped, "Hey, give it back!"
Tyler hid the bottle behind him, "No, you're already drunk. Stop it."
"Ugh, why can't any of you just leave me alone?!"
Tyler flinched and Gray showed up beside him.
"Myrtle? What happened?" Gray asked.
I blinked away the tears, "Just.. please.. for once... leave me be.."
I went inside the booth and took 5 bottles of Martini then took off to our highest tower. But I personally call it, my mountaintop. 

~~5 hours later~~

I took one last hurl inside the trash bin then laid back on the cold hard ground.
"Can't believe I'm almost sober." I said to myself. 
I chugged down my last bottle of Martini then threw then bottle behind me like the other bottles. I stood up feeling dizzy.
I walked in zigzag motion  through the running crowds until I bumped into a lady in blue gown.
I focused on her face and it's Queen Lea.
"Oh My Thor! Myrtle! Are you alright?" She said.
"Yeah, just drunk. What- Why are you guys busy?" I asked.
"Go fix yourself up, wear something white. No other colors mixed, just white. I have to go."
Then she took off as I went to my room. 

I slammed the door open and the boys in tuxedos who were also just sitting on my couch stared at me. Tyler scowled and went back to talking to Harold.
Gray quickly came to me and held my arms, "Are you okay?"
I nodded lazily, "Why are you all dressed up? Do you have cheeky dates tonight? Wink, wink, Hahahaha!" 

Gray sighed, "You're not yet sober."
"Ya think?" 
I walked to the bathroom and threw up. I, once again laid on the ground and wiped my mouth with a hot towel on the towel rack. 
I giggled, "Everything's so crazy. And I love Crazy."
"Go fix yourself up, Swan." Tyler said as he stood by the door. 
I stood up and smirked, I passed by him with a hair flip then headed for my closet.

I wore a white ball gown, it had a white tube top and white flowers clinging onto it until it stopped and scattered mid-way down. (just like the picture)

I took a flask that said "Gala" and poured it on my head. My hair instantly changed into light brown, long and wavy. Then it styled itself into flowers around my head and the rest of it was left onto one side.
I did light make up, then went outside.
They all looked at me from the couch. Eyes wide, except for Harold.
"Whoa." Gray said.
I coughed and hissed, "Are we going, or what?"
Gray grabbed something inside his pocket and came to me. It was a corsage, a blue dragon rose corsage.
He inserted my hand in the corsage, "You are my date tonight."

I smirked and went closer to his face, "You want me? Well, I'm all yours~" 
He chuckled, "Then let's hit it."
I coughed to the side.
"We should go to the Ball. Or we'll be late." Tyler said with an angered expression on his face, but something else was there too.
Pain? No, what am I talking about. Pfft.
He and Harold went to outside but Harold stopped midway and looked back at us.
"Do those stupid mooches later, idiots." 
I laughed and coughed, then Gray and I followed them to the courtyard.