Leah's POV
I stared at the tinted bottle in disgust. I hated the thought of beer, I hated the smell, and I definitely hated the look. It honestly looks like carbonated urin, but if Dustin wanted me to try it...I would argue until I got my way. There was no way in hell that I was drinking this.
I looked at the bottle, then at Dustin, then back at the bottle. "I'm not drinking this. Who knows I might have to drive you home," I stated putting the bottle down, but Dustin wasn't having it. He took the bottle and put it in my hands.
"Just a sip. Then you're done," he said, taking a gulp from his bottle making me shiver. I took in one breath and put the bottle to my lips and tilting my head back and taking a small sip. I quickly put the bottle back down and swallowed the bitter drink.
"I don't like that," I muttered wiping my lips off and taking a cup from the cupboard and filling it with tap water, gulping it down.
Dustin laughed and rubbed my back softly, "Well now that you tried it you don't have to try it again," he yelled over the loud music playing. I nodded and he grabbed my arm, pulling me towards the stairs. "I heard there's a game of spin the bottle going on so I figured we should play," he said as we both climbed the stairs.
I let out a long sigh and followed him up the wretched stairs. He led me into a room where people were sitting in a circle, with an empty wine bottle.
Well...here we go.
//A/N//
HEY I KNOW THIS CHAPTER IS SHORT, LIKE REALLY FUCKING SHORT BUT I GOT MY PHONE BACK SO ILL BE UPDATING MORE!
~Blue
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Let Her Fly
Teen FictionLeah Martin, North Beach High school's goodie-two-shoes, nice to everyone, smart, but extremely quiet and shy. Dustin Hoffman, North Beach High school's bad boy, rude to everyone, super smart; fails to show such, breaks the law, parties, girl magnet...
