Maggie In The Middle

Things are Never What They Seem

~Maggie's P.O.V~

I stared out the window, sitting in Carrie's range rover. We were on the way to the club. Adam, Carrie and I.

I couldn't get the image of the stained lipstick on Casey's shirt out of my head. I tried to make up excuses as to what it could be but my heart knew the truth. Anything would do as an explanation right now, I just didn't want to face the reality of the situation. All I wanted to do right now was get wasted and forget.

Real classy Mags.

Shut up conscious.

"So who wants to be the designated driver tonight?" Carrie asked, breaking the silence.

I shot her a stern look and she immediately knew I didn't want to be it since I always was.

She raised her eyebrows and smirked back at Adam.

"Adam?" she cooed, trying to win him over.

He rolled his eyes, obviously not falling for Carrie's attempt to sweeten him.

"I have to work anyway so don't think you won me over. I was about to offer" he said.

Her lips broke into a large grin.

"Yay thank you Adam" she clapped her hands in victory.

I laughed at her childish ways.

Oh see Maggie? Look how easy it is to smile.

Shut up conscious.

Carrie glanced over at me, noticing me deep in thought. "Mags? You planning on drinking much tonight?" she asked.

I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Hell yeah" I yelled, confidently.

She smiled over at my sudden change of character. Usually I'd be the designated driver.

Eventually, we arrived at Poison and parked our car in a spot near the door so the drunk us wouldn't get lost.

We all looked really good and I was completely up to party. It had been too damn long. I pushed Casey out of my mind and headed towards the bouncer at the entrance.

~2 hours later~

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" I screamed out in the middle of the dance floor. I don't really know how long the woo lasted but it felt like forever.

I looked at what I was holding and I'm nearly sure it was a vodka cranberry.

My arms shot up in the air and I drunkly fist pumped to the pounding music in my ears.

I was having the time of my life.

I stumbled to the bar, grabbing the stool to catch my balance. The bartender was spinning. Come to think of it so was my head.

Okay maybe I just thought I was having the time of my life.

I had lost Carrie and Adam a while ago but I don't know how long ago it was since time was probably flying.

"Exuuuuse me Sir, Can I please have a Bacardi and Cooooke" I slurred out to the bartender.

He gave me confused look and started to make my drink while I tried to count the money in my palm.

"Maggieeeeee" a voice behind me screamed really loud causing me to drop my money.

I spun around almost falling over.

"Carrieeeeeeeee" I screamed back, throwing my hands in the air with delight when I realised who it was.

She stumbled forward and threw her arms around my neck.