A night ago:
"Riley can we please go now?" my friend Olivia whispered as we shoved our way threw the crowded room. She's the one that got us invited to the party, and I wasn't about to pass up the opportunity of going.
"Liv, let loose, have a drink, meet guys, you'll be perfectly fine," I said. I took her hand and walked over to a table with Bud Light. I took two off the table and gave her one of them. She watched me pop the lid off and take a gulp.
"Loosen up," I said. Liv wasn't the kind of girl you could ask to go to a party, and she would immediately say yes. No. To get her to a party were there was drinking and make-out sessions, you would have to drag her ass there. Which I did.
Me on the other hand, I love to party. I always have. It's just me. My first party was when I was 14. People found me cool and all so I got invited to more. I would tell the stories but you know, there's just to much.
"I can't loosen up," she said. "If I loosen up I'll meet a guy, we'll end up in bed together and I don't want to loose my virginity yet!"
"So what's wrong with that?" I had asked. "If you don't remember I lost mine last year."
That's the story I really don't want to tell. Rookie mistake but I made up for it the next week at another party.
"Riley, I'm not like you. I can't just walk up to a guy and install he fa-" Liv started to say when some boy interrupted her by tapping on her shoulder.
I couldn't really get a good look at him. He was tall, blonde, looked pretty athletic. It may have been the alcohol in my brain talking, but he kinda looked like a Steve.
I really didn't catch what all they said, but she ended up hanging out with him.
A couple beers later I was as drunk as heck and had a major headache, so I went upstairs to the bathroom. I sat down in the floor and started singing. To be honest I'm pretty sure it was the Campfire-Song Song from Spongebob but, whatever.
Just then a guy walked into the bathroom and saw me sitting on the floor. "Umm, hey there," he had said. I smiled and lifted me beer up to my lips. I swallowed the alcohol and looked up at him. I have to tell you, he was pretty. "Well hello there," I said.
Well to get to the point we started talking, I got him drunk, and we pretty much ended up together in bed until Liv found me and pulled me back to her house.
So that's how it all started. I got drunk and got close to banging with a guy I had just met. That was who I was. I didn't want to be, but I just was. Well. Until Ansel Harris happened.
Who is Ansel you may ask? Well here's your answer: the guy who changed my life.
Forever.
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How to be a Heartbreaker
Teen FictionRiley Caste is your typical teen. She likes to party, she gets good grades, and she's good with the guys. Well. Maybe a little TO good. Usually you would here of a guy being the player, but in this case, it's Riley. She really doesn't see herself as...