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Returning to college after a year long absence, due to her family's poor background, Jenae, a hard-working over-achiever, got on the wrong side of Jae, a senior in col...
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Jenae
"Damn! How much more are you going to drink?!" Tyliah laughed while handing me the beer I requested.
I sat on a barstool and shrugged.
We were over at our local bar.
I chugged down another bottle. It was only my fourth so I should be fine.
"Aren't you a little too young to be drinking?" Tyliah started with a smirk and I glared at her, "I'm 21 years old."
"You don't even look like the type to drink-" Ty continued and I grumbled underneath my breath, "-I'm mad."
I laid against the counter.
"And frustrated..." I mumble.
Ty ruffled up my hair, "You'll be fine."
I looked up at her annoyed.
"You can go home now."
"Do you really want me to?" She chuckled and I gave her a straight expression. "I'm telling you to."
"Not until you tell me what's up with you and Jae?" Ty questioned.
I threw a beer bottle at her.
"Why do you care!"
"Damn! You trying to kill me?!" Ty laughed loudly catching the bottle.
"I told you to leave..." I mumble.
She raised her hands. "Fine. Chill," She said before laughing. "Bye puppy dog."
She ruffled up my hair again then left.
I ignored her and drunk until I was numb.
Five more bottles later...
I understand how Young M.A felt now.
A finger snapped in front of my face but I barely acknowledged it.
"You okay?" A voice said and I mumbled, "Yeah. I'm leaving-" I began to get up.
"-Aye. Holdup. Wait a minute." An arm grabbed my wrist and I instinctively pulled away from them. "I have to go."
"Just finish this then you can go-" A drink was handed to me and I mumbled, "Nah... I wanna go home-" "-Then I can. I'll take you home," The voice said and that felt like a good idea at the moment.
