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Me and Isaac walk over to Danny's together. Allison and Scott decided to go together and I didn't want to walk alone. Scott never told me if Stiles was going to be there or not, so I'm not going to think about him tonight. I'm going to have fun with my friends, and hope I don't see Jordan tonight.

When we arrive, Allison and Scott are taking shots together. I instantly walk over, ready to take some shots myself.

"Hey guys!" I scream and give both Allison and Scott a big hug. Allison squeals and hands me a shot glass.

"Ready?" Scott says as we all fill up our shot glasses. I nod, them Isaac, Allison and Scott nod back. "1.. 2... 3!" We all lean our heads back and feel the vodka slip down our throats. I wince a little, and fill up my glass for another one.

After we take about 5 shots, I decide to do a lap. Doing a lap is when you walk around the party, see who's there and who's not there, say hi to your acquaintances. I say hi to Alex and Brett, some of my friends from middle school. I'm not as close with them anymore, but I still enjoy seeing them.

"Lydia!" Brett says and gives me a huge hug. I hug him back, and start stumbling a little bit. "Woah there. In true form, you are already very drunk."

"Yessss I am!" I scream, slurring my words in the slightest.

"Jordan is here, by the way," Alex says, warning me. I let out an exasperated sigh. "What? Is that not going on anymore?"

"Nope it is not! I ended it a few days ago," I say, filling up a cup with lukewarm beer. Brett and Alex have a huge surprised face on. "What? He's going to college in Hawaii and I finally realized he's kind of a douche."

"Took you long enough," Brett says laughing, and high fiving me. I laugh back and walk away. Those two are too funny.

From across the room, I see Stiles enter.

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scott invited me to a party tonight. actually, he is forcing me to go to a party tonight. he said the whole lacrosse team will be here and that him and allison and lydia and isaac want me there. i really couldn't say no, he said i had to come.

i put on my nicest shirt, a blue plaid button down, and leave my house through my window. i didn't want any interaction with my father before the party.

i walk over to the party and when i enter, scott and isaac welcome me.

"hey man! you came, i'm so happy!" scott says, bringing me into a hug. i just smile at him.

"hey stiles! glad you're here! do you want some weed? a shot? a beer?" danny asks, coming up to me. i shake my head no and he walks away, going to some girls that look younger than us.

"are you sure you don't want anything, stiles?" isaac asks me, pouring himself a mixed drink... i think that's what he was pouring at least.

"n-no i'm okay for now," i say, trying to become more social and talking more. "ask me later, though. m-my answer might c-change."

"oh! i like the sound of that!" scott exclaimed happily. "by the way, lydia wants to talk to you."

"okay i'll go find her," i say. i feel like i owe her an apology for yelling at her the other day. i wasn't in a good mood, but scott said she wanted me here. maybe they genuinely do like me and want to be friends.

i start walking around danny's house in an attempt to find lydia. i pass boys playing beer pong, girls gossiping in the corner, a few couples hooking up on the side. i see lydia walking down the stairs. she looks amazing. i begin to approach her.

"h-h-hey lydia. scott said you wanted to talk," i say to her when i get up to her.

"HEYYYY STILESSSSSS," she slurs, stumbling into my arms. she is drunk. very noticeably drunk.

"hey. i just want to say i'm sorry for yelling at you," i say, with no stuttering. she smiles and kisses my cheek.

"no worriesssssss, stilessssss," she says, dragging her s's out very drunkenly. i just give her a small smile. for once, my face isn't bruised today. no cup lip, no black eye. she can see my whole untainted face, and i'm not sure how i feel about it. i don't consider myself good looking at all.

"you wanted to talk to me? that's what scott said," i say to her as she's leaning on me because she is unable to stand.

"yeah! i just wanna show you around some cool people, maybe play some beer pong with you," she slurs. she takes her arm off my shoulder and grabs my hand in hers and starts dragging me around.