The Bucket List [#Wattys2018]

Chapter Eighteen: I'll Drink To That!

"If it excites you and scares you at the same time, it probably means you should do it."
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"You got us into a Hollywood exclusive Party!?" I stammer, I'm still in shock. Amy smirks as she pulls out two fake ID's.

"Yup."
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"Sorry girls, I can't let you in." The security guard tries to sound sympathetic.

He'd be a bad actor.

"Are you serious right now!!!?? Okay I'm calling my manager, surely she can tell you who I am right after you get fired!!!!" Amy whips out her cell phone.

"Wait!! I'm sorry, just....go on in." He stands to the side and lets us in.

Once we're in I grab Amy's arm and pull her to the side.

Amy giggles, "what!?"

"I can't believe you just did that."

We both stare at each other before erupting into laughter. I lean over and clutch my stomach from laughing too hard.

"I can't believe he actually...fell..for it." I say between shortened breath.

Amy starts laughing harder.

After our laughter dies down, Amy takes my hand. "Come on!" She pulls me to the dance floor.

Amy lets go of my hand and starts dancing.

But I just stand there.

"Amanda? Why aren't you dancing?"

Amy's voice is barely audible over the loud music. I shrug my shoulders and look around at everyone.

Dance and embarrass myself?

That's just not my cup of tea.

"Move to the beat of the music!" Amy yells over The song, 'Crazy=Genius' by Panic! At the disco.

I look around at everyone else, notice how they're dancing, how they don't care if someone else sees, how they're laughing and smiling.

I start swaying to the music and eventually I'm using hand gestures, and bobbing my head, and singing along.

Amy smiles at me as I belt out a lyric.
"You can set yourself on fire!! But you're never gonna burn, burn!!!"

"Can I get you a drink?" A warm breath whispers in my ear, and a hand slides to my waist. I nod.

A black haired man walks to the bar and orders me some kind of blue drink.

He comes back, smiling bravely.

I look down in the drink, the blue liquid looks weird.

Without even drinking it, I feel sick.

I still take it though. The man wraps his arm around me with his hand on the small of the back. His hand starts to wander and when it finds my butt, I pull away, furious.

"And what are you doing!?" I yell.

"Whatdo you thinkI'm doing?" His words are slurred together. He sends me a wink.

He reaches his hand out again.

Not this time.

I throw my drink in his face, blue liquid drips off of his chin and nose. I wink at him before turning away.

Dang, that felt good.

That shocked look on his face.

I laugh to myself.

Tonight I forget about Paul, and Phillip, the mystery guy, and my mom.

Tonight I dance it all away.
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I tell Amy about the guy and the drink. She raises her glass.

"To Amanda being daring and brave, and for throwing that drink in that guy's face.

And to stupid guys!"

"I'll drink to that!" I click my glass to hers and take a big gulp.