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not even twenty minutes into the car ride, val and her boy already had their tongues down each other's throats while lola and hers laughed about something on her phone. i wanted to say something to ethan but i had no idea what to say. were we almost there?

"turn right on condale street. 0.2 miles from your destination," my gps informed. i turned down the music and began scanning the street signs. when i finally found it, i made a right and slowed down. there were hundreds of cars parked on the grass and in the rocky parking lot. "yo, is that kodak?" val's boy asked. val rolled down her window to get a better look. we've been here for 30 seconds and already seen kodak black. i could tell tonight was going to be very eventful.

we all laughed and pulled out our phones, hoping to get pictures of him. once the security guard motioned us to his left, we parked in between a blacked out cadillac and a white lamborghini.

as they climbed out of the car, me and lola stayed so i could change into tonight's outfit. we told them to wait for us and i shut the door and began stripping my clothes. once i was changed, i left the car and looked at ethan. he was posing by the lamborghini while he friend took his picture. i giggled and started walking over to him. he looked me up and down and i swear i seen him bite his lip.

"ditched the sweats?" ethan asked. i nodded and smiled at the ground. "you look amazing either way," he said quietly. he was cute and a sweetheart. i bit my lip and linked arms with him, giving him a promiscuous look.

when we reached the gates, we gave the security guards our tickets and held out our hands for our pink and white wristbands. as soon as we were in, a draft of weed filled my nostrils. people in every direction were passing blunts and flasks.

it was dark out so strobe lights and lasers lit the place up. "do you wanna grab a drink?" i said in ethan's ear. "i can't hear you!" i moved in closer, "do you wanna grab a drink?" i said, much louder this time. he nodded and took my hand. he led me to the mini bar, dodging crowds of people.

when we got there,  i hopped up on a metal barstool and began taking shots of rum and coke while asap rocky rapped in the background. i wasn't 21 so i used my fake i.d i always kept in my wallet. my 17 year-old baby face can be very deceiving. you drinking tonight?" he asked me, sipping his pure leaf tea. "yeah, why, aren't you?" i asked, looking at his non- alcoholic beverage. "someone's gotta drive home, right?" i hadn't even thought about that. "shit, i have to drive home!" i said, putting down the shot i was about to take. "don't worry about it. you have fun, i'll take care of you."

"ev!" i turned around to find the familiar voice calling my name. i spotted lola, hanging onto her boy with both hands walking over to us. "there you are. where did you kids run off to?" lola asked me and ethan, raising her eyebrows up and down. "we went to grab drinks.. where's val?" i shouted over the music. "her and carter went back to the car to 'grab something,'" lola said, making air quotes. i took lola's arm and led her a few feet away. "soo? what's his name?" she looked over at him then back at me. "his name is jaden. he's such a sweetheart, not to mention he's a total babe," she craned her neck to look at him and fluttered her fingers. he motioned her over to him. she gave me a look, as if asking for permission. i laughed and gave her an approving look, smacking her butt as she walked away.

the weeknd preformed in the background, singing 'can't feel my face.' i made my way to ethan, who was standing with his hands in his pockets a few feet away from me. he took them out when i reached him. i grabbed both of his hands and began swaying back and forth. i could feel the liquor taking over my body, making my brain and body feel relaxed. i turned my body in the opposite direction of ethan and pushed my body against his. still holding on to both of his hands, i grinded on him slowly to the beat of the song. halfway in, i could tell he was enjoying it. i pushed my ass against his belt buckle and i swear i heard a moan.

a girl with bleached dreads and more piercings than i could count danced over to us and passed a diamond-encrusted flask towards us. i let go of one of ethan's hands and took it from her outstretched hand. "you a drinker?" she asked me over the music. "tonight i am," i shouted and swallowed the booze. it burned my throat, leaving me with a bitter expression. i handed it back and she nodded, looking oddly satisfied.

after a few more songs, i needed to use the restroom. my bladder clearly couldn't contain all of the alcohol flowing through my body.

"im gonna go to the- i need- i need to use the restroom," i slurred. ethan nodded and took my hand. i immediately got the spins and needed to lean on him to keep from falling. "why did i let myself get this drunk?" i thought to my plastered self.

when we reached the bathroom, which felt like 2 seconds or less, he told me he'd be outside waiting for me. when i reached the inside of the small bathroom, i began to feel light headed. i walked over to the stall and started seeing double. i closed my eyes and took a deep breathe. a ping of nausea formed in my stomach as i hung my head over the insanitary toilet bowl.

"evie? evie, wake up. it's okay, i'm right here." i felt a hand hold my hair back and gently shake me. everything sounded muffled, as if i were underwater. i lifted my head and looked around. my vision was tripled.
everything was a blur but i managed to make out a face. it was ethan.

"i don't feel good i-" he began to pick me up. "it's okay, i know, im gonna take you home. everyone's in the car." a wave of relief rushed over me. "was- was i roofied?" ethan didn't answer.

he carried me through the large crowd until we reached the car. "oh my god evelyn we were so worried," lola said, sounding concerned, "is she oka-" ethan nodded his head and motioned for her to be quiet.

he laid back the passenger seat and gently set me down; he took off his oversized sweater and laid it over my shivering body and kissed my forehead. if i wasn't so braindead i would've pulled him in and kissed him.

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