Here are the rules :
1. Never forget it's all fake
2. Never drink the parties punch
3. Never forget a decoy water bottle for when the teacher smells it
4. Never forget rule #3 when filling bottles with vodka
5. Never let them get to you
6. Neve...
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I had only just entered the threshold of Francesca's mansion, and yet I had already begun to regret my decision.
There were hundreds of people blocking every walkway as they swapped spit. Making a disgusted face, I pushed through the crowd. Terri had already sped through the place and begun drinking.
Looking around I saw a vase the name "Frankie" painted on it sloppily in pink. It was decorated with hearts and misshapen. I smiled smugly as I tapped it with a single finger, watching it tilt and fall over. It hit the ground with a satisfying crack. I continued walking through the house observing all the drunk teens having the time of their lives.
"If it isn't the ice queen herself! You showed up just for me aww." Someone cooed.
I rolled my eyes as I turned around to none other than Jake, completed with his signature smirk. "You should really get that eye roll trademarked." "And you should really get tested." I spat out. He simply laughed and held a pink solo cup towards me. I swear Francesca had a fetish for that color, which only made me hate it.
"Have some punch, babydoll."
"I'll pass on being roofied tonight thanks." I sneered at him.
"Shocker, If you're not going to drink then why'd you even come? To break another one of my childhood art projects?" Francesca said behind me, dangling one of the shards from the vase I had broken moments before.
I grimaced at her, grabbing the cup of tainted punch from Jake's paws and downing it quickly. It stung in my throat but I managed to keep my face indifferent.
"Now, shots." She spoke once again, a smirk on her lips. I could tell she was challenging me. And I wasn't one to back down to a challenge.
"Shots." I repeated.
What have I gotten myself into.
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I stumbled away from the table, "I totally beat your ass at vodka pong. Who knew that when I get it in your cup, I'm the one that's supposed to drink." I slurred, my vision blurry.
