Jamie's POV
It's a Friday night and there's actually a party happening tonight. I'm not exactly sure who's it is but Im going with Emily.
I've decided that a black dress with with black pumps is perfection.
Tonight's going to be extremely extraordinary. Okay maybe not, it's just a high school party but whatever.
At around 7:00 Emily honks her horn outside letting me know she's ready and here to pick me up.
My mom isn't here so I don't really have to ask to go out, not like she would care anyways. As I'm walking outside I slip my pumps on and jump into the car
"Hello love" I greet Em with a gentle smile. "sir" she let's out like I'm a man in uniform, a cop to be exact. She giggle "excuse me since when am I a man."
"since now" oh boy I actually love Emily so much, we've been friends forever.
I figure we are close to the party considering I can hear music booming from all over.
Once we enter the party Em goes to get shots and I walk around trying to take in how large this place is. It's like a adventure all around. I'm such a clutz I hope I don't mess anything up- I accidentally bump into someone by the pool and almost fall in when I feel a pair of large hands catch my waist.
I twirl around so fast I'm surprised I didn't knock the wind out of myself and deeply apologize "oh my gosh I'm so sorry" guess who it is?
The guy I keep bumping into.
"my names Jackson, we haven't formally met yet" he smirks, Oh my God.
"Jamie I say" and apologize again "I really have a habit of bumping into you hey?"
As conversation blooms with Jackson and pretty girl comes over and basically throws herself at Jackson. She has dark hazelnut hair and blue eyes. "Jackkkkkky" she teases him. "my names not Jacky" he grunts.
She right away notices I'm here and says "hello there, my names Violet." when I'm about to introduce myself Jackson interrupts me "Violet this is Jamie, Jamie this is Violet."
Shmure. I can't talk myself, thanks. "hello" I openly greet.
Emily comes over and meets everyone. I'm handed a couple shots and a extra drink to drink slower. The shots go down and so does my other drink.
30 minutes later I feel drunk but different.
Not Drunk, I've been drunk before. Everything is more woozy and I can't talk in a proper manner. All my words are slurring and a couple shots and a drink couldn't of gotten me this drunk, I'm sure. Plus it feels different.
Everythings very faint when suddenly everything goes pitch black.
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Authors note
Hellooo friends
How was this chapter? I hope bit more entertaining anyways tootles - kuulwhiip
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Making Him Mine
Teen Fiction17 year old Jamie Larson is a average girl. She was never interested in boys. Although it takes a turn when a boy stands out and catches her eye.
