Not Gonna Fall In Love With You

Chapter Two

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It really sucks when your bestfriend is disappointed with you. I hate the fact that it takes years to build a trust but only seconds to break it. I hadn't exactly broken Brie's trust but I had definitely fallen down in her eyes. 

After revealing probably, the most hideous secret of mine, Brie decided not to talk to me for the rest of the car drive. She thought that it would make it better, but trust me, she was wrong. Sitting in an enclosed environment, in totally awkward silence, was killing me. LUCKILY, Nate's house wasn't so far away from mine and so I only needed to bear the silent treatment that I was recieving from my BFF, for a short time.

Soon, we were pulling into his drive way, as the awkward silence was soon broken by the resounding music coming from  his house. Only a welcoming party? Kiss my not so sorry ass. This was a proper high school party.

As soon as the car stopped, I looked over to Brie, who was trying to get out of the car as soon as possible, although I wouldn't blame her. After such an annoyingly long drive, anyone would be impatient to escape. With the help of my arms, I halted her attempt to get away from me.

"Listen Brie, I would really appreciate if you don't tell Nate.", I said impulsively.

"I won't..... I mean you said it's just a crush. That's totally fine."

"Thanks." I heaved a sigh of relief. I got off the car and took Brie's hand in mine, reassuring her about what I said. 

We both then put on, what I would call the most fake smile as we entered the party.My hypothesis was correct, as this was a full-on, hardcore party. The music was roaring, as Radioactive by the Imagine Dragons filled my ears. I really loved that song. There was a seperate part of the living room, converted into a dancefloor, with uncountable bodies pressed hard against each other.

Ew.

The stairs leading up to the bedrooms, were fairly empty except of the couple who seemed to have a full-on, hardcore, make-out session.

Again, Ew.

My eyes searched the place, for Nate, but the only thing that could grab my attention was a keg. Why? Because some of the dumb people, in our school, which by the way are like most of them, thought a game of keg-stand would be appropriate.

Boy, were they wrong. Once, Nate finds out about this, they are gonna get screwed. Trust me. I pushed my way through the crowds, only to see a blonde-haired guy sucking up beer upside-down. And guess who that guy was?

NATE.

Great...Just great! All this time I had been thinking how disappointed Nate would be if I were late, and now I got my answer.....he wasn't disappointed at all. In fact, he was having the time of his life without me. I mean as far as I knew, he didn't like to drink beer at all. Well, the vision in front of my eyes sure disagrees. 

"Nate..What are you doing?" I said stopping, the chants of the crowd that had gathered around. They all looked at each other, then looked at me, but in disgust. Clearly, for them I was the Party Pooper.

As soon as Nate heard my name, he got down the keg, well not exactly got down. He FELL DOWN the keg. Boy, was he drunk. Then he got up and instead of wiping the beer on his face and his shirt, he shouted, "Cameron! Cameron!"

The crowd waited for a minute, and then started to join him in chanting my name. What is happening? Why are they chanting my name? Well, clearly I had no time, to think anymore, as before I knew it, Nate picked me up in his arms.

I tried my best to stop him, but it all was in wane, as the next thing I knew, I was upside down with beer being shoved down my throat. I never was an alcoholic. I just didn't like it. The taste, the smell, the after-effects, all of it. And here I was, having beer in possibly the most amusing way.

I closed my eyes, wishing that this moment would soon get over. The cold drink, rushed down my throat, creating a burning effect which I didn't like, at all. The bitter taste never seemed to leave my mouth. How can people down bottles of these things? I can't even manage this much.

To my relief, I was soon put back upon my two feet. My newly bought tank top, was soaking wet with beer. The ice-cold beer might be having a cooling effect, but I was burning hot  with fury. I mean how could Nate do that to me. He knows very well that I hate drinking. I mean I know he was drunk, but still! 

Before I could really take some action against his deeds, I was stopped as Nate ran away with some friends of his. I tried to get him back but he didn't listen at all. Is he ignoring me or he can't listen to me because of the music? I don't know. 

Besides, now I have got more important things to think about. Like, what effect will this have on me? Will I need Brie to drive me home? I hope not. Anyways, a little bit of beer won't do any harm, right? 

Well, my body clearly disagreed with this.

I needed some support. It seemed the beer had finally started to have some impact on me, as suddenly everything started to appear a bit blurry. Everything in me was weakening: My eyesight, my mental stability, and most of all my body balance. As I was soon on the floor being picked up by Brie. Brie, my hero who never fails to come to my rescue, took me over to the kitchen.

"Are you fine, Cam?"

"Not really...." I replied as she handed me over, a glass of water. Never in my life, had water ever tasted so weird, but it was really worth the weird  taste as after a few glasses and a couple of pat on the backs, I was able to regain the clarity of my vision, well most of it.

"How are you holding up? " Brie asked in a very concerned manner.

"Much better than before. Thanks for all this."

"Hey, that's what bestfriends are for."

"No. Bestfriends are for being loved, telling every secret, not for fighting and definitely not for saving my drunken ass like that."

"If bestfriends aren't for that then who are?"

"Sisters and Superheroes, Silly! And you are both, Captain."

"Superheroes and Captain....Gosh, you really are damn drunk. How much of the beer actually went down your throat?"

"Considering, the state I'm in, alot!" I shouted in a very, weird voice. I sounded like a slutty cheerleader. I don't like this. Being drunk, not for me.

"Well, I wouldn't disagree." Brie replied back with a chuckle.

"Anyways, where is Nate? I have some serious issues I need to sort out with him. Help me find him."

"I'm not gonna help you find him, dumbass. Look at your condition right now. You barely know what you're speaking. What if you say something that you will regret? Or do something, considering your condition." Brie lectured, sounding somewhat like she was my mother. But she was right, and what she was saying was making sense.

"Okay, fine! You know what I think it's best we leave before I get any more worse." I said, as I sensed a bit of a weird sensation in my stomach. I chose to ignore it and continued walking along with Brie, until the next thing I knew, I had become a human-volcanoe and was erupting beer from my mouth. I really regretted ignoring this sensation as I saw a pair of black converse, and realized that  I had puked on someone, and when I looked up with guilt-filled eyes to see who was my victim....I was shocked.

Actually shocked was a huge understatement. I was HORRIFIED! I had just puked horrendously on the guy I ran into today. I had just puked on my crush. Yeah! what a nice way to make an impression...not that I was trying too, but still!

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Q.How do you think the new guy will react to Cameron puking on him?

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