Life As We Know It

Chapter One (:

It was a week before my seventeenth birthday. My friends took me out, and I met this really amazing guy. This is how the story goes.

I woke up early in the morning. I looked to see what time it was on my phone. 12:30 p.m. In exactly one week, I will finally be seventeen. My friends decided to take me out to a club. Since we are under age, we all needed to go and get fake ids. I got dressed and pulled my brown hair up into a messy bun. I then took it out and decided to curl it. I made myself look presentable.I curled my hair, and started with my makeup. I put on peach eye shadow, light pink blush, and pink lipstick. I put on a  a cream cocktail dress with white heels and a brown clutch.  I was almost out the door, when my mom stopped me.

"Wow hun, you look good. Where are you going?" she said.

"Oh you know, just out with some friends." I said back reluctantly.

"Alright, have fun" she said.

With that, I went out the door and went to my car. I opened the door to my green 2011 Chevy Comaro! I drove to meet my friends at some ones house to pick up my fake I.D. All of a sudden my phone rang. I picked it up at it was my friend Riley. "Hello?"

"Hey,Jocelyn!"

"Hey,Ry."

"Are you almost here?"

"Yeah , I think so!"

"Alright, just making sure, he is kind of in a hurry"

"Okay, bye Ry."

Just then, I pulled into the driveway. I saw my best friend's car. She drove a grey porshe. I knocked on the door, and Riley opened the door. She grabbed my arm, and pulled me into the house quickly. She led me into a room, and it was lit with one of those flickering lights. I saw a man's face. He looked like a ligit drug dealer. He was pale and had dark circles under his eyes. He wore a grey hoodie, with his hood over his dark brown hair. He had dark brown eyes. This man was fiantly not attractive and I didn't want to know how Riley knew him. 

He handed us our fake ID's. My name was Marilne Cartley. I was 23 years of age. Riley's name was Amber Marshall. She was 25 years of age. We thanked him and I walked out of there quickly. Once we got outside I gave her a confused looked.

"Who the hell is that?"

"His name is Ryan Cenity. Thank you!"

"How do you know him?"

"He was a friend of my dads."

"Was your dad fond of drugs?!"

"No? Did it ever occur to you that he might me sick?"

"No, is he?"

"No, just wanted to see if you felt bad."

"Oh."

"Yeah, well lets's get going. Don't wanna be late!"

We hopped into our cars, and our engines roared to life. She led  me to the club. I was a bit anxious. I didn't know what to expect there.  Riley and I always get into trouble together. Always. I knew that Riley invited some of our other friends, but they were never as daring as us. I didn't really expect to see anyone else there. That wouldn't have been so bad. I mean I had always loved when me and Riley always hung out. I knew this would set me up for a great birthday. 

We pulled into the parking lot of the club. Riley got out of her car, as did I. She screamed at the top of her lungs "YOU READY TO GET DRUNK?" Only her. We walked into the club together. It was loud and it smelled like sweat and alcohol. No one we knew was there. I knew it. Riley took me over the  bar, and asked her for the two most highly alcoholic drinks there. She asked for our ID's. We both handed them to her, and she handed us our drinks. This was going to be a fun night!