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III

"WooHoo!" I yelled in the top of my lungs as I danced on the coffee table. I wouldn't admit it, but I think I'm drunk. Like...way to drunk to even think.

I slurred my words into incoherent sentences the whole night. I had long-lost Olivia after she went off with some guy, and Ally was on the couch next to me sucking faces with Cole. Adam was no where to be seen and Blake was standing in the corner.

With no other option I sauntered over to Blake in a hazy state and plopped myself next to him in the corner. "What do you want?" Blake asked annoyed by my presence.

I scoffed. "Are you not happy to see me Blakey?"

"Don't ever call me that ever again." He ground out, clearly wanting to get out of this conversation.

I laughed, who knew that pissing off Blake would be my new favorite hobby. "Why do you hate everything, and everyone?" I asked bluntly.

He gave me a side glance and lifted his eyebrow before looking straight out at the party again. "I don't hate everyone. Just certain people."

I clapped him on the shoulder and gave a nod. "Sure, I can believe that." I said, my words dripping with sarcasm.

I walked away before the conversation could get any worse and went on a hunt for Olivia. I wandered up stairs and once I looked in all the rooms; accidentally walking in on someone in a somewhat intimate moment, I gave up and walked into the kitchen.

Blake was sipping his drink when I left the kitchen with a new found confidence I walked over to him and sat in the chair next to him. "I'm bored." I stated, hiccuping in between each word.

"Do I care?" He asked, looking into the distance before looking back at me. "Nope, not at all."

I laughed at his sad excuse for sarcasm. Without thinking, throwing all thinking out of the window, I ran a hand through his full, surprisingly soft hair. U could feel his body tense under my touch before he pulled away. "What the hell was that for?" He asked, enraged.

I shrugged and ignored his comment before plopping out of the chair and walking towards the front door. I needed to get this alcohol out of my system before I made another half-ass mistake like that.

God. I just met him four days ago and your already pissing him off, way to go Bella.

I was out the door and before I knew it I fell flat on my ass and everything went black.

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"Is she dead?"

"No, just insanely drunk."

I heard a slap and than a laugh. "Ow! What was that for?" Someone yelled.

I cracked open my eyes and looked up at the group leaning over me in worry. Olivia and Ally where still wearing their clothes from tonight and the rest where no where to be seen. "They had to leave, they couldn't get in trouble or else football would be over for them." Ally clarified.

Great. What a wonderful impression.

I looked around and realized that I was still at the party, everyone was either passed out or gone. I sat up on the couch and gave my new friends a warm smile. "So where'd they go anyway?"

Ally answered in a heartbeat. "The cops came and shut down the party, they went home."

"Oh ok." I took a deep breath. "Alright, who's sober?"

Olivia laughed. "I got you guys." She spun her keys around her finger and we all left for her car. Olivia went around the car to the drivers seat.

"She doesn't drink." Ally whispered to me once Olivia was out of earshot.

"Why?" I asked quietly.

"She didn't have a very good experience, you'll have to wait until she tells you."

I nodded in understanding and hopped into the passenger seat of the beat up truck. Olivia gave me a smile. "She's old, but she's a beaut." She said patting the console of the vehicle.

She dropped me off and waved goodbye as she drove off to drop Ally off. I walked up the staircase and into my apartment after what felt like an hour just staring at my front door. I dropped my purse down and slumped down on the couch, grabbing the remote I flipped through the channels in pure boredom.

You've been added to 'Best Friends' group chat by Ally Peterson

Olivia: what's up bitches!

Blake: why the hell did you add me to this god awful thing?

Ally: cuz we're friends..?

Adam: all my main bitches in one place! Score!

Me: do you guys want to come over and hang?

Cole: only if ally is going

Blake: dude, your whipped

Ally: I'll go :)

Olivia: samezes

Olivia: did I just text that?

Blake: you sure did

I laughed and set my phone down, I needed to get snacks before they came over, I looked around the house and realized with a sudden jolt that I was a very messy person.

The living room was covered in chip bags and the kitchen wasn't much better, my bedroom was probably even worse due to the fact that it was home to my cloths.

I quickly got up and rushed to clean up the rooms they'd see, shoving everything into closets and the cabinets. By the time I heard the doorbell ring I was sweating like a pig and my cloths had sweat stains in them, near the armpits and boobs.

God, I hate boob stains.