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•Corbyns POV•
Autumn stands up.
"WHOS READY TO PARTYYYYY."
"wOohOohOohOo" Everyone shouts.
"Come on," Jack nudges me. "Get up and have fun."
I'm not shooting for getting drunk or anything. I just wanted to come because Brody wanted me to.
Gabbie comes over to Jack with a couple of drinks in her hand. "Come on guys, have some fun!" She offers Emma and I the drinks. We refuse them, but she makes us take them.
"Are you gonna get up or just sit there the whole night?!" Autumn shouts from across the room.
Emma rolls her eyes and stands up.
"This better for ya!" She shouts back to Autumn.
Autumn turns away, rolling her eyes.
I stand up and walk with Emma. We walk into the kitchen and set our drinks down.
"I shouldn't of brought you here." I say, kind of feeling bad.
"It's fine," she says.
"CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG!" The chant was coming from in front of us, Seth and all the football team.
"WoOoOoOooOo!" Seth shouts after he's done drinking the bottle.
"cOrBeAn, dO yOu wAnT a dRinK?" Seth walks over to me, clearly drunk, handing me the bottle.
"Seth, it's empty." Seth looks down at his bottle.
"ooF. wELl yOu goTs a dRiNk rIgHt tHeRe. dRiNk iT."
"I'm not much on drinking." I say, looking at Emma.
"Come on Corbyn, live a little." Weston walks over to us. He picks up my drink and hands it to me. "At least drink this." I take the drink from him and drink it.
-an hour later-
haHaHaahHa i shouldn't of taken that first sip.
Emma and I are now dancing together, both drunk idiots. I'm having fun, but I'm still sober enough to know what I'm doing.
•Emma's POV•
I don't know if Corbyn is sober enough to talk to. I know I am, but I'm just having fun right now. When the song starts to change, Corbyn grabs my hand and leads me upstairs. I'm not sure where we're going but I trust him enough.
"I didn't want you to get lost so I brought you up here for just a second." He enters the bathroom, with the door shut behind him. A couple minutes later, he comes out and takes my hand again. He turns opposite of where the stairs go, but I just keep my mouth shut and follow him. He leads me into a dark room, and shuts the door behind us.

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