Fuck it! I love him

Blame It on the Alcohol

Chapter Song- Blame It on the Alcohol by Jamie Foxx. Its in the name so...yeah

CHAPTER 7:

Mya's POV

Once I opened the door to my house I heard a familiar barking sound come from the basement. Oh God.

"Lou be quiet," I shouted. Arielle just squealed.

"Oh, I haven't seen my baby in awhile, is he huge?"

"You can go see for yourself while I go change." Arielle went downstairs and then I heard even more barking followed by more squealing.

I put on a low cut, mid-thigh blue lace dress with dark blue eyeshadow to match. Black eyeliner, black heels, diamond earrings, and a heart shaped necklace. I flat-ironed my hair and added a little wave to my bangs.

I heard the doorbell ring and the word "bitches" in there, somewhere, so I carefully went down the steps and saw Arielle hugging Cheyenne and Rachelle.

Wait.... I'm confused. How did they know we were here? Arielle saw my confusion and explained.

"I texted them and told them to come over to your house. They were already going to the party anyways."

Rachelle was almost wearing the sane thing Arielle was wearing except she had on a crop top with WHAT! written across her shirt, a necklace that says BOSS on it, Jordan's instead of converse, her blonde hair was out in waves, but with no hat, she had red lipstick and black eyeliner on. She also had her cartilage riddled with rings. Cheyenne was the more demure type, going with a simple halter purple top, skinny jeans, black heels with a clutch and gold bracelets. She had on black eyeliner and dark purple lipstick.

"You guys look sexy," Arielle said.

"Sorry to break up the reunion, but we are way past fashionably late."

"I'm riding with Rachelle," Arielle said.

"No, we need to talk about that thing," I said hoping she would get what I'm talking about.

"What thing," she asked. I gave her the look and she said, "Oooh. That thing. We can talk about that later." And with that she went out the door.

"Where's your parents," Cheyenne asked as we walked to the car.

"Oh, they went out so they probably won't be back till late. Anyways I told them that I was spending the night at Arielle's house cause I plan to get wasted."

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Arielle's POV

As we stepped out of the our cars it seemed like the party was already crazy. People outside drunk dancing, falling one each other, and I see a few guys by a corner smoking. As we stepped in, the whole atmosphere changed from mildly wild to crazy. Music was blasting ask around, the smell of sweat and beer lingered in the air. People were practically having sex on the floor, eh, but what do you expect from a bunch of drunk people.

Rachelle and Mya were the first to go to the kitchen and get there drinks. They were downing them as soon as they got'em. Me and Cheyenne got cranberry juice. I don't trust alcohol from other people and Cheyenne doesn't drink that much.

Mya and Rachelle went out onto the dance floor, two very cute guys came up to them and started grinding on them immediately.

"I wish I that I hadn't come here," Cheyenne said.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because all of you and everybody is all dressed up and I look like I'm going to some fancy restaurant," I hate when she gets insecure so I usually resort to violence.