Life of a high schooler

Painting the picture

Okay let's set the scene for a little prospective.
My parents are out of town for the week and well it's safe to say a party was well and truly going to happen.

We had booze, we had drugs and most of all a high sex drive. Music is so loud you can't hear yourself think, walking through the clouds of doped up kids and finally stumbling over the drunks left for dead dotted around the house.
This was no ordinary house party I've had, this was your stereotypical frat house and I.was.loving.it

I had my select few friends that I had invited and the rest,well I still don't know who they were but they sure knew how to bring a party.
I got late into the evening and everyone was on cloud9 especially me and this guy. Now before I introduce the mystery man let's just go ahead and state that not only was he my drug dealer but he was only my friends ex AND my best friends crush...SO I think we can all figure out where the fuck ups began.

Back to this guy, let's say his name is mike... now all night he's been eying me up but that's only because he wanted sex and he knew he couldn't with the most popular girl in our school so he chose the easiest choice. Me.

And boy was I easy a few hours had past with a few more smokes and a drink I had enough waiting and we decided to go to my room. Now I won't get into THAT but I will say terrible in bed but great with the tongue.

Once interrupted by (awkwardly) my ex (who is also mikes cousin) we decided to go back down stairs, little did I know everyone knew what we did. And here kicks in the anxiety. Eyes staring at me until I burned the guilt drove me to sleep I couldn't bare being in a room with hate.

I don't understand, everyone was doing everything that night but I was the one in the wrong I mean Jesus Evan the girl who cheated on her boyfriend still got a pass no one cared but all because it was me, disgusting old me and mike that everyone loved. I was clearly in the wrong.

Here lies the girl who just wanted to fit in

After the clear ups and the fed ups school had started as usual except I was hated. I was a slut, a whore and quite frankly worth nothing.

But that didn't stop me. If anything it drove me down the biggest rabbit hole yet to come.