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The night of the party came a lot faster than I'd expected, and I couldn't wait. I was over at Maya's, trying to find something to wear. I'd brought my own clothes, and I was showing her our options to her. She tilted her head, finger tapping the edge of her mouth. She thought carefully.

"That one." She pointed to the dress Jimin got me for Christmas. I smiled, knowing she'd pick it. I focused on picking my own outfit as she slipped into the dress. I was glad Jimin remembered my size as she admired it in the mirror. She could fit into my clothes, luckily.

Her red, lace undies weren't visible underneath the short black dress that emphasized her slightly curvy shape. There was no material under the netting on her upper stomach, leaving both that and her chest exposed. Netting stretched over her arms and she had a nice bit of cleavage with this dress. I was really happy with Jimin's choice.

I sat in front of Maya's vanity desk, applying a subtle amount of makeup: a little bit of highlighter, mascara, and dark eyeshadow that made my brown eyes pop. I slid the rusty-red lipstick along my plump lips as I bobbed up and down to 'Likey' by Twice. I wore my rings and a few bangles, and Maya slipped into her small heels. Her skin and bicep-length hair went really well with her outfit, and I smiled as I curled my hair. Once I brushed through it, the ringlets turned to waves, and I sprayed hairspray to try and keep my hair like that.

My hair faded to a darkish silver as it got to the end of my hair, and it complimented my glowing body. As Maya finished doing her makeup, she turned to look at me and my jaw dropped to the ground. She wasn't a particularly vain person, but she knew that tonight she looked really good.

She expected me to say something as she did a quick twirl, but I just stood there speechless. She blushed.

"Well say something."

"Drop. Dead. Gorgeous." She blushed even harder as she turned around to finish fixing her hair.

I was wearing short denim shorts and a white tank top that showed my black bra strap beneath my arms.

She looked me up and down as she shrugged on her cropped leather jacket. I put mine on too, except mine was down to my waist. I stepped into my shoes and we left the house. I shuddered against the cold, but inside the car was warm. I bit my lip as I got nervous about the party. This was my first proper one, disincluding Halloween, and I couldn't wait.

Jungkook, Daesuk and the boys would meet us there, including Jimin, and I grew more and more excited.

Eventually we pulled up outside the warehouse. We only just managed to find a spot to park as the place was filled with cars of all different shapes and sizes. We stepped out, earning some whistles and stares from nearby people. Normally I would've been uncomfortable, but instead I walked inside confidently.

The music inside was so loud I thought my eardrums had burst for a moment. I looked around - the warehouse was huge. There were people dancing madly on the dance floor, a DJ, a row of tables filled with alcohol and on the other side of the room people were doing an assortment of drugs.

I grinned.

Maya took my hand and led me through the crowd, finding the drinks. Of course. She poured three different drinks into my cup and forced me to drink. It burned as it ran down my throat, and I didn't have time to even ask what she was feeding me before she was pouring more into our cups and drinking. I could taste vodka, jack daniels and something else. Tasted kinda gross, kinda good.

We refilled our cups and went to find the boys, and we saw them near the dance floor. Jungkook grabbed my waist and brought me in for a kiss. He tasted of alcohol. I broke the kiss and grinned as Jimin winked at me. I knew he was still dubious about Jungkook and I, but I'd gotten him to trust me.

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