''Oh dear god...'' I mumbled in pain the next morning. Waking up drunk is one of the worst feeling ever. It took me another twenty minutes to get up from bed and somehow drag myself to the bathroom for a shower. And I swear even though I know it didn't take that long getting dressed seem to last for hours. Ew. I am so never drinking again. I dragged myself downstairs for breakfast hoping mom and dad won't notice how hangover I am.
''Down for another drink?''
''Logan! Shhh...!''
''They're not at home'' he replied handing me a cup of coffee. ''And they won't be back 'till tonight so you have enough time to sober up'' he added referring to our parents.
''Thank god'' I replied.
''Yeah. So this also means I have enough time to give you a piece of my mind. What the hell happened to you yesterday?''
''I don't know Logan. I wasn't thinking. What exactly happened anyway? I remember you dragging me out... and well... that's about it...''
''I dragged you out so you wouldn't make a fool out of yourself'' he explained sounding concerned, ''I drove us home and carried you to bed. I can't believe you were so drunk that you don't even remember!''
''I'm sorry...'' I gave him the puppy eyes.
''That doens't work on me Izzy'' he smiled.
''At least I tried. So okay, you brought me home, I got that part, but why did we leave the party in the first place?''
''Because you were about to hook up with Joey.''
''WHAT?!'' I literally screamed in shock. No, he must be screwing with me. Like I would ever even come close to Joey.
''You started kissing on the couch, well, you almost kissed, I stopped you. I don't know what got into you! If I didn't happen to pass by god knows what you would end up doing! Messing with Joey Richter! He is my best friend but we both know what he's like. How could you have been so stupid Izzy?!''
I only half-listened as he talked. It was still too much to accept the fact that I, Isabelle Smith, the goody of the school had something to do with the baddest boy there is. And now I started to remember it all. The flirting, the touching, how we almost kissed... One thing though I'm not sure of, I don't remember pulling away when he approached me. And I can't explain why. 'Cause if I can remember it now, that means I wasn't that wasted, and if I wasn't that wasted I had to be aware of what I was doing, so why on earth would I want something to do with Joey?! Sure, he is hot, but... did I just think that Joey is hot?! Okay, enough thinking for today.
''Logan I should go call Abby now, she's probably worried.''
''Worried? She's probably out of her mind, she called like twenty times'' my brother found that funny but I didn't.
''Well what did you say to her?''
''Why should I say anything to her? I didn't even answer.''
''Unbeliviable...'' I mumbled turning around to leave.
''Izzy'' he made me turn around once more. ''Just stay away from Joey, okay? He's my friend and all, but he's not good for you. Promise?''
''Of course. Why would I want to be around him anyway?''
''Iz! Are you alright?! Are you hurt?! What happened?!''
''Calm down Abby, I'm fine'' I replied and couldn't help but smile. ''Everthing's okay, well, I have a pretty bad hangover but other than that it's great.''
