College...Not Always Education

Le Party

We walk in, arm in arm. Rainbow colored light flashed all around in the black lit room. It looked like a negative shot of a ton of balloons. White showed up EVERYWHERE, and rainbow lights flashed all over it. Smiles and drinks, all around. Dirty dancing on the walls, the tables, and more stuff too.

"Wow...lots of people." I say, looking around in awe. Blake lets go of my hands and snakes it smoothly around my waist. He starts to smirk, a sneaky grin.

"Want a drink?" he has to yell over the music. They were playing Something in Your Mouth by Nickelback. Which seemed appropriate. I mean, songs about partying at a party made sense, right?

"Uh, sure?" I say.

"Pick your poison." He walks me over to the coolers, his hand on the small of my back. I didn't know what half of this stuff was! Beers and vodka, yeah, but I don't even know on any of the others!

"I'll take whatever you'll get." I smile, turning to him and gently running a finger down his chest, gazing at him from under my eyelashes. He smirks and grabs 2 beers.

"Mild. I'm not sure you can hold your liquor yet." He winks at me. "We'll find out soon enough." He steadily slideshow his hand lower.

I bat at his hand and giggle, taking a swig of the beer. "Save it for the dance floor." I wink at him. I chug down the rest, slowly losing more and more of my worries to the alcohol. I soon am grinning giddily, shaking my hips to the music.

Blake seems to be enjoying himself, too. Or at least what he's seeing. A drunken freshman girl with a tight crop top, a denim vest, and butt hugging shorts with the pockets hanging out the bottom, shaking what her mama gave her. He giggles a little, and chugs down the rest. He throws his bottle, and strides toward me.

Wrapping his arms around my waist, he asks in my ear, with a sexy, drunken slur to his voice,"Care to dance?" I hoot and soon enough, we're grinding on eachother in the middle of the floor, covered in other student's beer, vodka, and other spirits, cheering us on. I don't even care if I look ridiculous at this point. I'm having more fun than ever!

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