Crashing the party

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Karla steps into the house pulling me with her. In one fluid motion im swept off of my feet and thrown over someone's shoulder. Im yelling "put me down!" and the person does. When I'm settled on my feet I look up to see who it was and it was my other best friend, Tucker! I squeal and give him a huge hug. I haven't seen him in sooooooo long. Sophmore year and that summer he was in Australia as a fogien exchange student but I didn't know he was coming back. "Oh My GOD! Tucker when did you get back! OMG I missed you so much!" I say and a tear runs down my face.
     "I got here two day ago but I wanted to surprise you. I missed you too!" he's says, brushing away my tears.
    Tucker and I met in 3rd grade on the playground when I was getting bullied by some mean kids. He came over and shooed them away and ever since then the three of us have been basically connected at the hip.
    Karla comes over to us with three red solo cups and hands one to each of us. I look and the apple juice looking liquid and smelled it. Nope. Not apple juice. "Cheers to Tucker being back!" Karla yells.
    "Cheers to Tucker being back!" we all yell and take a swig of our drinks. I don't like the taste of beer, but whatever. I drink the rest and Karla pours me some more then some more and then about seven drinks in I started to feel lightheaded so I set my drink down and go upstairs to find a place to lay down. I find a room and plop myself on the bed. Someone walks in also looking very drunk, I think its Sean but I'm to wasted to know and care until he lays on the bed with me. He looks at me with his gorgeous emerald green eyes and says "hey shorty, what are you doing here?"
    "I'm supposed to be crashing your party but I'm hammered." I giggle. "Well you don't have to crash it! You can enjoy it!" he says laughing. We stare at each other for another minute, I start to drift off to sleep but I feel a warm soft sensation of pressure on my lips. I open my eyes to see Sean kissing me. I push him away but I don't know why, he looks at me, confused then I brush my lips against his. I feel him smile against my mouth but I know its not genuine, we are both wasted so I don't even know what's going on I just know I enjoy how it feels. Soon his tongue finds a way to dance into my mouth as I do the same. He pulls me over so I'm sitting on his lap and he deepens the kiss. This one feels nice, like he means it, I know he doesn't though. He lays me back down under the covers and we both sleep, his arm around my waist holding us closer together and we both fall into a deep sleep.

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