The burning sensation down my throat almost made me puke up my eggs from earlier. The smell of sweat and alcohol swarmed my senses making me squint.
"Woo hoo!". Anna yelled bumping into my shoulder. "Stop! I'm gonna spill...spill my drink". She slurred.
"Anna, we should go home. We don't belong here". I tried telling her, but it was no use.
"Shut up ass hat. This is my time...my time to really show... who I am". She straightened her body, and walked away. Everyone was pressing up against each other, even people they didn't know. The entire two story White House was filled with blasting music, making the walls and ground shake around us.
"Get out of your mind!". Anna screamed on top of the kitchen table, swinging her hair around with the beat of the music.
"Oh Jesus". I mumbled. This was definitely not my type of crowd at all. Actually, no one was my type of crowd, I was always alone. I walked over to the big grey barrels full of alcohol, and refilled my drink. I looked around at all the couples making out, the people dancing on the floor, drunken teenagers just being drunken teenagers.
I didn't belong here, so I decided to adventure upstairs. The one thing I hated about this house was that everything was white, everything was just too boring. Eventually, I found a window leading out into the roof, and finally found my calling.
After tumbling around a little bit out the window, I finally managed to take a seat on the edge of the roof and dangled my legs off of it. The sky was black with little white speckles of light in the sky shining back at me. The moon was halfway full. Every time that happens, I feel like only half the world gets the moon that night. I know it's false, but don't we all love crazy theory's?
« Larson! ». I heard my name being yelled from the ground below. I looked towards the ground to see my only friend waving frantically for me.
« What the hell are you doing? ». I asked down to her.
« I'm just swimming! ». She slurred. Someone bumped into her and made her drink fall to the ground. « Fuck off dory! ». She yelled at them.
« This is why I don't socialize. ». I whispered. I got up and climbed back through the window, with my senses being filled with the toxic smells around me once again. I got to the stairs and from the bottom, Anna was slowing reaching the top.
« I'm climbing Everest bitch! ». She yelled to a girl walking past her. I rolled my eyes and helped her the rest of the way up.
« What are you doing Anna! People are starting to look at us. ». I said starting to become shy around everyone.
« Larson, you need to get out of your bubble. I know your father is a meany...but your like...uh... hot». She giggled. Knowing how alcohol works in the human body, I started to bring her into the bathroom.
« Anna, stop talking ». I whispered. I opened the bathroom door, and locked it behind us.
« I was right you know ». She slurred.
"About what?".
"When I said your...hot". She smiled. Her smile instantly faded, and she threw herself on the toilet and began the eruption of vomit. I walked over and pulled her hair back while she continued to release her liquids.
"I told you so". I mumbled. She whips her head up at me and frowns.
"I wanted to have fun! Let me have fun". She got cut off by more puke escaping her body.
"Just let it out". I said while rubbing my hand on her back.
"Can you get me some water?". She asked while spitting inside the toilet.
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The Wailing
AdventureLarson Mack is your ordinary teenager out cast. Never invited to homecoming, never done anything risky, and always kept to himself. Coming from an abusive house hold, his best friend Anna and himself, meet a new group of people who just moved into t...
