3 The Party

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Trigger Warning: Partying, drinking, mentions of and inference of Sex.
         "Bye Mama! I'll see you tomorrow!" I called out as I shut the door behind me. It was finally Saturday, and I was bouncing with excitement. I flung my bag into Nikki's back seat and climed into her passenger seat. "You ready?" She asked. "Yup! I'm still staying at your house tonight right?" "Yeah. My parents aren't home so we can get back as late as we want. Oh, and, because I want you to enjoy yourself tonight, I'm designated driver." "That's okay, I can d-" "No." Nikki cut me off. "No buts. Have fun." I sighed in defeat and we drove off.
When we got Chris' house, it was packed. Cars lined the street and Music was blaring from inside the house. Yes, this was definitely a high school party. Nikki parked and we got out. Together we carefully weaved through the crowd, eventually making inside. Nikki made a beeline towards her other friends and left me to try and find Ethan. I ended up bumping into him by the drinks table. "There she is! So, enjoying yourself so far?" He asked. "Yes! I just got here, but it's pretty lit." Ethan nodded. "Want anything?" He asked, gesturing towards the drinks. I bit my lip. "Um, can we go dance a little first?" I responded. I've never tasted a drop of alcohol in my life, and, to be honest, I wasn't sure if I wanted to. Ethan looked at me skeptically but took my hand and led me over to some free space by the speakers.
          For a long while, we swayed and swung. I showed off some of my moves, and Ethan laughed and smiled. We attempted to slow dance, but that's kind of hard to do when your background music is the infamous All Star  by Smashmouth. Nevertheless, we had fun. It was approaching 10:30 when Ethan and I made our way back to the drink table.
        The devil on my shoulder had been nagging me about it all night. You're not a real teenager until you get drunk. It hissed. It's just a little alcohol. If you don't like it, you don't have to finish it. And worst of all Don't you trust Ethan? Of course I did. He loved me, he'd never make do anything stupid. I grabbed a cup and poured myself some beer. Taking a deep breath, I took a big sip. I gasped in surprise, it was good. Ethan smirked as I drained the cup. "Like it?" He asked. I guess he realized that this was my first time. He took my cup and poured some vodka. "Here, try this." We spent the next half hour or so experimenting. I discovered that I had a liking for beer and red wine, and I was bent over laughing while we did shots. Finally we stopped, and grabbed onto Ethan, realizing that my dizziness was from more than laughter. We sat down on the stairs and talked as I waited for the dizziness to pass. It didn't, and soon, I was rushing for the bathroom. After I had successfully cleared my system, I stumbled back over to the drinks and poured myself another cup of wine.
       "Whoa Lu, are you sure? You just got rid of it." "Yes, I'm sure. Besides, wines not that strong. I'll be fine, right?" Ethan started to say something, but stopped. I noticed a strange look in his eyes, but ignored it. Soon I was back to the dizziness and laughter.
     Ethan took my hand and began leading me towards the back of the house. "W-what're you d-doin'?" I slurred out. "I wanna do something." Ethan replied. We made it too a door, and Ethan opened it and led us inside. It was a bedroom. We walked over to the bed and sat down. Ethan began to take his shirt off. "What?" I questioned. He looked at me. "Do you want to do it?" He asked me. "Do what?" "Have sex." I thought. I mean, why not? This was supposed to be a fun night of first. I took my jacket off and began to pull my shirt off. "No, I want to do it. It's more fun that way. You can unzip me." Before long we had stripped, and suddenly we were kissing, and then it happened. I didn't know how long it lasted, but as the night turned to morning, I fell asleep with Ethan laying on top of me.




Hello. Disclaimer: This is NOT  accurate. I have no experience with what goes on in this chapter, and will not for a very long time. I have also chosen to not go into detail, because of previously mentioned accuracy issues and not wanting to trigger anybody. (I have included a trigger warning at the beginning of the chapter.) Anyways, have a good week, and please vote and comment!

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