Record Breakers

Chapter 9: A

It's hazy.

And sweaty,

And crazy.

I'm in a hazy, sweaty, crazy pit of people jumping and dancing with drinks in their hands and person in the other.

I stagger from my sugar rush and bump into multiple people on my way to Tyler. I hold up myself by grabbing onto his shoulder.

"Ty," I slightly tug on his shirt to get his attention.

"Hey man, what's up with you?"

"I took the shots."

*burp*

"Cr*p why?! You remember what happened last time we did those!"

"It's Brooke she," I felt terribly dizzy, "she want some, and I drank some."

He turned his hold body towards me, and looked me in the eye while holding both of my shoulders.

"How many did you drink?" After I didn't reply from my daze he shook me roughly.

"How. Many. Did. You. Drink?"

"Uh... Maybe like 18? 20? I don't know or remember." He put his hand to his head and sighed. I'm surprised I could hear it over all the noise.

"C'mon, follow me." He grabs my arm, seeming to drag me in the direction of the kitchen. However he stops and turns around to a girl. She's the girl from Algebra.

Haha, he did get to dance with her.

"Babe where you going?"

"I'll be back." He gives her a quick kiss on the cheek and then proceeds on pulling me. I feel drunk as my feet to seem just glide on the floor and I look at Tyler, smiling like a fool. He rolls his eyes while he picks me up and sits me on the island like a small child.

"So you took how many again?"

Rubbing my face and leaning back I reply, "18?" He nods and gives me a lemon he finds in the fruit bowl next to me and shoves it in my mouth. I make a muffled/startled sound and slowly pull the fruit out.

Confused, I ask, "Why this?"

"It won't get rid of the shot completely but if you suck on it, you should gain control of you actions more." I immediately begin to suck on the lemon and after a minute or 2 I can feel the fog go away. I sigh in relief and lie down.

"Thing is, it's only temporary, so if you start to feel dizzy again just get some more okay?" I nod and pat his shoulder. Then I realized I had JUST saw him KISS the algebra girl on the cheek. After I inquired about that moment, he tells me that they got to talk for a little bit, but that's really it. No strings attached or labels at this point. But in my opinion, having a girl call you babe and you to kiss her cheek is some pretty good progress.

Girls.

I know a girl. Her name is-

sh*t.

"TYLER WHERE IS BROOKE!" He takes a jump back due to my sudden outburst. Then takes a moment to process what I had just said and remembers that I had drank the shots with her. He rummages through the fruit bowl but has no luck in finding another lemon. He leans on the granite top island and slams his fist on it.

"Where could she be?"

"I don't remember," We stand there trying to figure out where she is or what she might be doing. But our pondering is no longer need when we hear the loud roar emerge from the crowd. Our heads turn to the hoard of people screaming and jumping. Suddenly a small figure jumps on top of the 10 foot speaker. I can see Tyler's jaw drop. Ironically, the song "Shots" begins to play. People jump and fist bump in unision to the beat. The figure on top of the speaker climbs down onto the stage where the DJ resides. Looking closer, I can tell it's a girl.

With black hair pulled back in a pony tail.

And not just any black hair...

Spiky black hair.

Tyler has the same realization as I do at the same time and turns to me.

I nod and we sprint to the crowd, trying to get as close as possible to the stage. I can feel girls hips hit me and hands graze my back as we squeeze through. Finally past the mass of sweaty humans (which is super gross) I can see Brooke dancing and doing other random moves on the stage.

"BROOKE! BROOKE COME HERE!" She looks down at me and smiles then turns back to the crowd.

She screams, "Hey guys, my knight in shining armour has come to save me," and she poses to look like a damsel in distress. I roll my eyes and Tyler tries to grab her ankle. But she quickly slides the other way.

"Should I go with him?" She cuffs her ear waiting for a response. The crowd throws their hands up and roars in approval. She smiles widely and puts her arms out.

I didn't really know what she was doing until she closed her eyes, turned around, and began to fall. I put my hands out and she perfectly landed in my arms. She puts her arms around my neck and then waves goodbye to the crowd. We walk back to the kitchen and now there are about 20 people in there doing who knows what. She jumps off and stands in front of me and Ty.

"Heyyyy boooyyys." She smiles and and leans from one side to another. Tyler shakes his head and grabs hold of her left arm.

"Brooke we have to go now. This whole thing was a bad idea."

She makes a pouty face and yanks her arm out of his grip.

Crossing her arms and slurring her words she mumbles, "Cmon, les staaay. you cant tal to dat guurrl ova darrrrre. cmon pleeeeaaash." I can see the worry in Tyler's eyes and I know he doesn't like it. But for some reason, he doesn't agrue back. He simply looks at me and shrugs, like saying "oh well, we tried".

As he walks away I realize that Brooke is my responsablitly. Meaning I can't let her do anything stupid.

Kinda reminds me of a 7th grade house party.