Precious

I Like Tuh

As I finished wrapping my thigh-high wrap up heels, I shivered with nerves of excitement. It was finally, Saturday, September 12th. The day I had been waiting for, for quite some time.

I had gone through several obstacles to make Jeremy's party amazing. In a week I managed to collect a group of hot, but malleable girls who I wasn't embarrassed to surround myself with and who would listen to me and agree to wear super slutty clothing. I had asked Cata, but she was going out on a date apparently that was more important than this amazing party. I convinced Jeremy's girlfriend that having a bunch of girls dressed in lingerie and masks was not bad for their relationship. And I managed to avoid he-who-shall-not-be-named, who was also thankfully not invited to Jeremy's party.

"Nikki!" I yelled. She was in the bathroom along with another 10 girls. Five very slutty looking minors roamed and giggled in my room, half-drunk. It was hard to think with the music blasting so loud. I realized as I slightly tripped, that I too had had more shots than I should have.

I couldn't help it. The chaos of the week had stressed me the fuck out.

"Yeah!" I heard Nikki yell back. Slowly she appeared out of the group of slutty girls who I would probably make permanent members of my crew.

"Have you seen my Dolce & Gabbana red?" I said pointing at my lips. I had had a makeup artist professionally do my face earlier but the several shots had made the lipstick fade a bit.

"No," she shook her head really slow, or so it seemed. Either she was drunk or I was.

Or we were both drunk.

I couldn't tell.

I looked away from her and I saw Jude leading a girl out of my room. It looked like Jeremy's girlfriend, which worked for me. I had asked Jude to seduce her earlier this week so Nikki could have a chance at him tonight.

I liked to keep my girls entertained. Of course, I wouldn't allow her to date Jeremy now. She's too useful. But she had helped me, so fun she would have.

I closed my eyes for a moment and I opened them again after hearing a champagne bottle pop open.

I was in a car.

I had popped the champagne bottle.

Girls were shrieking as I downed the bottle. Immediately it started spewing out of my mouth and I laughed. I was having a blast, and I felt great.

Before I could reason someone opened the car door. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes as widely as I could.

"Nikki." I yelled after everybody exited the car.

"Yah!" She whisper-yelled. Drunk out of her mind.

"Slap me."

"What?" She couldn't understand me.

"Slaaaap me." I slurred.

"Noooo."

"Yes."

I grabbed her hand and play hit it against my face.

"I need to fucking wake up if we're going to walk down a stage." I panicked. "There's no water and I drank too much."

"Oooh." She nodded. One minute later she slapped me.

Like a cold shower I woke up a bit and threw my shoulders back.

"Thank you." I smiled.

I'd never let anyone touch me, but I was so drunk and numb I might as well have been on novocaine.

"Estella!" I turned behind me as I was leaving her behind, she was too slow.

"What?" I was angry.

"Your mask." She pointed at the one on her face. I realized I forgot it and I started to laugh hysterically. She met my laughter.

"Help me tie it, please." She went behind me and tightened the small mask on my face that looked perfect.

I was so drunk I was being nice.

"Done!" Nikki yelled.

I loved the mask, though I resented the fact that people wouldn't be able to tell who I was.

The bouncers at tent entrance saw me and let me in without question. I assumed my costume let them know we'd been invited.

When we walked a remix of a song I didn't recognize at the moment was playing. I immediately screamed, "wooooh!" and Nikki laughed with me.

I made my way to the back of the stage, ready to walk.

A girl offered us shots in syringes and I took two more, just in case I wasn't already about to black out.

I don't remember if they announced us, but I do remember strutting down the stage in the sexiest way I possibly could. If I was wrong, at least I had a mask on and couldn't remember.

When I got off the stage, a guy grabbed me.

"Hi." He held me so close I couldn't see who he was.

"Hi," the voice was deep, but I didn't recognize it because the music was too loud.

My toes finally touched the floor, but he held me as close as if he were carrying me. I didn't push away from him, because I was drunk and I could tell he was tall and I wanted to kiss him.

I smelled alcohol all over the boy, which made me turn away from him for a second. Who was this boy? I turned back to try and look at the the face behind the black mask, but I couldn't make anything out except black hair. That didn't tell me anything except that it wasn't Davie.

He didn't make a move to kiss me, and I quickly thought that kissing him immediately would make me easy, so I tried to pull away a bit, to no avail. The boy held me snugly against him and wouldn't let me go.

I squinted my eyes to try and see who was holding on to me tightly. "Alexander?" I laughed.

He shook his head and leaned forward to start kissing my neck. I closed my eyes drunk and feeling the ecstasy of his kisses.

The boy led me to a dark corner where I didn't see him, and I drunkenly followed him.

After a few minutes, the boy was dipping his head lower to try to kiss my chest. I had to lift his head because I didn't want him unclothing me in public, and I was drunk enough that it could happen.

"Do I know you?" I laughed in the stranger's ear.

He nodded as he took a sip.

"Want some?" He grinned. I almost recognized the grin. 

I drank the rest of whatever was in the glass.

"Care to refresh my memory?" I asked.

"Let's see if this kiss will jog your memory."

For some reason I blacked out a few moments after the spark of the kiss.