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As soon as we enter the house the smell of alcohol and weed enters my nose as I scrunch my face up at the horrible smell
How can people stand such smell?
I look around to see sweaty teenagers grinding against each other they seem to not give a care in the world for those who needs to past by them, they continue basically dry jumping each other with no remorse, this definitely reached my expectations
Some lean against the white wall that are stained with who knows what, people making out with one another surround me and I wonder if they even know who they are doing the intense gesture with most of them are drunk to the core leaving them clueless
Others who aren't drunk enough to aim towards a cup that are set on a beer pong table yell out once they make the white little ball into the target, they might not be intoxicated at the moment but they will be soon meanwhile others are busy inhaling weed and are already gone-like utterly gone and just staring into plain space
"Come on let's go get a drink" Sarah pulls me from the activities taking place and leads the way towards the kitchen
"Here, this will help you ease up a bit" I look at the red cup in her hand, the substance string enough to smell from another's hold my eyebrow scrunch together at the string smell that is not at all pleasant I though since people become addicted to this thing it would at least smell the best
"N-No thank you I'll j-just have some w-water" I say the aroma not selling me on trying it
"Just one please, it will get rid of the nervousness" she says, clearly evident that I'm uncomfortable as I mess with my bracelet and rock from one foot to the other
I have a debate in my head, I don know how much I can handle, what if I'm gone by the first drink..no-no that's not possible..right? One way to find out, Curiously, I grab the cup from Sarah's hand and just take a little sip of it I let it sit in my mouth trying to savor it, trying to find the best tasting drink in my life In the flavors but soon I gag not liking the taste of the disgusting liquid.
"Eww h-how do p-people drink th-this?" I asks as I push the cup away from me, making Sarah laugh
"You weren't suppose to let it sit in your mouth dummy"she says lightly pushing my shoulder
"H-How was I suppose t-to know I've never dr-drank b-b-before" I defend myself
"Just drink it all in one shot and get it over with" she suggest probably the best thing to do when drinking this strong alcoholic beverage
"N-No-no more" I say and search around for a bottle of water that seems to not be opened, the revolting taste is still set upon my taste bud making my mouth taste really weird
"Just try to do it one more time and if you can't then I won't bug you no more" she says and finding the deal rather fair, I pick it back up
Placing the red cup against my lips, I tilt it up making the drink slide in my mouth and down my throat,dropping the cup on the counter I shake my head while squeezing my eyes shut at the burning sensation in my throat
"See it wasn't that hard now was it?" Sarah mocks handing me a bottle of water
"E-Easy for y-you to s-say" I reply taking a big gulp of water
I then notice the front door open and I gaze towards it, interested to see who else made a bad decision like me to come to this party but when I come to find it is Damien and a brunette chick with Jared and Austin following behind him I know they willingly came here
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