A/N. Does anyone even read this.? I doubt it.
----------------------------------------When we got to Blairs house I sent a quick text to mum and settled in. Her house was massive and we were here alone. It had an amazing garden complete with fountains and ponds with little goldfish swimming around. It was amazing. Last time we were here I was too drunk to notice anything and in the morning I was too much in a rush to look around. We walked into the lounge room and I gasped. It was just huge. The couches were fluffy and so was the floor.
"Juice.?" Blair asked, heading to the kitchen.
"Yeah." I replied following her. I thought she meant orange juice until she pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels and two wine glasses.
"Classy." I laughed and she smiled. She handed me a glass and a cigarette and plonked on the couch. I sat cross legged next to her and switched on the stereo. ACDC blasted and we sang along to High Way To Hell. She lit both our cigarettes and sighed.
"We should do something." She said, turning to face me.
"Do you know what a masochist is.?" She asked.
"Uh. Isn't it when people like pain. Like if I punched you, you'd enjoy it.?" I replied slowly.
"Basically. Well I'm a masochist. And I think you could be too. If you wanted to." She replied. I was surprised. Could I be.?
"Punch me." She said blankly.
"Excuse me.?" I spluttered.
"Punch me." She said again. Without a word I did. She laughed. Her lip was split open with blood oozing from the wound.
"Good hit. Can I punch you.?" She asked smirking.
"Okay." I replied. YOLO right.? She smiled then punched me. And to my surprise it felt good. I laughed.
"Whoa. That was... um... AWESOME.!" I yelled the last word. She laughed and gave me another smoke. When it was about 9:30 we got changed and took the bus to some dudes house to party. When we got there I was already half drunk from the Jack Daniels we had drunk at Blairs house. There wasn't that many people there, only about 10. Blair said it was because only certain people get invited to this guys party's and that we were lucky to be here. We did some coca in and smoked some weed then it was time for the games. First we played truth or dare except every time we backed out we had to drink a shot. Everyone was drunk and high by the end of the night. Blair nudged me to follow her so I did. We went into a smaller room and sat on a couch. Two guys and a girl were sitting on chairs and all of them were smoking.
"How much for a cone.?" Blair asked." Twenty." The girl answered and Blair pulled out her purse. She handed a twenty to her and the girl handed her a small plastic bag. Blair smiled and got up. I followed her into the kitchen. She grabbed two cruisers and asked a guy for a ride home. We hopped in his car and he drive off. We got back to Blairs house and I crashed on the couch. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was asleep. I hoped I didn't have to much of a hangover in the morning.
