It Started As A Dare

Vodka and V8

Most of the senior class is here. Of course Khloe gravitates towards Oli the second we arrive.
They aren’t official yet, but they are clearly exclusive. I find myself in the kitchen with a few of
my other classmates. I spot the vodka and smile. Jace always knows how to stock for a party,
especially when it comes to my favorites. I open his fridge and I find what I’m looking for
instantly. My name is scrawled across the bottle in his sloppy handwriting. I extract the bottle of
V8 and grab a cup. I like my drinks at parties about one third alcohol, two thirds something else.
It allows me to have more before I become drunk.
The V8 goes back in the fridge and I head to the vodka. I almost bump into Lucas as he ducks
into the mini fridge and grabs a beer. Yes. A mini fridge in a kitchen along with the regular
fridge.
“Sorry!”
“My bad, Dev. Don’t worry.”
He pops the top on his beer and I open the vodka, pouring it into my glass carefully. Now
someone decides to bump me, making me spill some vodka onto the counter.
“Crap.”
I set down the bottle and look for whoever bumped me. The only person I can think of is the guy
stumbling around the kitchen with his fists up. It seems like he’s trying to start a fight but nobody
cares. That’s pretty much how it goes around here.
I grab a few paper towels from near the sink before returning to my drink and Lucas.
“Good to see you here.”
“Why is that? I’m always at parties.”
“You haven’t been at the last few.”
“Yeah. That’s because Grace was in attendance. You know I hate Grace.”
I take my cup and take a sip. It’s has a slightly bitter taste. More than normal. The vodka bottle
sports a label I’m unfamiliar with. Must be a bitter brand.
“Want to head out to the patio? The real party is out there.”
“Sure.”
I follow Lucas through the house towards the patio doors before we both slip outside.