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Marty Mantle's house was crowded with people from Riverdale High who were all invited to the party he and Hal had organized together. She wasn't sure she wanted to be there tonight but FP was the one who had convinced her. He was coming too, even though he wasn't invited but he still was in the need for chaos. He knew that if there was one person who loved chaos just as much as he did it was Alice Smith. So after some teasing and Fred and Hermione backing him up she gave in and now she stood in the living room of Mantle's house.

Even though they were all minors there seemed to be a lot of booze because half of the people there were already drunk. It was almost impossible to get over to the drinks, but the four of them managed to get through the crowd. Hal spotted them and walked over to his girlfriend.

''Hey honey. Glad you came.'' He kissed her cheek and Alice gave him a slight smile. He saw that she brought FP with her too. He was already pouring himself and his friends a drink so he wasn't really paying attention to either one of them.

''I told you he wasn't invited, Alice.'' He whispered closely to her ear so FP wouldn't hear it. Alice just shrugged and looked him directly in his eyes. ''Half the school is invited, Hal. Why are you making such a big deal out of this?'' She was annoyed by the way Hal treated her friends, even if it was FP.

''Because he is your ex-boyfriend, Alice. I don't trust him.'' He still said so quiet only Alice could hear him. She took back her arm and shook her head. ''Well, I do. There's nothing going on between me and FP anymore.'' She walked away with her cup filled with beer and didn't gave him the chance to answer.

Alice had already had a high standard when it came to drinking since she used to go to the Whyrm a lot of time before she cut of that part of her life. Most people seemed already drunk after two or three drinks but she knew she needed a lot more than that.

Fred and Hermione were busy with each other since they were together. It wasn't official but the last week they had been all over each other so Alice kind of figured out that there finally happened something between them. In the corner of her eye she saw FP standing by the window and talking to Marie again which made her feel nauseous. She had to shove that feeling aside since it wasn't her business anymore with who FP was talking or dating.

The yelling, screaming and dancing people overwhelmed her and since she was still sober it also kind of annoyed to see everyone this happy when she wasn't feeling like that at all. She walked over to a the front porch and sat down for a minute. The fresh air did her good and she actually felt peaceful for a moment until someone took a seat next to her. It was some guy she had seen before but she didn't know his name. He was wearing his Bull Dog jacket so it was obvious that he was in the football team.

''What are you doing here alone?'' He asked, searching for her eyes. Alice was everything but in the mood for talking, let alone some guy who wanted to flirt with her. ''I was having a peaceful moment, actually.'' She didn't react on him looking into her eyes, but she just kept staring at the street.

''Doesn't want a beautiful girl like you like to dance?'' He smirked and placed his arm around her, which made her uncomfortable. She tried to scoot away in a subtle way but he just moved along with her so she sighed.

''No, I don't.'' She answered shortly. She almost drank her whole cup in one time in the hope she would get drunk somehow. His hands travelled towards her knee and slowly got up higher and higher.

''Maybe something else then?'' He got really close to her ear and started prepping kissed in her neck without asking. Her hands grabbed his hands and slammed them away from her thigh while pushing him away.

''Leave me alone.'' Alice scoffed and wanted to walk inside again to not be around him anymore but he had other plans for her. His hands grabbed her wrist tightly and pushed her towards him.

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