Partying and getting wasted. ch. 3

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Caspar's party is tonight and we got permission to stay out until ten. I don't think that is long enough. If I were picking are curfew I would say until we get so drunk we past out but we can't have any fucking alcohol or cigarettes at the party which is one of the funniest things I have heard. Of course I'm going to bring alcohol to the party. What almost 21 year old doesn't drink alcohol?

Katie is planning most of the party and I have to help decorate. We are having the party at the back of the school its outside which reminds me of something I'm going to do that has been on my list for awhile now. Drinking 18 bottles of Budweiser beer before I throw up. My previous record was 13 and then I threw up.That was at my aunts party when I was 19 and my aunt told everyone I just got sick. She started what I called my "obsession" with alcohol not addiction "obsession ". Completely different.

"The green table cloths go over there and the blue ones go over there " Katie says aggressively to Oliver and another girl forced to help with this party

"It's going to look fine when it's done and there is still an hour and a half left to decorate so take a break!"I say as she struggles to tie the bows on the metal foldable chairs.

"No it's okay we're all done"she says sounding very relieved about it.

I'm at the party and music is playing and there is about 80 people there. I walk over to the table and two guys are carrying to coolers that say "sodas" written in black marker. They open it and it's filled with ice and dozens of beer bottles of just Budweiser. The perfect time to do it.

Caspar walks over and as he walk up I look at his arms they look bigger than when I first met him. He must be working out or something but I like it.

"You drinking tonight ?"Caspar asks eagerly.

"Yeah I'm trying to break my personal record".

"Can I join in".

Sure if you can keep up " I say in denial that he will even get passed 5.

He laughs hard at that and I smile back.

Me and Caspar are friends but I would never do anything with him or do anything that would make Katie upset.

We are just friends and that's the way it's going to stay.

About 30 minutes later I'm on my 7th one and feeling a bit dizzy but I keep going and finish my 7th beer. Caspar is almost done with his 8th and still going strong. He's pretty good,I though he would chicken out on his 5th but he's impressing me.

" Having fun at you party babe!"

Katie says loud enough to be heard over the music.

Caspar's now on his 12th beer now and doesn't answer Katie .

"Caspar!!!" She yells really loud and he turns to her.

"Whaaaat!"Casper yells looking very sick and ready to pass out .

Before Katie can say anything he's throwing up all over the place and then he gets of balance and Oliver carries him to his room and lays him in his bed.

"The birthday boy everybody!!!"I yell to get the crowds attention off the awkward situation.

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