"He's got a bad reputation" [Social Media x Real Life]
BASED IN SEASON 1 | NO ONE DIES
(Scott Reed is in it even though it is based in season 1)
Bryce isn't a rapist (He's still a pervert but not a rapist)
*Skip through day at school and straight to the party*
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Jess, Hannah, Sheri and I walked up Bryce's driveway and I eagerly knocked on the door. Bryce opened it and smirked. "Damnnn the girls are here." He shouted, letting us all in. Justin and Clay both made their way over to us, starting conversations with their girlfriends and leaving Sheri and I to find our way to the drinks. We made it to the drinks and I poured myself a double vodka and coke and Sheri decided to get the same. "Let's get wasteddd!" I giggled as we both took a huge gulp of our drinks. I looked over to our left, seeing the group of jocks, including Monty, Scott, Bryce and a few others, watching us.
Both Sheri and I finished our first, second and third drinks within about an hour and a half and as we began our fourth, we were dragged into a circle of people to play some random game. By this point in the evening, Sheri and I were both definitely drunk. "What game are we playing?" I said taking the spare seat on the sofa, beside Monty. "It's called suck and blow." Bryce explained, "Basically you pass the card by sucking and blowing it to each person with your mouth and well if you drop it, you lose." I nodded and then noticed who I was sat with. Jess was on my left, which was fine as she was one of my best friends but then I remembered that Monty was on my right, meaning he would be the one to pass the card to me. It wouldn't be an issue normally but I liked him and having just a thin card separating our lips was going to kill me. I hadn't really accepted how much I actually liked Monty yet but in my drunken state, I was finally able to realise that I was completely falling for him.
I looked towards Monty and noticed that the girl next to him was about to pass the card onto him. A wave of jealousy ran through me as I watched her place her lips onto the card and pass it to Monty. My jealousy was short-lived as it was suddenly turned into anxiety. Time seemed to go as if in slow motion as Monty turned to me with the card pressed against his lips. He looked into my eyes and I prepared to suck the card the moment it touched my lips. He inched his face closer to mine and just as his face was inches away from me, he blew the card away, letting it fall between us and connected our lips. I was shocked at first but after just a second I began to melt into the kiss and our lips moved in sync. I could taste the bitter mix of liquor as his tongue made its way into my mouth, him pushing me back on the sofa slightly. I moaned into the kiss and I could feel him smirk slightly. Cheers could be heard from people around as my hands made their way into his hair so I could pull him deeper into the make-out session. His hands ran up and down my sides and after a few more seconds we both pulled away, gasping for air.
Monty got off of me and before he could speak another word, a Sobre Scott lifted me up off of the sofa. "Come on, I should get you home before you do anything else or say something stupid." He ignored my whines and complaints, dragging me out of the house and into his car. He drove me home and carried me into my room. The moment my head hit my pillow I fell into a deep sleep. I knew I was going to regret getting this drunk when I woke up.
