The Guy She Never Noticed a. cirelli

7

As the night went on the party started getting more and more rowdy, the guests that some of the players invited started inviting more people and soon the house was packed with bodies. The music was blaring and everyone was having a great time, right now I was in the middle of a game of rage cage. We were down to the last cup and it was between me and Anthony, I had had about ten drinks courtesy of stammer and vassy so I was kinda drunk. Anthony had the tall stack and I had one cup but he was getting really close with every bounce of the ball. I bumped his hip with mine to create an interference and he shot back by covering my eyes.

"Ah shit!" I yelled as I bounced the ball and missed again, I grabbed the ball and bounced it again, this time it going into the cup. I picked up the cup and stacked it on to his tower and raised my arms in victory and everyone cheered.

"Thats three bitch cups in a row Cirelli!" I shouted and he picked up the center cup that contained, malibu, tequila, vodka, and beer.

"Do I really have to?" He asked, and we all nodded. He got down on one knee and chugged the alcohol. Once he was done he crushed the cup and threw it to the side.

"Okay so since I took the bitch cup, we're going to do shots now." He declared and grabbed my hand and began to maneuver us into the crowd toward the kitchen.

Pushing through sweaty bodies I secretly looked around for Tyler because after his confession he pretty much disappeared into thin air. But I didn't see him anywhere at all so I just kept on with the path.

Getting to the kitchen I saw Stammer and Vassy still tending bar and they smiled when they saw us again.

"Okay boys, it's time to make this girl black out," Anthony yelled over the music.

"With pleasure," Stammer said and lined up six shot glasses and poured in some blue raspberry Svedka in each of the glasses and then split it up three and three.

I looked at my line of shots and then back up at Anthony and smirked.

"Bottoms up," I said as we clinked the glasses and then hit them on the counter and then threw them back.

We did the same thing with the other two and took them.

"WOO BABY!" I yelled as I downed the last shot.

"Line them up again," Vassy said, both of us handed him our glasses and he put them back in a line and Steven poured out the alcohol again and then handed them back to us and we took them.

Us taking shots went on until we had both had about twenty shots each, and now they were mixing the shots and we took about ten each of those.

"What say you to a jack drinking contest Cirelli?" I challenged and hopped off the stool and walked around the bar and opened a cabinet and pulled out two fifths of jack.

"I say loser does a naked lap around the neighborhood," He yelled over the music.

"Oh it's so on!" I exclaimed and handed him a bottle.

I got up on the counter and screamed for someone to kill the music. It took me a few times but I finally got a response when the room went silent.

"Okay, so we have a little competition about to go on between me and my dear friend Anthony." I said. "It's a jack drinking contest, and whoever loses does a naked lap around the neighborhood."

Everyone cheered in approval.

"You heard the crowd Cirelli, get your ass up here." I demanded.

He hopped up and stood next to me.

"You sure you want to do this?" He asked.

"Absolutely!" I smiled back deviously

"YEAH LALA SHOW HIM WHOS BOSS!" Someone yelled from the crowd.