Part Seven

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(Jay-Ann's perspective, back flash to lastnight.)

Iya leads me through crowded halls to a room oozing colorful smoke and vivid scents. She sits in the circle and  takes swings from the bottles being passed around. Shes about to pass the bottle on to the next person when I grab the bottle and plopping myself down in the circle take a big swig.
Iya seems schoked but just moves on blowing smoke at some chicks face.
"Whose the new chick," some guy says from somewhere on the other side of Iya.
"Her name is Jay," Iya exclaims," Jay this is Palmer, Palmer, this is Jay."
This Palmer guy grabs a bottle of vodka from behind him and walks towards me. Iya and the girl are practically making out in between hits and he grabs me by my arm and pulls me from the circle. He walks me to a hallway where the there is a small table.
"So , Jay," he said opening the vodka and taking a sip." What do you like to do,"
My drunk ass fricken just stood there sunned.
He takes a drink and walks over to me I teach out for the bottle and take a huge gulp before he has his hand around my waist. He pushes me against the wall our lips are centimeters apart.

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