Rebel Girl

6} The Party Don't End Till I Black Out.

© Amber Kalkes 2014

Song: "Closing Time" By Semisonic

Chapter Six: The Party Don’t End Until I Black Out.

I am officially drunk.

Like six sheets to the wind messed up drunk. I am aware of this because Sutton has taken it upon herself to inform me many times. Inform…what a weird word. Lou and Calvin have found this whole thing highly amusing but they have yet to let us fall on our faces. They have really strong arms that catch us every time.

Coming to save the day one of the guys from The Avengers. I think Calvin would be Thor and Lou would be Iron man. I’ve always had a crush on Iron man. Or was that Spiderman? I don’t know or care at this point. Emptying my Sutton mixed drink I tip my head back too far and almost fall again but again Lou saves the day.

I think I might love him.

“Thank you.” I smile in a way that expresses gratitude but I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s coming off a little crazy stalker.

Lou chuckles and gives me a wink, “Anytime.”

“I think I’m drunk.”

“I think so too.”

“Am I going to get in trouble?” I slur while my eyes tear up.

Lou’s pretty green eyes, like shamrocks, widen as he shakes his head. “No, you won’t get in trouble. I’ll make sure you won’t.”

“Promise?” I sniffle.

“I promise.”

I grin widely and attack him in a hug. “Thank you so much, Lou! I love you so much!”

“Already?” He laughs while hugging me back. “We just met.”

“But you’re so nice to me. No one is nice to me except for you and Sutton. Well Carla too and Tommy but I think its just because he wants to get in my pants. I won’t let him though cause I am on to his game.”

Lou smirks a little as he looks down at me, “Well you’re a smarter girl than most then. I’m sure your parents are nice to you aren’t they?”

“No.” I tell him lowly while shaking my head, which makes me stumble a bit. “My daddy is mean to me too. He…he doesn’t like me.”

“Mean? Mean like how?”

I open my mouth to answer him but am immediately distracted by the sound of a song playing in the distance. It is a song I have loved since its existence. I immediately grab Sutton, who is half asleep on Calvin’s shoulder and start dragging her to the dance floor. This time it’s her who’s being dragged and she almost tumbles more than once. When I pull us to a stop we’re on the fringes of other people dancing.

“Whoa!” She laughs as we pull to a stop. “What’s happening?”

“We’re dancing, duh!”

She points to the sky with a raised brow, “To this?”

“I love this song!”

“Really?”

I nod and grab her hands as I sway us to the beat. I close my eyes and lose myself to the music. I’m mouthing the words as I dance. I completely forget about the fact that I’m party and doing something that the mere thought of four hours ago would have given me a panic attack. It’s all forgotten and in this moment I feel like I’m a feather among bricks.