2. The First Night

When we pulled upfront of Jamal's house, he rolled one doobie up and passed it over to me for a blow. It was to kick start the night. I breathed one in and let it sit inside my mouth until I felt the pang in my lungs.

My best friend and I take a glance at each other as the both of us finished our joint. The two of us gave each other a sort of nod and then we both went out. Ready for the night ahead of us.

Thirty Minutes in the Party

Okay. So far, I've had two cups of beer and I was sitting on the couch, shoving cookie after cookie inside my mouth. My eyes glanced over to Dylan, he was in a corner with Jamal, whispering over something to him, making him laugh in the process.

The two boys were the same height, they shared the good looks and all. Jamal, as Dylan had described, was a tasty eye candy. It made sense for Dylan to like him. And by the looks of it, Jamal was already all over him too.

I take a good glance over the crowd and it made me a little dizzy. The music was loud, the people were all over the place, some were shouting over the music just to communicate... It wasn't my scene, but I was better off here than moping at home.

A lot of the popular kids were here. Of course, Jamal was knew and I guess they wanted to see what he was all about. The good looks and the money surely helped his case a bit. I guess the popular kids were on the lookout to get him.

Take Yasmin Coles for example, by the way she's been rolling her eyes at Dylan and Jamal's for the past ten minutes, she clearly seems like someone who would have preferred to be known as the one dating the new hot transfer student.

With her, of course, is the queen bee of the high school hell hole: Tracy L. Montgomery. I know her whole name... I mean, she's been running for class president for all the three years that she's been in Wellington. But, Lauren Daniels has always beaten her of the spot.

There must be a feud between them, I think. I mean, they were the complete opposites. Tracy was 'the queen', the prom princess, the hot blonde chick who gets the quarterback, the lead cheerleader, etc. She has everybody dancing on the palm of her hand. Hell, even I would have a go at her, just to see what all the fuss is about.

Then there's Lauren. She was, in hind-sight, a little like an overachiever. She topped every class she's been on, she's class president, I hear she speaks three languages, she's part of the glee club-she plays four different instruments-the cheer squad, and the takes part of the quiz bee line up.

Tracy had the looks. Blonde, plump lips, a great booty and rack, she is well-spoken of despite the stereotype I've been drilling inside your head.

Lauren had a great body. She had that long brunette hair and stunning eyes that makes her seem approachable. The reign of intimidation lurked around her, mind you, it was her aura.

"Hey, Mia, what are you doing here sitting all by yourself?" Dylan had collapsed on the couch beside me, Jamal must be getting him a drink.

I gave him a shrug and pointed to the two girls I've been judging for the past couple of minutes. "I've been objectifying women."

"Ah," he says with a big laugh, "aren't we all?"

Jamal then reappears with a pitcher of beer. He pours it into three cups and instructs us to chug. Not wanting to feel left out, I go along with the two. Beers in total: 3.

"So, Wendy, are you enjoying yourself?" Jamal says with this cute boyish grin.

I gave a nod, feeling a rush of the alcohol. My face blushed a bit as I might have come off as a loser in the corner. "I am! I'm just feeling the ground, y'know."

Jamal and Dylan take a glance at each other and laughed, "Alright. You know Dylan and I will take care of you, alright? If you wanna dance, we can dance with you."

My hand waved in total denial, "N-no, that's alright."

Dylan pours another round on our cups and with a gesture tells us to chug. Beers in total: 4. "Come on, Mia baby, let's dance." He gave me a wiggle of the eyebrows again.

Jamal and I had to laugh as Dylan shoved us in the dance floor, well in this case, he shoved us in the living room with the wide space. I froze for a moment, feeling embarrassed for myself as the two danced their hearts out. But, as I started to feel the rush of the beer, I slowly started to dance with them.

We started laughing as Dylan tried to do the 'running man'. He nailed it so good that I tried doing it myself. I was having fun, to be honest. And, to top it all off, the vibe went from the roof to the sky when Hayley Kiyoko's Girls Like Girls remix played.

"Dylan!" I shouted chuckling. And he saw my hype and understood it. I loved this song! I loved Hayley Kiyoko! I started to dance all mad whilst smiling and laughing. After a few seconds in, I started to feel dizzy, like I was about to puke or something.

Despite the awesome vibe that was going on, and Hayley singing on the speakers, I had to breathe some fresh air. "Dy-Dylan, I'm gonna hold my hair up for a few seconds." I say all loopy, he gave me a nod and continued dancing with Jamal.

My sight was spinning, as was the room I was in. I quickly made my way to the backyard where only a few people were staying, mingling, kissing, doing some inappropriate crotch rubbing, etc.

I stumbled out of the sliding door and accidentally sat beside a brunette girl. My hand made its way to my head, then to my mouth, for a few seconds I felt that I was going to puke, before I could do so, I turned to the girl and apologized. "E-erm, sorry."

Her face was a little shaky but I managed to register who it was the second she spoke. "Are you alright?"

It was Lauren Daniels. I had to stop myself from my shock, but well, it was too late. "Oh, jesus christ, sorry Lauren Daniels. I'll just, uhh-" I say, gesturing that I would leave.

Before I could even do so, I started to wobble and eventually I sat back down. Wobbling all the way through. "Seems like you can't." She says with a chuckle. Her perfect white teeth flashed over me and I then remembered all the times she delivered speeches and conquered debates back at school.

"Sorry." I said again. Hayley had stopped singing a few moments ago and I felt a little shitty for feeling sick. I still felt sick, though, that's why I talked so minimally. That and the fact that Lauren Daniels was beside me.

"Let me guess, you binge drank a bunch of beers and then you danced your pants off, now you feel sick?" She pulled a flask out of her back pocket.

My attention was over to the flask she was now holding, not on her question. "Say, what do you call that?" I say, pointing to the steel flask.

"This?" She says, holding the flask up and taking a quick swig before answering me. "It's a hip flask. It's sized and curved this way so it can easily fit your back pocket or shirt pocket."

I gave a nod and paused. Still feeling sick. "Rum?"

"Whiskey. I don't really like drinking beer, it makes me bloated," she chuckled then continued her sentence, "well, it makes anyone bloated. Want a swig?"

Lauren runs a hand over her hair, messing it up a little. I take the hip flask from her and took a sip. I quickly felt the pang shoot down towards my throat. I made a face and Lauren laughed.

After a few seconds, I was again conscious of the situation. "Okay, so, you're Lauren Daniels, right?"

The brunette gave a laugh yet again, "Yes, I am Lauren Daniels."

I pursed my lips, "Yo-you're the back to back class president, the girl who knows three languages, and the girl who's potentially the valedictorian?"

She smiles at me all so breezy and I had to remind myself that this is Lauren Daniels. "Well, four languages, French, Italian, German, and English. But, yeah, pretty much what you said is true."

My lips formed an 'o' now. "Oh my god." I just had to say it. "And I'm sitting beside you? I'm sitting beside Lauren Daniels. And I'm fucking holding her hip flask!" I say, finally handing it back to her.

Lauren takes another swig as she chuckles. "I'm not a celebrity or anything. Anyway, what's your name? You know your hair kinda reminds me of Mia, the lead in Pulp Fic."

I had to chuckle and blush. I can't believe she just said that. "Wendy's the name. And yeah, my best friend calls me Mia because of my hair."

Lauren paused and messed her hair up again. After a few seconds of silence, she then takes a giant swig off her flask, then turns to me and says. "You wanna go up and occupy the bathroom?"

My eyes widened all of the sudden and she clearly saw it. Without a word, she hands me over her flask and I take a swig off it too. Then, she stands up, mess her hair up again, and offers her hand to me.