"Uh no, why?" He asked.

"Just wondering." She said.

She smiled in a cheeky way.

I giggled.

"Don't laugh at me." She said.

"Sorry." I replied.

We arrived at Josh's house a few minutes later.

We got out the car and walked to the door.

Colin opened the door.

"Shouldn't we ring the doorbell-" I started.

Joy slapped my arm.

"This is a party dude. You open the door and it starts." She angrily whispered.

"Sorry." I replied.

We walked in and i was immediately overwhelmed.

The music was extremely loud, I saw so many people doing so much different stuff and it smelled of weed and alcohol.

I saw girls wearing stuff that's way too revealing dancing and drinking.

Yes, drinking. Like alcohol drinking.
And yes, weed as in the kind that's illegal and the kind people smoke.

"What the hell Joy there's alcohol?" I asked.

"Yeah dude its a teenage party ofcourse there's alcohol." She said.

My heart sank.

"You good?" Colin asked.

I swallowed my spit.

"Uhm im fine." I said.

"Just.. Illegal." I mumbled

"Come." Joy said.

She took my hand and dragged me to the kitchen.

"Here." She said.

She grabbed a cup and filled it with some weird punch from a huge bowl.

"Try it, its really good." She said.

"Uhm, is there alcohol in this?" I asked.

"Yeah obviously." She said.

"Joy im just gonna go." I said.

"Come onnn!!" She replied.

I shook my head.

"There has to be something on your mind." She said.

"There's alot on my mind." I replied.

"So drink to that! Let it all be gone for a night!" She said.

I looked at Miguel.

He was standing in the corner of the room. Completely still. Hands in his pockets just looking in the distance.

The fucker who ruined me once again.
But also the fucker im in love with.

"Fuck it." I said.

I took her punch and chugged it.

The punch tasted gross. Bitter. Not one thing about it was good but as soon as i drank it, i felt something slowly lift off me.

"That's my Soph!" She yelled.

Heavy metal lover by Lady Gaga came on.

I filled my cup back up.

"Ugh i love this song!" I yelled.

I dragged Joy to the dance floor.

"I can be your girl girl girl, girl girl girl but would you love me if i ruled the world world world!!" I sang.

We danced and laughed.

"I fucking love this!" I yelled.

"Yeah!" Joy replied.

I laughed.

3rd person pov:

Sophia walked out of the house, completely intoxicated.

She plopped down on a bench in the front yard and crushed her red cup in her hand.

She'd had 5 glasses of punch.

For someone who's never had alcohol, that's alot.

Tears filled her eyes as a guilty feeling shook over her.

She drank alcohol?

What had become of her?

A hand touched her shoulder.

She looked up and it was a very familiar face. One she's wanted sticked onto hers multiple times.

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