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I glanced over at Mercury who was chatting away with Simon. Smiling to myself I grabbed a drink and saluted myself.
"You want anything else?" Michael sneaked up from behind.
"Jesus!" I huffed. I turned around to see him grinning childishly and sighed. "No thank you," I tightened my lips into a smile.
I'm pretty damn sure.
"Yeah," I nodded enthusiastically.
"You really sure?" he raised an eyebrow.
Do I look like a freaking toddler? You stupid retarded dumb fu-
"Yes!" I nodded once again. "I'm sure," I coughed. "I think," I coughed again. "I'm coming down with something," I patted my upper chest.
"Do you want from tyenol or something?" he quickly asked. "We can go-"
"Yes lets," I grabbed his hand dragging him to his house.
"You're touching my hand.." He muttered. I stopped halfway and stared at him.
Virgin boy stared at me blushing.
"Don't worry," I shrugged. "I'm clean," I slowly went through the crowd to the house.
"Clean as in?"
"I got no STDs," I elaborated.
"I didn't mean-" He blushed crimson.
"Just making sure," I sighed and went inside the house.
"I'm in," I heard Cirus whisper in my ear. I diverted Simon by asking him to get me something to drink and turned away from the crowd.
"Where are you?" I whispered.
"In the kitchen," Cirus coughed. "Found it yet?" I heard Cirus shout talking to someone else.
"Go upstairs," I whispered fidgeting a little.
"I will," she whispered back. "You do know Seb is there?"
"What?" I snapped. "He is?" I looked around.
"He's with SARS."
"Thats what I call his girl, the disease that started all this... SARS."
"Oh," I said. "What a lame nickname," I snorted.
"Well shes a pain in the ass."
"You don't know her," I sighed.
"She's nice," I shrugged.
"Okay there doctor who!" Cirus snorted. "You found it? Okay hold on a second!" I heard Cirus talk to someone else muffling the mic. "I'll meet up with you in the house later on. If I don't come back at the end of the party, leave me."
"But-" I began but Cirus was already cutt off not replying.
"Your drink?" Simon touched me with the cool glass creeping from behind. I jumped from the coldness and turned around.