Fragile(NOT COMPLETED, UNDER REVISION, PLZ DONT READ RN)

Chapter 22

"Yep he's gone."

"Aren't you worried that you'll see him there?" I ask.

"Ha, no. I'm pretty sure he'll have a girl occupying him for the rest of the night."

I glance at my phone and the time reads 9:30.

"Come on, let's go." Alyssa beams excitedly.

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You could feel the bass shaking the whole street as Alyssa parked the car. Another squeal erupted from her as we exited the car. Parking took a while to find considering the large number of cars around the area. Some cars were now parked up on the lawn in front of the gigantic house.

People stood on the front porch, bottles in hand and some people were even smoking. A few people glanced at Alyssa and I as we walked past them, a few guys winking and some girls drunkenly smiling our way. Their faces were unrecognizable which means they either went to a different high school or were older than us.

"I can't believe this is really happening!" Alyssa says ecstatically.

I frowned. She on the other hand was overjoyed at the sight of loud teenagers shouting and grinding to the sound of music. The whole area smelt of alcohol and the loud music was overwhelming. The room was also lit dimly because of the strobe lights flickering from every angle.

People were everywhere dancing and making out making me shudder. I wanted to run. For every second that passed I got more and more uncomfortable. Alyssa grabbed my arm and guided me through the mass of people towards the kitchen.

This room was also crowded. Girls were lying down on their backs on the tables as guys poured liquor on their stomachs. People around them cheered and pumped their fists at sight of others licking the liquor off of the girl's skin.

It made me gag quietly and made Alyssa's eyes widen in surprise, obviously taken back.

"Let's- Just uh, Let's get something to drink." She stutters, pulling me away from the scene.

We look around in the fancy kitchen but find nothing but alcohol. I sigh annoyed. I continue rummaging through the cooler and finally find a bottle of Hawaiian Punch. I pop the top and pour it into two cups. When I look up I see a guy talking to Alyssa. He wore a tight fitting white shirt,blue jeans and his hair was a sandy blonde color.

He leans up against her and smirks as he speaks to her. She then nods towards me and I smile shyly as he acknowledges me. The guy briefly introduces himself as Brett. I walk timidly towards the two and hand Alyssa the cup. Brett snatches the cup out of Alyssa's hand and sniffs it.

"Punch," He chuckles raising his eyebrows, "At a party like this? Really?"

"Hey, I have to drive!" Alyssa pipes back defensively.

Brett's brown eyes then snap to mine and eye me suspiciously.

"And what about you sweetheart?"

My eyes widen a little at his flirtatious tone and dart towards the floor to avoid his gaze.

"Oh um.." I stand there quietly for a few seconds, "I'm not really a drinker."

"So what do you two ladies plan on doing the rest of the night?" He continues, sleazily draping his arms over Alyssa's shoulder. A smile crept up on her lips at his actions, giving me a bad feeling about him. I gave Alyssa a look but she blatantly ignored me.

"We plan to have a great time, that's what." She replies sipping on her drink.

"Well then you two should come join me and some of my friends out back, we set up to play some beer pong. You don't have to drink but you can watch me beat their drunk asses." Brett laughs, pulling Alyssa into his side.