Me, Myself, & My Babies

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• Maisie •

"Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug" I heard the crowd chanting as I followed Briana in the kitchen while carrying the keg. Which was super heavy.

I stood on my tip toes to see what was going on. I saw a guy with shaggy blonde hair downing whatever was left of liquor in the glass bottle.

When he was finished, he slammed it down on the table and wore a cocky smile. He smile then faded, and next thing you know he puked all over a girl with blonde hair.

I walked away as I heard her scream of disgust.

I went out back to see people chilling on the porch, groups of girls sitting at the edge of the pool with their feet dipped in the water.

There was more of a chill vibe. The music that was playing was more of trap music.

I turned around and bumped into a girl who spilt her drink.

"Sorry" she slurred. I looked at her and saw she was drunk.

"It's fine" I started walking back inside.

I saw Briana taking shots at a table with some guys.

I got to the table, but I'm guessing they were racing.

A guy with black messy hair was on his last shot so was Briana.

Everyone around the table was cheering and recording them for snapchat.

Bri slammed her shot glass down first and threw her hands up in the air for victory. The guy just mumbled 'fuck' and walked away.

Bri looked at me and smirked.

"Come here Maisie" she challenged as she filled up the shit glasses again.

I shrugged and stood next to her facing the crowd.

"Ready?" She looked at me, "and.... GO!"

I reached for one of my shot glasses and tossed my head back. I quickly swallowed and got the other one. Then I was on my third one until I started feeling the burning sensation in the back of my throat. I tried ignoring it but it didn't work. I downed my third on and stopped.

I scrunched up my face and coughed.

I looked over at Briana and seen she was on her last shot.

"Done! I'm a winner" she did a little dance, "You did good for your first shot"

I laughed, "Thanks?"

She nodded at me with approval.

I could still taste the bitter liquor in my mouth, Briana must've noticed because she gave me a Mike's Lemonade.

"Come here" she started clearing the table off, which was in the kitchen.

"Lay up here" she demanded.

"Why?" I asked. My heart started beating faster.

"Come on, just don't worry"