Left Behind

PART 2: Lost

"Disappearing?" I say in disbelief. "No..."
"Yeah, you heard me right. I'm 'disappearing'" Vic says with quotation marks, on the screen. "In other words, I'm leaving. I'm really sorry, but if you can solve my mystery, you might see me again."
"NO! NOT MIGHT! I WANNA SEE YOU NOW!"
"Sorry you have to wait. But I can't have you finding me so soon. It could make it obvious where I am. I meant what said, when I said I love you. You are the most important person to me. That's why you are the only one who can know, or figure out where I am. But, my life was boring and rough at times. So when I got a chance to leave it all behind for a more exciting life, I took the opportunity." She sighed. "If I had told you my plan, you would try and change my mind, or come with me. I can't have that happen. What I should do is just leave without telling you, but I'm selfish. I want you to be with me." She looks away from the camera.
"You have a life ahead of you, and I wasn't going anywhere in mine. So this way, it's your choice. Obviously I want you to try and find me. But I'm not with you to force, or persuade you in anyway." She looks back at the camera with no emotion in her eyes. "Long story short, I'm leaving and not coming back. But I left a trail for you yo find me if you wish to do so. Hint 1: Where I go to escape. Lots of love. Now destroy this." And the screen went black.
In a type of daze, I took the VCR's film out, and shredded it with scissors. Then stuck it in a metal trash can, and lit a match. "I can't believe I'm doing this..." And I let the match fall.
"That was the worst hint ever..." The tears start to fall, and then I was crying. There is no stopping me once I start. There are so many places she could go when she's feeling down... she likes to get drunk, or smoke... but you could do that anywhere.
Damn this is like the BFF challenge to see how well you know your friend. But on a much larger scale.
"FUCK!" i screamed to no one. And to make matters worse, I can't tell anyone about it. I'm on my own.
"Calm down, calm down..." I mumbled to myself. "You are the smartest person at your school, and Vic's best friend. You know her best. Think."
I start to write on a scrap of paper with a gel pen. Here's what I know:

Vic likes to get drunk
Likes to smoke
There was keg at the party at Mickey's
She has a fake ID to buy keg
Likes to hang at parties, clubs, and bars
Special place: secret garden
Boyfriend ? ?

Looking at my list, I know it isn't much, but it's something. I guess I should start with Mickey's. Even though I have no desire to see him.