I was doing my makeup and putting this new dress I just bought, it was pink kinda 70's and I thought I looked cute. My mom was letting me into Stacey's so I agreed with her to come early to help her out.
As soon as I got there I texted her, and she answered the door.
- Oh my god, Trix you look so beautiful.
- Thank you, so do you. So how is it going?
- I just need some help to download some music.
- Okay I can do that.
While I was downloading the music, only the popular one not even one that I actually enjoyed but it was a party and not my playlist so I downloaded only the ones I thought Stacey and all the people were like. Then I heard the bell.
- Trix, can you answer it I am taking a bath.
- Okay, I giggled.
I answer it and it was Amanda, Stacey's friend. While we were waiting for Stacey to get ready Amanda said kind of concerned
- It's Trixie, right?
- Yeah.
- So I accidently invited my boyfriend to the party, and he invited some of the basket boys. Do you think she would mind?
- If that is it. I don't think so.
- But please don't tell her
- Hmm, okay.
I have it all figured all in my mind, she invited the whole school and this party will end up bad. Is there a chance to Katya show up? Nope. She will not. Stacey was ready I put on the sound and everyone was here, she asked me to order the pizza, so I did and was waiting with the money for the pizza guy to show up. He didn't took long I paid for the pizza, and now I could enjoy the party. I realized that Stacey did her famous fruit punch. So I took a spoon and put it in my cup.
I was alone at the party as usual Stacey was dancing with her friends so I decided take a little more and after a little more, and a little more.
Then I realized that I have drank too much. Then I got upstairs to her room. I laid in her bed and everything was rounding. I heard the door open, I didn't want to anyone to see my like this but it was probably Stacey so I stood there.
- Trix? What are you doing here?
- It was Katya
- I don't feel very good.
- Well, I can see.
- What are you doing here? Who invited you?
- Hm, Stacey?
- What?
I wasn't sure if it was the drink or the fact the Stacey is talking to Katya and I got nervous about it. I run to the bathroom and I threw up. I do not usually drink so I felt sick but I found a way to lock the door.
- Trix, are you okay?
I laid down on the floor and I wasn't okay but I could not tell her. I don't want her to help me. So I decided to tell her to call Stacey.
- I am not okay, would please call Steve?
I said it all wrong because I was so drunk. I could hear Katya's laugh as she says
- Why can't I help you?
- I don't want you to.
- But Stacey, she said joking about what I just said. It's partying with her friends, and I am here doing nothing.
- Okay. I opened the door.
- Geez, Trix! What happened to you? I think it's better if you took a bath.
- But wait outside.
- Okay.
I did took a bath, but I could not close my dress back again.
- Would you help me closing my dress?
- Sure, come outside. Done. It's closed, what else do you want?
- Will you brush my hair? I can't do it I don't feel my arm.
- You should not drink this much, why did you do it? She asked while calmly brushing my wet hair.
- Because I felt bad, I was alone. Stacey had more fun with Amanda. I said trying to put my glasses on, and Katya helped me with that too.
- Amanda? Isn't she your best friend?
- She is, but I am not fun. I could feel the words leaving my mouth but I couldn't help telling Katya stuff, hoping she will forget.
- I hate partys, I never drink, I don't get laid, every boy who has ever spoke to me I curved down. I said covertly laying my head on her lap.
- It's Okay, you can do it. she said while playing with my hair. Keep saying...
- Well, I didn't wanted you to come, I didn't knew Stacey invited you.
- Actually she didn't invite me herself, but Amanda created a Facebook event so I came cause I thought you were going to be here. You should be glad I am here. She said smiling
- I am now, but everything got so weird between us, you haven't spoke to me in school.
- But I waved at you every time I saw you.
- I know you are hurt because of me.
- I am not, really.
- But you kissed me.
- Aren't we supposed to forget this?
- I could not, could you?
- I know this is the alcohol speaking, Trix.
