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She rolled her eyes.

"Bless your heart, Yankee."

"Aw so sweet."

"It isn't sweet. It really was not sweet."

"We are at a party so I need you to look less like a stick crawled up your ass and died and more like you want to be here

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"We are at a party so I need you to look less like a stick crawled up your ass and died and more like you want to be here."

I rolled my eyes at David's comment. David's face brightened with glee under the porch light.

"I'm glad to be here. Can't you tell by my smile?" I bit back sarcastically.

"If that is your smile. I don't want to see you when you're not smiling," David muttered to himself, grinning at the fact that I could clearly hear him. "Anyways just enjoy yourself. Don't drink too much, and so on."

"You know I use to party a lot in New York. I can handle myself," I reminded him.

"Good so you know the plan?"

I frowned.

"Have a good time?" I guessed. David shook his head.

"No. Drink, find some nice girls, be each other's wingmen, and get some action."

Wow he really had this planned out. I definitely was not here to hook up with anyone tonight. I had just enough energy to make it to the party let along socialize with someone to get into their pants.

Me in New York, on the other hand, definitely had some wild times.

"Just knock at the door," I insisted.

David leaned over to knock on the door. We stood a few moments, waiting for a few moments. The door suddenly opened, releasing a cool gust of air from inside. A brunette opened the door, her hair tied up into a pony tail, a gray top that run deep to show a decent amount of cleavage, and dark jeans that showed off her body well.

"Hello David," she shouted with excitement before launching herself into David's arm. He laughed, hugging her back.

"Hey Kelsey. Great seeing you. I'm here with my cousin," David explained, pulling back and introducing me to her. She loosened her grip enough to jump to give me a hug. I stumbled back slightly from the hug, wrapping an arm around her.

"Oh my god. Hello it's so nice to meet you," she said loudly with joy. I nodded, detecting the faint scent of alcohol under her breath.

"Likewise."

She pulled back and gestured us inside.

"Come on in. Make yourselves at home," she said.

We followed behind her deeper into the house with its loud music. Though there is music in the background, I learned quickly most of the music was coming from the speakers of the karaoke machine that was occupied with a crowd of people. David was chattering with Kelsey while I followed a few steps behind, apologizing to every person I brushed up against. I felt oddly nervous, though it's far from my first party.

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