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Zack's POV:
I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
"Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
"Yes I should."
She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
"What would you guys like to drink?"
"Water, please," we both said.
She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
"What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
"Wine," she softly laughed.
Lindsay's POV:
From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
"Want some?" I offered.
"I'm good with my water."
"Okay."
I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
Zack's POV:
I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
"Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
"But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
"I'm going to get more."
"No -"
She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud. 
"Stop," I snapped.
Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.
 

Zack's POV:
I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
"Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
"Yes I should."
She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
"What would you guys like to drink?"
"Water, please," we both said.
She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
"What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
"Wine," she softly laughed.
Lindsay's POV:
From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
"Want some?" I offered.
"I'm good with my water."
"Okay."
I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
Zack's POV:
I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
"Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
"But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
"I'm going to get more."
"No -"
She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud. 
"Stop," I snapped.
Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.
 

Zack's POV:
I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
"Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
"Yes I should."
She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
"What would you guys like to drink?"
"Water, please," we both said.
She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
"What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
"Wine," she softly laughed.
Lindsay's POV:
From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
"Want some?" I offered.
"I'm good with my water."
"Okay."
I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
Zack's POV:
I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
"Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
"But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
"I'm going to get more."
"No -"
She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud. 
"Stop," I snapped.
Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.
 

Zack's POV:
I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
"Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
"Yes I should."
She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
"What would you guys like to drink?"
"Water, please," we both said.
She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
"What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
"Wine," she softly laughed.
Lindsay's POV:
From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
"Want some?" I offered.
"I'm good with my water."
"Okay."
I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
Zack's POV:
I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
"Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
"But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
"I'm going to get more."
"No -"
She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud. 
"Stop," I snapped.
Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.
 

Zack's POV:
I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
"Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
"Yes I should."
She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
"What would you guys like to drink?"
"Water, please," we both said.
She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
"What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
"Wine," she softly laughed.
Lindsay's POV:
From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
"Want some?" I offered.
"I'm good with my water."
"Okay."
I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
Zack's POV:
I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
"Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
"But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
"I'm going to get more."
"No -"
She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud. 
"Stop," I snapped.
Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.
 

Zack's POV:
I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
"Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
"Yes I should."
She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
"What would you guys like to drink?"
"Water, please," we both said.
She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
"What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
"Wine," she softly laughed.
Lindsay's POV:
From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
"Want some?" I offered.
"I'm good with my water."
"Okay."
I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
Zack's POV:
I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
"Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
"But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
"I'm going to get more."
"No -"
She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud. 
"Stop," I snapped.
Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.
 

Zack's POV:
I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
"Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
"Yes I should."
She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
"What would you guys like to drink?"
"Water, please," we both said.
She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
"What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
"Wine," she softly laughed.
Lindsay's POV:
From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
"Want some?" I offered.
"I'm good with my water."
"Okay."
I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
Zack's POV:
I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
"Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
"But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
"I'm going to get more."
"No -"
She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud. 
"Stop," I snapped.
Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.
 

Zack's POV:
I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
"Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
"Yes I should."
She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
"What would you guys like to drink?"
"Water, please," we both said.
She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
"What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
"Wine," she softly laughed.
Lindsay's POV:
From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
"Want some?" I offered.
"I'm good with my water."
"Okay."
I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
Zack's POV:
I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
"Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
"But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
"I'm going to get more."
"No -"
She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud. 
"Stop," I snapped.
Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.