"andy! oh my god,
you came!" the door swung open and a very red, very
warm-looking stacia came poking her head out. he noticed the red
plastic cup that dangled dangerously from her hand.
"um, yeah... did you need to see the invit—"
"c'mon in!" she interrupted him with a yank by his
tie and he was pulled into the house.
he was engulfed whole by the music, the people, the smoke, and
the sights and smells. he looked around, taking it in. most of
the people went to his school but he had never spoken to any of
them before. some danced, some sat. some were talking, some found
comfort in exploring each others mouths with their own. others
sat in a circle, smoke emitting from the pit, as well as
laughter. he even saw a table covered in cups and people flinging
ping pong balls into them.
"it was crazy ya know, i thought you were a no-show that you
weren't gunna come that you totally ditched my invitation
party thing but you didn't and you're so cool andy
you're so cool," stacia grinned up at him, her speech
slurred and her eyes glassy with a tinge of red.
"oh haha," he said a bit nervously and absentmindedly.
he took a large notice that most of these people were just
wearing casual clothes and he couldn't of felt more out of
place.
"well c'mon andy there's soo much you gotta
try..." she took him by the hand and led him to the
kitchen.
bottles and cups and cans and chips were discarded in the
kitchen, making it almost an obstacle course just to get in.
people leaned against the counters and talked, every single one
of them holding a can or a cup in their hands. stacia let go of
andy and poured some beer into a cup before shoving it towards
him.
"go on andy!"
her enthusiasm was enough to fuel his curiosity and he lifted the
cup to his lips. he swallowed and his face skewered, the
bitterness and hot consistency burning his
throat. that was awful, he inwardly moaned to
himself. stacia laughed at his expression wrapping an arm around
his waist.
"you'll get used to the taste i promise. lets go
dance!" she tugged at his arm again and he put down the cup,
still smacking his lips together from the disgusting
aftertaste.
(this chapter was very long so
it's split into two
parts—should
i put the second part up today?)