"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?)
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