He Loves Me not.
Chapter 2
*Rachel's POV*
"Rachel you look hot!,"Abby shouted out her car window.
I smirked, "Back at you girl!", even though I could barely see her outfit.
I hopped in the car and we were on our way.
"I plan on getting hammered tonight so you might have to step up and be the DD," Abby trailed off.
"Haha", I shrugged her off. If she wanted to drink I had nothing against being the designated driver. As long as Abby didn't completely ditch me for the night.
It was about a half an hour drive and being the designated driver became a little less appetizing. I told myself to relax. Breathe in and out.
Finally we arrived. I could hear the music blaring from about a mile away. Abby parked and we walked right in.
Everyone was screaming over the booming sound system. Out of nowhere I heard someone scream,
"Rachel Bollinger! At a high school party!"
It was Nina. The little wh//re who was always all over Luke in the pictures. She was also Abby's friend. She staggered over to us obviously drunk. I don't think she even would have talked to us if she was sober. Trying to stay balanced with one hand and the other holding a bottle of Skinny Girl margarita.
"Oh hey Neen!" Abby shouted.
"Hi Nina." I smiled as she handed me a red plastic cup and poured some of the bottle into it even though it spilled slightly on my hand.
"Here’s to the new Rachel" I thought to myself.
"Well, come on!" Abby tugged me through all the people.
We passed around 10 couples making out, a beer pong table, and about 3 girls from out school completely wasted with bongs. "We are one classy Catholic school" I thought not realizing I was still sipping on my Skinny Girl.
"Keg coming through" yelled some boys.
I turned to see 2 pretty attractive guys walking in. Then it became relevant, Abby was no longer next to me. Sh//t. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my a//ss. I whizzed around to a boy I had never seen before.
"Do you mind?" I asked.
"No, do you?" he smirked.
Well if I'm going to be a wh//re...I pondered.
"Hey, how bout you get me a drink and then we can talk." I flirted like the tease I wanted to be.
He spoke seriously, "Deal."
We both grabbed a seat on the couch and we were talking. He was about to be a senior and as far as he knew so was I. Before I knew what was going on, we were making out, and he was trying to get his hand down my shorts. I don't know how but somehow I got him off me. I walked back into the crowd and was handed a third drink by someone. My memory was getting a little fuzzy and before I knew it I had passed out. I only remember three things: a ping pong ball smack the table, my drink hit the floor, and a familiar voice shouting,
"Rachel Bollinger! Is that you?!"
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