The strong smell of sweat and alcohol filled the atmosphere causing a twinge of irate flare from my nostrils at the unfamiliar heavy stench as we make our way through a rowdy crowd of people hitting it off on the dance floor and I hold a little too tightly onto Kyle's arm with the fear of getting lost in the mist of sweaty bodies.

I have never been anywhere near places like this before, the closest I'd been was at the bar I used to work at about a month ago. I don't even know how I got myself here... in this dress... And worse with Alice's special handcraft all over my face! I didn't even have the chance to look at myself in the mirror before she pulled me out of the house and practically bundled me up in the back seat of Kyle's Porsche.

I don't even know how Alice managed to get us through the front door honestly. By the time we arrived I was already freaking out and ranting a piled up "let's just turn around and go chill in Starbucks or something please!" And some more " come on they're never gonna let us through, better still just avoid the embarrassment!"

But no one was paying attention to me as you must have thought. Ali just smirked arrogantly at me and fixed her hair, snapping a mouth full of her raspberry bubblegum before saying "watch this!" Coupled with a knowing wink, she walked right into the face of the bulky dangerous looking bouncer with me and Kyle trailing behind her.

She leaned into this angry scary looking dude and whispered something in his ears with a smirk, smacking her bubblegum again in his face. He simply looked at her bored, and then back at us standing behind the hive queen they nodded his head indicating for us to pass. And now I can't stop wondering what it was that Ali said to him that made him let us through without any IDs or whatsoever.

Come to speak of the devil, I let the words escape my mind as i hear Ali's voice amidst the crowd scream "Hit it bitches!" Her curvy hips swaying side to side in the middle of the dance floor grinding wickedly on a total stranger behind her who seemed to be enjoying every bit of it.

Kyle chuckles, securing my waist around his arms to prevent me from bumping people with his body as a protective shield as we make our way to the bar at the same time watching Alice with stolen side glances "that's a wild one." He says.

"Why are we here again?" I ask with a mini frown, my voice an octave higher that it's normal pitch so he can hear me from the deafening music.

"Because your lady Gaga duplicate of a friend dragged us along her tiny ass, but we can still make the best out of it no?"

I notice the place is filled with rather really young people other than the normal age groups you find in big clubs. A bunch of frat kids that much is obvious and the young adults in skippy outfits and fuck me painted lips literally parading around, grinding, drinking or polluting my ears with their toxic over feminine laughs.

"Sure." I say, taking a sit on the small stole by the bar with Kyle right beside me.

"Vodka shots?" He asks.

"No!" My nose crunches up in disgust.

"What would you like to have then?" He asks with a teasing smirk.

"Water would do."

"Don't be a buzz kill." He snorts  "we'll have two red-headed sluts." He says that last part to the weird looking bartender.

I nearly choke on my tongue when he says that, "sorry what?"

Laughing cheekily, Kyle taps my shoulder and coos "relax it's just a drink, you'd love it don't worry."

"What part of 'water is okay' don't you understand?"

"Sorry what are you saying?" He pulls his ears closer to me wearing an annoying smirks as he increases his voice a little octave higher pretending not to hear me "I didn't quite catch that."

That earned him a smack on his left arm causing him to groan way too dramatically because I know that didn't hurt the least bit. Just then the bartender looking grumpy as ever drops down two full glasses of some red liquid in the front of us.

"Thank you." Kyle says with a light smile and i just stare at mine like it's poison. Kyles laugh is annoying, he's been doing a lot of it tonight, more precisely since we got here, mostly always when he's teasing me about one thing or the other... 'I mean, give me a break!'  "Just drink it Lex."

"The last time i took alcohol it didn't end very well for me." I say with my eyes still on the drink.

"Well maybe this time is different." He winks "who knows? you might be lucky and get to snatch some good man meat tonight." That earned him another smack on the arm but this time he laughs it off while saying "just kidding, just kidding."

I roll my eyes "honestly though, I'm a terrible light weight."

"Just one glass." He pushes. 'mehn i hate peer pressure!'

"Fine." I say, finally giving in and looking up to see Kyle gulping down the remnants of the content in his glass. He orders another before i even attempt to draw mine closer to my lips, but when i do, I pause for a moment savoring the taste and the feel of the alcohol burn on my throat. But surprisingly it is sweet, it tastes really good, with the twinge of peach and cranberry plus it doesn't burn so much so I take another, then another until the glass is empty in front of me.

  "Damn that's good!" I yell a little louder than necessary. 

"Is it?" Kyle smirks.

"Yes!" smacking my fists together, I giggle lightly "I want another!"

Kyle laughs again, shaking his head at me and pouts "nope, no more for you. It's really strong and i don't want to have to drag an intoxicated you back home."

I purse my lips together and narrow my eyes at him "Don't be a buzz kill."

"Just one."

"Get it already!" 

And he does, getting himself another too. My vision starts to cloud as i take down the last content of my drink watching Kyle play with the rim of his glass. His head looks funny, like it's swelling two times bigger than it's original size. The giggles pure out of my mouth as i watch him move his head from side to side. 

"What's funny?" He asks and i cover my mouth with both hands, holding in my laugh as i watch his fat lips move up and down in a quack rotation, his big head only growing bigger and bigger as he lifts an eyebrow at me. I couldn't hold it anymore so i burst out laughing so loud i nearly choke on my digested drink.

"Have you been eating does mushroom like fertilizers again?"

"What the fuck no!" He frowns "And what's so funny?"

"So big." I keep laughing so loud i nearly trip and bump into the girl sitting by my right if it's not for Kyle who is really fast to grab me before i cause ciaos in the land of booze and sweat.

My cheeks tint red as i wave at the goth chick and mutter a little "sorry" with my  most charming smile.

"Yep you're definitely drunk." He drags me away from the bar with one hand rapped around my waist to prevent me from tripping and falling.

"Hey!" I yell "I'm not drunk." I rob the back of his head "Though i can't deny that these mushrooms look marvelous." My giggles are so loud it's disturbing even to my ears. 

Suddenly Alice appears out of no where looking bubbly with a wild spark in her eyes "hey guys."

"Where have you been?" Kyle asks her.

"Searching for some good chunk to bang." She winks, her eyes skimming  amidst the crowd and she smiles wickedly "and i think i just found one!"

Kyle lifts a brow at her and she rolls her eyes asking "what? we came here to have fun didn't we?" and slowly walking away. 

Me on the other hand, my mind is somewhere else, and i realize something weird when Kyle gives me a questioning glance. "Hey!" I yell again "I think I'm drunk."

This time it's Kyle's turn to laugh that irritatingly loud laugh "Aren't you a smarty pants?"

"No, I'm horny." 

He smirks "And blunt i see."

 I slur, scrunching up my nose as i stare at his face carefully like it's the first time I'm seeing him "I want to something stupid right now."

"You're naturally stupid." I shrug and step a little closer to my best friend not listening to half of what he's saying with just one thought  clouding my mind. With my arms rapped around his waist and our faces dangerously close, the playful gleam in his eyes completely falters as we breathe in deep the stench of each others alcohol filled breaths. "And what's this stupid plan of yours?"

"To taste you." The words fall off my mouth without thinking, my eyes trailing down to his lips and like a reflex action his hands secure themselves perfectly around my waist.

But i didn't get to, because before i could attempt to draw my lips to his, he made the first move, swiftly dipping his head down to my height and locking his lips with mine as his hold on my waist tightens.