8 February 2013
Hey, Enjoy chapter 3. Told you I'd do updates on all my stories tonight....
Chapter 3 I walked down the stairs in skinny jeans and a stylish shirt. Jake looked at me, a little shocked. Was that good or bad? "You look... Good" He told me. Well I got my answer. I smiled. "Thanks" I replied. "Right come on let's go. I don't wanna be late" We walked out of the house and I saw our form of transport. That was not motorbike was it...? The death trap just sat there. This couldn't be his. That couldn't be his. No way I was getting on that. "I can't get on that" Jake raised his eyebrow as if to ask why? "I'm...." Nothing. No excuse. He got on the bike. "Wow you've still got that inner rebel" His sarcasm was really pissing me off. I got on the bike and he smiled. "Right now put your arms around me" "What!?" "Unless you want to fall off and die you better put your arms around me" I crossed my arms and shook my head. "Fine" He started up the bike and it moved slightly. Out of shock, I wrapped my arms around him tightly. He laughed "Great" He rode the motorbike all the way to the party. It wasn't too scary just weird. I loved it. I could hear the music blaring inside the house. It wasn't a typical party song but judging from the people attending this party it was one they all knew. The people that were there were as i like to call them 'party goers'. People who just wanted a good time and were rebellious. Some of the people were at the front of the house drinking, laughing and some of them singing. They were so drunk. "Come on. I wanna get in before the alcohol goes. I'm gonna drink until I'm completely out of it" "Aren't you gonna drive me home later?... I have school tomorrow" "Relax. Have some fun. Take some risks. I'm sure school will survive without you for just one day" He laughed and I nodded. "Now come on" He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me towards the house. Jake took my to the kitchen where he handed me a clear bottle of something. "What's this?" I asked. "Water" It looked like water, it was in a water bottle, it has to be water, right? I took a long drink out of the bottle. I started to cough. NOT WATER. Defiantly not water. "What is that!?" I was coughing my guts up now. "Vodka" "Why would you give me that?" I shrieked! "You wouldn't have drank it if I said what it was. Anyway... Congratulations you just took your first shot" "Well at least there is one positive thing coming out of that!" I sarcastically muttered and rolled my eyes. "Want a little more?" He took a bottle from the side. "What! Why would I want more? It just nearly killed me" "I thought you were going to have fun. Go on take a risk" I bit my lip. "Fine" I took the bottle from his hand and took a long drink again. "Good girl" I took a little more and started to feel strange. "Come on. Lets go in the living room" He tugged on my arm. We found a seat and we drank.... a lot. I was enjoying this. Why? I was getting dizzier and dizzier by the minute. Stupid.... Stupid... Stupid girl! You're trying to prove a point. This isn't you Katie! One day at that house and you're drinking yourself to death. Stop! "I'm going to get another drink" Jake announced "Want one?" No. No. No. "Yes thanks" A few minutes after he had left I felt someone's lips on mine. It was forceful and I didn't like it so I tried to push them back but it didn't work. I bit down hard on their lower lip. "Get off me" I hissed into their mouth. I felt someone throw him off of me and then they started to punch them. Jake, he was the one saving me. What? That's all I remember before I passed out on the couch.
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