**CAMILLA RENéE**


    FRIDAY NIGHT.


    Agreeing to my suggestion, she pulled the drink to her end, took my shot ss and poured one for herself.


    I grabbed the bottle, lifting it to cling against her ss.


    “This is to forgetting all about our shitty lives. At least for tonight.”


    We raised our instruments, toasting to my words before having a drink.


    Letting loose is nice and fun. Drinking from a bottle is exhrating. I never want this to end.


    ****


    Miranda didn’t return to the girls, ording to her they don’t pay attention to most things in parties such as these, they just make her tag along for the fun of tortuing her.


    The students barely noticed us having a drink.


    It’s easier not to care about the eyes around when you’re drunk, if I were sober I’d be over cautiously, but now I just don’t care.


    It’s amazing.


    I moved closer to her as she carried on with the exnation.


    “Pa likes to think of herself as the leader. The fact that her parents are rich gives her a first ss ticket to anything you wantnd.”


    I snorted in dusgust.


    What is this new me?


    She giggled and continued.


    “The funny part is that this entire tortue thing wasn’t her idea per se. You see unlike their daughter, the Smiths are very nice people. They started this whoem facade by repeatedly telling her to “Tag Miranda along”


    She stopped mouthing the final part in a fake ent.


    We shared augh before getting serious again.


    “Of course their intention was to give me a normal life. It was lost in trantion. Their daughter took it upon herself to me me miserable. They didn’t mean she should turn me into her minion or mini ve because that’s what she did and I have no choice, I was just doing it for me parents.”


    She bowed her head slightly. I heaved a sigh


    “I’m sorry.”


    I managed to blurt out. She smiled immediately. Still smiling even after get life is like this? How?


    “It’s fine. I guess I’m used to it. I might be hurting but I’ll never show it. just smile. That’s the same advice I had for you, don’t show them your weakness, even if you feel like dying inside, simply smile because it kills them to know you’re happy.”


    I chuckled, but in some way if they think you’re happy, there’s just going to keeping back for more.


    I didn’t tell her that though, I can’t ruin her mood.


    “Okay then, since that’s out of the way. Another toast to forgetting once again and well drinking more alcohol.”


    I raised our sses.


    ****


    Half an hourter, I got more than tipsy. It’s safe to say I’m at the point of being drunk, my legs feel wobbly, the room keeps spinning and every sense in my body is heightened. More than it needs to be.


    Maybe it’s time to stop.


    Gulping down my throat, i dropped the alcohol, sniffling my nose, head shaking and doing my best to get a damn grip.


    I’m not sure why I drank up to this extent, history and experience should make me know better yet here we are.


    “Hey Cami, Acouple of people are ying games upstairs. Want to join?”


    Shaking my head, I squinted my eyes to check who was speaking.


    I know him from school, but I can’t exactly recall his name.


    Still, I nodded my head furiously. Anything to escape this terrible music.


    “Are you ying?”


    I stretched a hand to see if Miranda was still there.


    “Yes. I think I am, but we would have to go in at seperate times.”


    I parted my lips making a tiny “o” shape.


    “I’m sorry Cami.”


    She added.


    “No, it’s nothing. I don’t want to get you in any trouble. I’ll go first.”


    I led the way upstairs to the room, opening the first door.


    The dude who invited us was no where in sight, but inside the room was like a mini party on its own .


    Suddenly, someone tugged at the hem of my dress.


    Drowsily, I spinned around and my gaze fell on Kyle.


    I’m not drunk enough to forget I hate him.


    “You’re here.”


    He stated casually.


    I rolled my eyes. Unlike half the people here, he’s clean. Sober. Maybe even fucked a few girls already.Belonging ? N?velDram/a.Org.


    I eyed his outfit then moved to leave.


    “No, it’s okay. I won’t disturb you.”


    He hurridely added. I sighed then bent down, folding my legs inside myps and seating like that.


    Involuntarily, my eyes searched for Dn but he was no where to be found.


    If I epted the not date thing, he would’ve been closed to me, but now I hadn’t seen him all night.


    I feel weird. The others agreed to y truth or dare, but I suddenly wasn’t interested. I wanted to go home.


    I wrapped my arms around my body, looking back at the door.


    Would anyone notice if I slip out? I’m here already so what’s the use of leaving?


    No harm in ying a round or two. Complete the entire high school party experience.


    ****


    “Last round.”


    I reassured myself, thankful that I hadn’t fallen victim of a dare. It’s my lucky night.


    “Cami….”


    They cheered as itnded on me. Definitely spoke too soon there.


    “You’ve exhausted your two truths, it’s time for a dare.”


    The guy had a mean look on his face.


    It isn’t fair, no one said anything about apulsory dare. If I chicken out now, it’ll just add to the pile of reasons everyone had tough at me.


    I’ll just wait for the dare and hope it’s not something embarrassing.


    Just then, Dn strode into the room.


    His eyes went everywhere at once, he didn’t seem drunk, hands tucked in his pockets, but his hair was messed up.


    In a sexy kinda way.


    My eyes were fixed on him and finally he noticed me offering a small smile before trailing inside.


    “Great. Finally someone I can use. I dare you to kiss Dn.”


    He announced. I chocked on his words. The smile wipedpletely off.


    “What?”


    I asked hoping I had imagined his words and it wasn’t true.


    “I thought it had to be someone in the game.”


    I crossed my arms. I heard that part in the rules.


    “Truth or dare? Great. I’m ying.”


    Dn is smirking. I know he is. He didn’t hear the dare or he was ying dumb? Maybe both.


    I cursed him relentlessly under my breath.


    “Great. Cami, You have your dare.”


    Everyone looked onto me in anticipation. Thus is bad.


    I took a deep breath and got up. Dn obviously had no idea I had been dared, or what the dare was about. Frankly, he didn’t care. As long as I looked annoyed, he was okay with it.


    Anyway, it would just be a quick peck on his lips and that’ll be it.


    My eyes dared to meet Kyle’s.


    His brows were lowered. Both of them. He’s hurt?


    He’ll watch me kiss another guy which is not as bad as imagining sex with Eva.


    Forget about Kyle.


    Nevertheless, I got to where Dn sat at the corner.


    His head lowered, brows creased, eyes focused on his phone. Nonchnt as always.


    I raised his head.


    His eyes met mine then twinkled with confusion as I lowered my lips to meet with his.


    ******


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