I shouldn't be here, I thought to myself as soon as I stepped foot into that college party But since they invited a high schooler, I thought, who am I to turn down free ***** & a good time I was greeted with a ping pong ball & a partner & we found ourselves winning game after game Someone got me a beer & a shot of fireball whiskey, which were followed almost instantly by three more I wanted the escape & I knew alcohol wouldΒ Β help, help with getting me there faster & not having to worry He was dancing with his friends before I noticed, he was dancing over into my direction with another shot It was bright blue & tasted like a sheet of rusty metal, but I downed another & found myself dancing to the beat of the music that I would never listen to sober because rap music has absolutely no meaning to me Everyone was sweating & dancing against one another, & the only person I knew when I got there was Jordan, but he was no where to be seen, only strangers now But were they really strangers anymore? They knew me Maybe as that drunk high schooler, but they'll remember me tomorrow when talking about how fun their night was & what I thought was coming to an end, was only the beginning