The party was in full swing by the time I reached the house. My eyes searched the crowd for Justin, nope, Just a bunch of celebrities like, Rihanna, Selena...Miley. I've waited my whole life to go to a party like this, yet, now that I'm here, I wish I hadn't wasted my time. Don't get my wrong, this would be a bomb ass party if I knew anyone here, but now I'm just like a Cheerio in a bowl of Froot-loops. I made my way to the kitchen. The bar was filled with a ton of different liquors (an alcoholics dream). "You like vodka?" a guy said behind me. I turned around, "Yeah, but I don't drink much," I wasn't actually lying, just stretching the truth a bit. When I meant I don't drink much, I meant I only drank once when I mistaken rum for apple juice, typical me mistake. "Here," The boy said handing me a shot glass, "One for you, and one for me... ready... go," The guy took the shot down, and stupid me copied him. My throat burned like hell afterwards. I felt a rush. The boy studied me. "You haven't done this before have you," The boy asked. why not just tell him the truth. "No," I laughed, "I'm a total nun." The guy laughed, "Another for good luck," He said handing me another glass, and three more after that. The room was spinning by the time I took down the last one. I stumbled backwards into the guys arms. He was strong. "Whoa babe, let me take you to the real party downstairs." I took his hand and he led my into the basement. The first thing I noticed was the smell, they were smoking weed down here. The lights in the basement were fluorescent, and much dimmer than the ones upstairs. People crowded around a Ping-Pong table filled with red solo cups (Beer-Pong). The guy took a seat on the black leather couch. "Come sit on my lap baby doll," He said patting his lap. While sober me wouldn't even had been down in the basement in the first place, and damn sure wouldn't of sat in the guys lap, tipsy me was up for an adventure. I sat in his lap. "Tell me your name," He whispered in my ear. "Me llamo es Lily," I said twisting a piece of hair between my finger. "My name is Brandon, but everyone calls me Maejor Ali," I've heard this name before. "Your a rapper right?" I asked. "Yep," He said running his hand through my hair. I shifted my focus to the game of beer pong going on across from us, a girl with blonde hair was about to shoot. "You got this Acacia," People called. She threw the ball, and it landed into a red solo cup. Everyone in the basement cheered. I wanted to be apart of that. I stood up and made my way to the table. I saw Justin, "Hey!" He said running up to me and wrapping one arm around my waist. "Listen everyone," Justin shouted. Everyone was silent. "This is a really good friend of mine, treat her well, she is new to California." Everyone cheered again, and continued the game. "Want to play?" Justin asked handing me an orange ping pong ball. "Yes," I said taking the ball. Justin put one hand on my back and the other on the hand on top of the one I was going to shoot with. "Let me help you...1,..2..3," I (we) threw the ball and it spun around the rim of the cup, then landed inside. The blonde girl (Acacia) picked up the cup and handed it to me. "Nice job girlie," She said. "Thanks," She stood around for a while then left. I barely noticed Maejor Ali come around behind me, until he put his arms around my waist. "I see you got another drink," He said resting his head on my shoulder. "Yep," I said taking another sip, (it was like a habit now). I checked my phone, it was already 1 a.m. "I should probably get going now," I said. "You should probably let me take you home." I nodded, "Lets go now."
We took his car (my mom had dropped me off at Justin's). "Just show me where you live," he said once we were out on the main street. The roads seemed pretty familiar. "Right...now left...left....keep straight....right....now turn....," Soon enough we pulled up to my little brown house. " Thanks" I said trying to open the door, it was locked. "Can you unlock the door," I asked turning to him, he was staring at me. Then out of the blue, he leaned in and kissed, a powerful, I will never see you again type kiss. I pulled away, "My mom, what if she sees?" I asked although I doubt she would randomly walk outside this late. He pulled me in and kissed me again. The seatbelt restricted us from doing anything else thank god.