"Addison! Addison! Addison! Addison! Addison!" The crowd starts cheering as I look down at the table of shots. I've been sober for so long, but what's one time. I grab a shot and chug it down. Before I know what was even happening the whole table of alcohole is gone. "Yeah!" I yell slurring the words more than ever before.

Dez walks over to me slinging her arm around my shoulder giggling, "I never thought I'd see you again Aaaadie."

My eyes are barly open and I can't really walk, but whatever. I forgot how good this feels. I look over to her and start to laugh, "you have three purple heads."

She starts laughing too, "yoooooooou should seeeeeeeeee youselfffff."

"Haha," I say in a funny horse voice.

"Have you smoked anything since you left that day?" She asked.

"Nah, but I want to and I've been sober for god knows how many years, but who cares. I want to party! Woah!" I yell as I steed weed right out of her pocket and light it popping it in my mouth taking a long intake. "I missed this."

"We've missed you Addie," Des winks.

"As long as I'm not Basil, I'm happy," I smile.

"Who needs Basil?" A guy behind me says.

I spin around, "Micah!"

"Hey Addie," he smiles picking me up from my butt. "I've missed you so much and our late make-out seccions if you know what I mean."

"Mikah!" I gasp. "We should catch up. Lets head upstairs."

"Let me get some drinks and weed," he winks.

I stumble upstairs waiting for him and as soon as he closes the door we're chugging down beer after beer. The stinging feeling in my throat and the bitter after taste reminds me what it's like to be a party girl. I look over at Micah and even with a blurred vision he's still hot. "Micah."

"What?" He slurrs as he lights two weeds handing me one.

"I-I missed you," I slurr. "I missed this feeling of....of...power."

"Well babes you're the most powerful thing I've ever seen and a hot one," he winks.

I find myself leaning foward and I find him doing the same. After a few minutes we're kissing. He's nibbling at my bottom lip and I gleefully let him in. Our tounges explore each other's mouthes as we fight for freedom. 

As we finally pull away breathlessly we look at each other with this look of pure seducation. I chug down the last beer as I see him putting something on the counter, "what's that?"

"Cocaine," he smirks as he pecks my lip. Cocaine? 

"What for?" I ask.

"Snorting," he answers like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

I shurg, "okay. I used to do this alllll the time."

"All the time?"

"All the time babes, you were there for the end of it."

"I like the sound of that."

"What?"

"Babes." 

I start to line up cocaine and when it's all done I turn to Micah, "wanna go first babes or shall I?"

"I haven't seen you in forever, I wanna see what you got," he nods. "You first."

"Thanks," I smile as put my finger on the right side of my nods and snort the cocaine it burns until it settles in and the high sets in. The rest of the night we made-out, snorted cocaine, dirty danced, smoked weed, drank beer, and smoked cigarettes.
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I wake up in an unfamiliar bed with my heels and tights off. My white shirt and teal skirt are stained with beer, vomit, ashes, lipstick, and make-up. My bra, panties, jewlery, and scarf are nowhere to be found.My head is pounding and it reeks like alcohole and weed. I sit up with a pounding headache and an upset stomach. I look next to me to see Micah. Micah? Why is he here? I haven't seen him since my party days. Why do I smell so bad? Wait!

The tears well up in my eyes, "no. No.No.No.No." I cover my eyes with my hand as flashes of everything comes back to me. This is not happening.