The first time I saw him I was at a party and he was so pissed drunk that he fell on his face in front of me.

Allie's P.O.V.

"Its going down for real!"

I jumped, jamming to the beat. Even though Ed Sheeran is my first love, I quite like this song and I continued dancing to it, shaking my hips, getting the attention of a couple guys. I winked at them and continued my dance. One of them was so bold as to come up to me.

"Hey, baby," he shouted. "Are those space pants, because your ass is out of this world!"

"Nope!" I answered, enjoying the confused look on his face. "These are softball pants, because this ass it out of your league!"

With that, I left, grabbing my beer from a table as the tightly packed sweaty bodies and the blasting music made me thirsty. I found a wall and leaned against it. My beer was flat. Ew.

I casually took a sip of my beer, quite content to stay where I was and watch the party go on. People were getting beer from a keg, were doing body shots, people were playing beer long, basically, if it involved alcohol, people were doing it.

Seems legit.

After all, this is a college party. If people weren't doing these things, I'd be a little concerned.

I adjusted my glasses on my nose. It seems strange to wear glasses to a party and it kind of is(I'd actually broken a pair at party but that was another story) but I'm blind as a bat without them and contacts hurt my eyes.

Deciding to get more beer, I hoisted myself off the wall where I was leaning and started pushing my way through the dancing crowd.

Some guy stepped on me and I shouted,"Hey, watch where you're going, asshole!"

"Sorry, couldn't see you pipsqueak," he smirked at me.

I promptly bit my thumb at him(its Romeo and Juliet you uncultured fucks) and turned on my heel.

I pushed through people and fit through gaps only a five foot zero person could fit through. Finally, I found myself in front of the keg. As I was getting more beer, someone bumped into me, making me slosh some beer over the side of my cup onto my hand. I grimaced at this and tried to wipe it off on my jeans.

"Hey shorty, want to do some shots?" Someone yelled at me.

I turned around and smiled. "Yeah, sure, let's do it."

When I got closer to him and a group of other people clumped arou d a table, he gestured to it.

"Lay down," he instructed.

I raised my eyebrows. "What now?"

"Lay down," he repeated himself. At my still confused look he smirked. "Oh, did I forget to tell you? They're body shots."

I shrugged. "Alright." Without hesitation, I hopped up on the table and made myself comfortable. Unlike some other sluts here, I was wearing akinny jeans and a tank top, because, you know, the sweat.

"Excellent," the guy grinnned and then turned and shouted into the crowd, "Hey Luke! Get your ass over here!"

A guy stumbled his way over to us and tripped, falling flat on his face. I rolled my eyes as the group of people around me were crying with laughter. If this guy was this drunk, I'm not sure I want him near my body.

The guy got up and finally made his was to the group.

"Sup guys?" He slurred.

"We found someone for you to take body shots off of," some guy in a snapback said.

The guy's eyes fell on me. "Hey," he greeted me.

I smiled at him. "Sup?"

He got closer, so close I could smell the alcohol on him and I tensed up, not knowing what this drunk guy was gonna do.

"What's your name, pretty girl?" he whispered surprisingly clearly, tilting his head slightly.

"Allie," I answered. "What's yours, drunk boy?"

"Luke," he named himself.

"Well, Luke, are we gonna do some body shots or what?"

A slow smirk spread across his face. "Body shots!" He yelled.

Slightly smirking, I pulled up the bottom of my tank top, keeping it gathered just below my boobs( hey, these were thirsty, horny drunk boys, there's no way in hell I'm taking my shurt completely off.).

Slowly, Luke kissed his way down my stomach, starting from where my tank top ended and down towards my belly button. He was sloppy, making those horrible slurping noises as he went down. There was too much tongue; its like he was licking my stomach rather than kissing it. He reached the shot and tilted it back, downing it. He removed it from his lips with a loud smack.

"Thanks, babe," he smirked.

"Anytime, drunkie," I replied, hoping off the table and pulling my shirt down.

As I was walking off, I heard him shout, "Wait!"

I turned around to see him following me. He came to a halt a few feet in front of me.

"Yes?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"I lost my number, can I have yours?" He asked, smirking slightly.

I snorted. "You're going to have to do better than that," I turned around again but Luke stopped me.

"Well, I figured it was better than saying, 'hey, you're hot, let's fuck,'" he argued.

"You're right, your incredicly cheesy, by the way, pick up line was better than let's fuck," I agreed.

"So let's fuck then!" Luke suggested.

I let out a short laugh.

"How about... no."

"C'mon babe," he whined.

I paused for a second, pretending to consider it before taking a step closer to Luke, putting a hand on his chest and standing on my tiptoes to whisper in his ear. "Well, if you're lucky..." I trailed off and Luke shivered under my touch. "You'll get nothing," I chuckled and left him standing in shock behind me.

Cocky bastard.

...

Apparently that Luke guy was pretty popular, because today in between classes a slut named Kaylee came stomping up to me in six inch heels.

"What were you doing with Luke last night?" She demanded, putting her hands on her hip.

I sighed, not even looking up at her as I turned a page in my textbook. "Why, you jealous the guys go after the prettier ones?" I taunted.

Kayle spluttered with rage but I wasn't done.

"Honestly, you might be pretty if you didn't wear eighty kilos of makeup," I said.

"Kilos?" She asked, like the dumb bitch she was. "This is America!"

"Well duh, I knew that, I'm not stupid like you," I said. "Sue me, I'm Australian," I waved an airy hand in her direction. "Now go away, I'd like to breathe without choking on the scent of your nasry perfume."

Kaylee, having no words stomped off, throwing a little bitch fit as I thought of that guy Luke.

I laughed out loud at the mere thought of him.

If he was so popular with the ladies, he'd have to do better than cheesy pick up lines.

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Heyyyy guys this is the first chapter of Sassy!  I'm honestly so excited, you have no idea. Sorry its a little short, but its as many words as my other chapters so idk.... 

But anyway, k can hear the comments now yes, I know they broke up but I had the idea for their story since like chapter 12 of Anxiety Attack and I really wanted to write ir so here it is! I hope you guys like it just as much as Anxiety Attack, and hugs and kisses to you all!

Love ya!

-T A Y L O R