Yeah, so this is my first story ever, and i'd love feed back. Its actually In Carmen's point of view and its a spashely story. Its something very different and this is just an intro but you should at least read two or three chapters after this to get the feel of it. Its kind of angsty, kind of funny, but its pretty true to some peoples personal stories. I think You'll like it.

Have you ever looked back at something and realized how much of a defining moment it was or still is in your life? Today I did just that, and last night was pretty epic.

( last night )

So we're sitting at our usual spot; this big sitting area between a liquor store and a dairy queen. Its got a few benches and a couple of tree's, its good enough for us chill in. Its about six pm now and we're just talking, hanging out, and waiting until the creepers show up. At about 7:30pm drunk guys start walking into the liquor store and we ask them to buy us alcohol, we call them the creepers because they usually look like pedophiles… and buy sixteen and seventeen year olds alcohol. We do this a lot. Especially since its summer, we're doing this like 5 times a week, and it takes less than an hour to get someone to buy booze for us. We drink as often as we can, and as heavily as we can. We drink because we're teenagers, we drink to have fun, we drink to forget, we drink to remember, we drink to let loose, we drink because we're feeling good, we drinking because we're breaking down, we drink because we're bored, we drink because we have issues, but over all we drink to feel good. We're teenagers trying to figure out who we are and what we're about. It's a difficult process and instead of crying about it we drink.

" You guys have got to stop smoking, you're killing your lungs and its not attractive" I say coughing from the lack of oxygen.

"You smoke weed, its fucking worse than cigarettes!" and there goes Aiden thinking he has a point. Okay, yes I do smoke weed, but why would I smoke something stupid like cigarettes? You don't even get high… where is the fun?

" Yeah, so don't give us that bullshit argument about how weed is good for you because you're ruining your body just as much as us" Kim is only half right when she says because I've googled this shit.

" No, no, no, see I've researched this and weed can even help ADD, you can google that shit." They all start laughing at me because they know I'm the type of person that actually would have looked up the benefits of marijuana. Honestly, I don't even smoke that often, I just like knowing unnecessary facts about drugs because druggie girls are damn hot and if I can make a good impression on one by saying " Dro is gross, you should hit up some kush" then I feel like a badass. Weed is weed to me. I can't tell the difference, I just smoke to feel better. And that's what I'm going to do tonight because I feel so alone. I'm going to get high to feel good and drink to shake the loneliness I feel building up before I break down and cry. Let's trade those tears for tequila and get drunk tonight.

My friends are trying to find the creepers now and I'm sitting on this bench alone, its almost metaphorical how I'm here alone. And It kind of sucks ass because I know while I'm here just wishing someone would hold me, I know someone who doesn't even have to ask. People just flock to her. She's a trainwreck just like me only she's a cold hearted bitch, and I'm just a good person who's kindness goes unappreciated. She has everyone she needs, I've got close to nothing. We hate each other. I'm an amazing friend to her and she treats me like shit, but at the end of the day we need each other because she needs to know someone will always be there, and I need to feel needed. You'd be surprised we actually get along sometimes. Oh, Ashley, you really are the root of a lot of my problems. You steal my friends, turn girls I like against me, and I really don't know why girls think you're hot.

Fuck Ashley. Aiden just got the hook up on some vodka. It's time to get shitfaced.

I wonder If Spencer drinks? Maybe I should call her tonight, her smile is enough to make me feel better...

I went through and fixed some mistakes like spelling erros and gramatical crap, but if I missed anything you can just tell me because I hate that shit. Its annoying when you read a story and you're like " wow, you couldn't fucking spell bench right?" so i'll fix it if you point it out. And leave me feedback I love it.