Casey looked around the room. Her friends were having a great time. She really didnt understand what was so fun about being drunk and looking like a complete idiot.

She watched Emily almost fall over for the 5th time, Not including the 3 times she actually DID fall.

(CASEYS POV)

Derek caught her before she hit the ground though. Sally says its the wrost when its your first time.

Sally is like, some type of GOD to Emily. She'll do whatever she says. I never really talk to her, though. I can tell shes drunk, but not looking nearly as stupid as Emily. I'm watching her stumble closer to me, I have to admit, I'm a little nervous. She could be nice, but, I never really gave her a chance.

"Want one?" She asked, holding up a bottle of beer.

I looked down, Thinking, What should I say? A part of me wants to, The other part doesnt. I have to go home tonight. My parents would smell it on my breath.

She must have known what I was thinking...

"You can crash here, So your parents dont know." She said, holding out the bottle closer to me.

I sigh and take the bottle. This better be worth it.

She laughs at me as I hurt my self trying to get the cap off. I pretend to laugh too. God, I couldnt look any more stupid.

She takes it from me and opens it, like she has done it a million times. I'm sure she has. She handed it back to me, I wanted to think twice, But I had no time, it was already sliding down my throat.

It was gross, What fun did they find it drinking that shit?
She sat there and smiled as I pretended to like it. Ugh, Second sip, Here we go.

By the forth sip, it wasnt half bad.

By the second bottle, It was actually pretty good.

By the fourth bottle, I looked like Emily.

I was loud, yelling for no reason, and Flirting with my fucking step brother, The one I hated.

I laughed at every stupid thing he said. Even if it wasnt funny.

It was only Me, Sam, Sally, Derek, and Emily. But it seemed like a party, They were so loud.

"Shut the fuck up, God." I yelled.

Derek just laughed. "What?" They were so loud, My ears hurt.

"Their not loud at all, Case." He shook his head and smiled as everybody staried at me. Sam laughed.

"Sorry." I slurded out.

I held up my bottle and yelled,

"I'd like to make a toast!" Why was I acting like this? Ha, I'm so wasted.

"To..." I looked around, trying to find something to toast to.

I looked out the window and all I could see was a row of white houses.

"To white houses!" I yelled.

"Yea!...?" They all yelled back, Taking a sip of their drink.

Emily was laying on the floor.

Passed out.

"Emilys fucking done!!" I yelled, with laughter filling the room.

"Yous both gotta go now." Sally said to the guys, Sluring on every word.

"What?? Why??" Obviously Derek wanted to stay.

"Cus, I'm tired as shit, Arent you, Case?" She looked at me, I wasnt, at all, But I guess I was supposed to say I am.

"Yea." I said, not wanting it to end yet.

Derek rolled his eyes. "Fine." He turned his head to me.

"Wanna ride home?" His face was serious. I was surprised. I normally had to ask for a ride, and even then, he would get mad.

"Na, I'm sleeping over." I shook my head. I dont trust him to drive.

I turn to Sally.

"I dont want him to drive, Hes drunk." She laughed.

"You should talk..." I laughed. Suddenly, I was extremely tired. It was hard to hold my eyes open.

"I need a bed." I say, grabbing my head.

"Told you that you would pass out sooner or later." Sally said, trying to keep me from falling over.

"I'll take her." Derek picked me up. As I felt my legs left from the ground I laughed, but it was a tried laugh.

He was walking down the hall, I had no clue where he was going. I closed my eyes.

Within seconds, I fell asleep.

(END OF POV)

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(DEREKS POV)

As I'm carring her to Sally's room, which I've been a million times, I'm watching her slowly pass out, Unlike Emliy who passed out pretty quick.

I kick the door open because I have my hands full. Ha. Casey actually looks kinda cute. No, thats the beer talkin. No fucking way do I think shes cute, Although, She was flirting with me earlier, But that was probably the beer to.

I put her down on the bed and walk away, slowly shuting the door behind me. I actually feel pretty bad for her as I think about what tomorrow morning will be like.

I guess I should call our parents and tell them were gonna be out.

(END OF POV)

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Derek walked back into Sally's living room. He had to admit, he was extremely jealous, Sally was the only one of his friends who had thier own place.

But Sally wasnt excactly a friend.

Her and Derek would 'spend the night' with eachother every now and then.

Sex really ment nothing to ethier of them.

Casey was always saying sex was something that is supposed to be beautiful, with love, and mean something.

Sally and Sam tried as hard as they could to get Emily onto the couch, but it was harder than it looked.

Derek laughed and helped them out.

Once she was on there, Sam crashed on the floor and Derek steped out front to call thier parents, He looked at his phone, the time was 1:03 AM. They were probably fliping out.

He stood there for a while, Trying to think of an excuse.

He whispered to him self,

"Casey got sick so Sally told her to stay.." He shook his head. "No."

"Me and Sam got in a fight and we had to make up, So now I'm spending the night at his house..." He shook his head agian.

He heard the door open and saw Sally step out.

"We lost track of time and the girls fell asleep, and your gonna go over Sam's place for the night." She said.

"Thanks." He smiled and dialed his house number.

"DEREK?? WHERE ARE YOU AND CASEY??" He heard Nora flip out on the other end.

"Nora, I'm sooooooo sorry. We lost track of time, And The girls fell asleep. I'm at Sam's house I'm going to spend the night, and Casey's already alseep at Sally's."

Derek heard Nora sigh on the other line.

"You guys had me worried sick... I expect you home at 5:30 tomorrow, no later."

"Ok." Derek didnt even say bye, he just hung up the phone and turned to Sally.

"Casey's gotta be home by 5:30 tomorrow, Make sure you tell her." He turned around and started to walk down the steps.

"Where are you going?" Sally asked him, not wanting him to drive.

"The beach." Derek triped on one of the steps and fell down the rest.

Sally laughed as hard as she could.

"Your so fucking drunk, Come on, Your sleeping here."