Guess who is back, humans? That's right, ME, celestialwhisperer! You all know how people never actually accomplish their New Year's resolutions? Yeah…

Anyway, I'm sorry for the delay, but I have a very busy social life, believe it or not. And right now my school is doing this weird new testing thing, so I've been studying my butt off for it. Ugh.

If you haven't noticed, I've begun quite a lot of new stories, so prepare for floods of updates (if not floods than at least ponds).

Now for our feature presentation…

Max sighed. This night could not get much worse.

She had gone to her friend Nudge's party expecting to have a good time and under-aged drinking, but she instead wound up playing a spin-the-bottle-seven-minutes-in-heaven game (and if you don't know what either of those are, Google it).

Nudge was first to spin the bottle, and she ended up spending seven minutes in a closet with some guy named Tony.

After seven minutes was up, the closet door was opened to reveal a blushing Nudge and a smirking Tony. After the group had finished mercilessly teasing them, they all sat down in a circle and proceeded with the game.

It was soon Max's turn to spin, and though she thoroughly objected to it, she eventually gave into peer pressure and spun the empty Coke bottle as hard as she could.

The mouth of the bottle spun past guy after guy, before finally stopping to point at a guy who had introduced himself as Nick. He wore a black t-shirt and black jeans, and his black hair was swept over one eye. He swore silently and stood up shakily, brushing off his jeans and staring lazily at Max, sizing her up.

A giddy Nudge led the two to the closet before pushing them in and locking the door.

Max clumsily stumbled into Nick but quickly righted herself, moving as far away from him as she could in the small closet (which was like two inches). She moved her gaze from his chest to his face, to see that a light blush had dusted over his face as he stared down at her. That gave her the courage to say something.

"Nudge will never let us out if she doesn't think we're doing something. She has like, a sixth sense or something."

"Yeah," Nick agreed after a moment. "I figured that much."

"So…" Max trailed off suggestively.

"If we do something," he slowly said. "Let's agree it doesn't mean anything. And when we get out, we act like it was nothing, even if it was something."

Even if it was something.His words echoed in Max's head.

"Deal." Max said with finality.

Nick stared at her for a moment before leaning in closer and putting one hand on her hip and one that rested on her shoulder, pulling her closer to him.

In turn, Max wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him down to her level. This was followed by another moment of staring before Nick leaned down and captured her lips with his, fitting her mouth to his.

The gentleness of the kiss surprised Max, but she thoroughly enjoyed it. He tasted of chocolate and mangoes and something else entirely just described as Nick (cliché, I know, sue me).

Just as she thought he would pull away, he again surprised her by slipping his tongue in her mouth, making Max gasp, but she instantly wanted more. She pressed on further, moving her hands from his neck to his chest, letting her hands roam the flat clothed planes.

Nick was enjoying this as much as Max was. Her hands felt like heaven on his chest, and her kissing skills were incredible. He was almost sad that this would mean nothing.

Things then got quickly heated.

Max pressed herself against his body, wanting more, more, more.

Nick gave a short growl and released her mouth reluctantly. He moved his mouth down to her pulse point, sucking and biting.

Max let out a soft moan, but Nick wanted more, more, more.

He licked and sucked harder, making her moans louder and louder and her hands grip his hair.

The pair were suddenly interrupted but the sound of the door being unlocked from the outside.

They quickly jumped apart, straightening out their clothes and patting down unkempt strands of hair.

Nudge threw open the door, grinning.

"How was it?" she asked.

"It was cool. We just chatted." Nick replied coolly.

"Oh really?" Nudge scoffed, disbelief evident in her voice.

"Yup." Nick replied, pushing past Nudge to the living room.

Max followed him with her head down, slowly sitting down across from him in the circle of teens.

"This game is lame," Nudge complained. "It's basically how far a guy can get with a girl in seven minutes while the rest of us just sit here like idiots."

Tony suddenly jumped up. "Wait a second; let me grab something from my car!"

He returned a few moments later lugging a giant cooler behind him. Tony dramatically threw the top off as everyone gathered around.

"Oh, sweet!"

"Damn man, that's some loot."

"All…those…bottles…"

Max leaned over the heads of a couple of guys from her senior class; a short dude name Gazzy who had some serious gas problems and his best friend Iggy, who was blind, but was still able to find the most inappropriate places to touch a girl.

The cooler was full of all different types of alcohol: tequila, vodka, a bottle of red wine, and two cases of beer.

After a minute of gaping at the cooler, a hand shot out and grabbed a beer. Max looked up to see that the hand belonged to no one other than Nick, who smirked at all of them before taking a sip.

"Drink up."

So this story is to make up for not updating for a bit, and I'm not sure if I want to make this think a multi-chapter or keep this as a oneshot. Oh well.

See y'all next time!

-celestialwhisperer