Disclaimer: I don't own the OC.

A/N: I don't know if MAC and Bobbi Brown were around in the 80's/70's, but pretend with me, ok. And I don't own those either.

"I just have to change," Kirsten said "And then we can go,"

Julie nodded, but Kirsten's words went in one ear and out the other. She was just staring at Kirsten's house in complete and utter admiration.

Kirsten fiddled with her key until she unlocked the big oak door and pushed it open.

"Your house is really nice." Julie said as she looked inside. Kirsten's foyer was bigger than her entire house.

"Thanks," Kirsten said, placing her purse on the table. She seemed to be looking around for something, or someone.

"Kiki!" A voice suddenly called out from the other direction and a man made his way into the foyer. He had dark blonde hair and was wearing a suit.

"Shit." Kirsten muttered under her breath.

"Where have you been? I just got a call from a towing company saying that your car will be ready in three days."

"I was staying late at school. Big project. And my battery died when I was driving home." Kirsten quickly responded.

School? Big project? That wasn't what she had told her boyfriend. Julie thought to herself, standing awkwardly behind Kirsten.

Kirsten remembered that Julie was behind her and quickly introduced her to her father.

"This is Julie, she gave me a ride home." Kirsten said. Julie did a subtle wave, and said hello.

"I'm going to Alexa's soon," Kirsten said "I just need to change."

"Oh well, have a good time Kiki." He kissed her on the cheek, brushing past Julie without a second thought.

"Let's go," Kirsten said before she sprinted up the stairs, and down the hall that was decorated with paintings. One of the signatures on an abstract painting was Picasso.

When they reached Kirsten's room, they walked in, and Julie could almost feel her face turn green with envy. Kirsten's bed was bigger than her room. There was make up and perfume with labels like MAC and Bobbi Brown written on them.

"So," Julie started "Why did you lie to your dad?" Julie could never pass up a little gossip, even if it was from someone she barely knew.

"What are you talking about?" Kirsten said, pretending to act oblivious as she walked out of her closet.

"You told you dad that you were staying late at school. And I highly doubt you go to school in Riverside."

"Oh" Kirsten said, realizing Julie had noticed her lie. "My dad is kind of strict," She explained "He tries to keep me on a short leash. It's better if I kept some parts of my life private." She said as she opened a drawer, pulling out a yellow bathing suit.

"Do you want to borrow a bathing suit?" Kirsten asked Julie, eager to change the subject. Julie seemed like and intuitive girl. She didn't want her to figure out anything about her 'doctor's appointment'. "It's a beach party, so yeah."

"Sure" Julie replied

Kirsten motioned to the drawer and said, "Take whichever one you want" as she made her way into the bathroom to change.

As Julie slipped into Kirsten's bathing suit, even though it was made from the same material as the one bathing suit that she had at home, it felt different. Maybe it was because it was probably worth more than a whole week's worth of her outfits. Maybe it was because she was going to be wearing it to a beach party in Newport. Maybe it was because that tonight, she could finally be included in the lifestyles of the mega rich.

When they were both dressed, they headed down the stairs and out the front door.

"Bye dad!" Kirsten called as she slipped out of the house. "Can we take your car?" She asked, "Mine's kind of out of service."

Julie didn't want to show up at a Newport party in her mom's beat up Honda.

"Uhh, my car's almost out of gas." She lied. "Do you have another car we could take?" She said, knowing that her garage was probably filled with expensive automobiles.

"No, I'm planning on getting extremely drunk tonight. There's no way I'll drive one of my dad's cars home." Kirsten said, knowing alcohol was the only way to make her forget about her horrible day. "I'll pay for your gas…" Kirsten offered.

"Fine." Julie said, wondering what Kirsten would say when she saw that the car still had a half tank full.

They hopped back in the car and Kirsten told Julie the directions to Alexa's house. They drove until they reached a large beachside manse that was practically shaking from the loud music. Teens stood outside, slipping out of new, luxurious cars, each of them California tanned.

"Kirsten!" A brunette girl called out to Kirsten as she stepped out of the car. Julie, unsure of what to do trailed behind Kirsten as she walked up to the girl and gave her a hug.

"Hey Taryn" Kirsten said. "This is Julie"

"Hi!" Taryn squealed. "I'm Taryn"

"Hey," Julie said.

"Have you seen Jimmy?" Kirsten asked.

"Yeah, he's inside." Taryn said.

"Do you mind?" Kirsten asked Julie.

"No, go." Julie said, and Kirsten ran up the patio steps and into the house.

"So, I've never seen you before." Taryn said as she and Julie began to walk up the steps. "Do you go to Pacific?"

Julie had no idea where Pacific was, or what it was, but she assumed it was a school, so she replied, "Yeah."

"Oh, well pretty much everyone that's here goes to Harbor." Taryn said, "Are you an old friend of Kirsten's?" Taryn asked, curiously.

"No. Her car broke down by my house, she used my phone to call the tow truck." Julie said, not afraid to tell the truth, since this girl probably thought she was from Newport since she apparently went to 'Pacific'.

"Oh, fun!" Taryn said as she made her way over to the bar and poured herself a clear liquid – straight vodka, and then offered Julie a cup. Julie grabbed the red plastic, and then the bottle and let the drink fall into her cup. "Well, if there is one girl in Newport you want to be friends with, it's Kirsten Nichol."

Julie looked at Taryn, quizzically and said "Why?"

Taryn looked at her, surprised "Are you serious? Her dad is Caleb Nichol! He pretty much owns Newport." She began to explain, "They're like, the richest family in the whole town."

The richest family in all of Newport? Newport was like, the richest town ever. And Kirsten was the richest of them all? Wow.

"Really? I guess it just didn't.." Julie said, thinking of an excuse for not knowing the Nichol name. "Register, when she told me." She finished.

Julie looked around at the room while Taryn downed her drink. Girls clad in bikinis moved their bodies against different boys while music filled the room. She looked over to a small cluster of people in the center of the room, where Kirsten's arm was wrapped around a cute boy's waist, her other hand grasping a beer bottle.

"Is that Kirsten's boyfriend?" Julie asked, using her cup to motion towards the boy who Kirsten was next to.

"Yeah," Taryn answered, refilling her cup. "Jimmy Cooper. Aren't they so disgustingly cute?"

They both looked over to Kirsten and Jimmy, who were in the middle of a kiss.

"Yeah," Julie said, looking at the way Jimmy looked at Kirsten as she threw her head back in laughter. No one had ever looked at her that way before. "How long have they been dating?"

"Like, six months." Taryn said "Hey Ian!" Taryn waved a blonde boy over, and then whispered to Julie. "He is so ripped. He's got like a sixteen pack."

"This is Julie," Taryn said. "She's a friend of Kirsten's."

"I'm Ian…" He slurred, obviously already a little drunk. "And, you, are very hot."

Julie smiled, and Taryn whispered, "I'll leave you two alone…" And she winked and then walked away.

"Need a refill?" Ian asked, motioning to her cup.

Julie nodded, and Ian grabbed her cup, and poured some more Vodka inside.

"I've never seen you before." Ian said, "Now, I'd really like to see more of you."

Julie giggled, and took a drink. "You know, I've heard you have great abs." She said coyly. "I'd love to get a peak."

"Want to go upstairs?" Ian said, stroking her arm.

Julie replied yes, and began to follow him up the stairs.

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Kirsten was drunk. She had six beers and some vodka in the past three hours. She could barely stand up straight.

Julie, on the other hand, was suffering from a different kind of high. She and Ian had just walked out of one of the many guest bedrooms of the house, finishing their make out session.

It was midnight, and everyone was piling into cars, trying to find a way home.

Julie made her way over to where Kirsten was standing, hanging on to her boyfriend so she wouldn't fall down, chugging another beer.

"Kirsten?" Julie said, tapping him on the shoulder. "I'm going to go, do you want me to give you a ride home?"

Jimmy and Kirsten both spun around, as Kirsten accidentally spilt some beer on the carpet.

"Juuuuuuliiieeeee!" Kirsten slurred, as Jimmy added, "She's a little drunk. You're the girl who gave her a ride home, right?"

"Yeah," Julie said "I'm Julie"

"Jimmy" Jimmy replied as he awkwardly stuck out his hand. Julie returned the gesture by shaking it. "Do you think you can give her a ride home?" He asked. "I have a lot of people who want a ride from me, and if I can free up some room, that would be great."

"Sure," Julie answered, thinking about how nice this guy was being, and how he was trying to make sure everyone got a ride home safely.

"Thanks," Jimmy said before he walked over to Kirsten, who was now drunkenly talking to her other drunken friend.

"Hey Kirsten," He said, slipping his arms around her waist. "Julie's going to give you a ride home, but I'll call you tomorrow, okay?" He told her, knowing she wouldn't remember any of it the next morning.

They kissed, and then Kirsten stumbled over towards Julie, and they walked to the car.

Halfway through the car ride home, Kirsten turned to Julie and said, "Want to sleepover? It's like…" Kirsten racked her brain, trying to think of the time.

"Midnight?" Julie guessed.

"Yeah," Kirsten said. "But you have to be super quiet. You can't wake my dad up!" She gushed.

"Sure." Julie nodded, not taking her eyes off the road. "Okay."

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Kirsten and Julie tiptoed into the house and up the stairs, as Julie helped Kirsten walk, so she wouldn't crash into anything.

"Which one is your room?" Julie whispered.

Kirsten pointed at a door near the end of the hallway, and wrangled out of Julie's grasp and ran into her room, and into the bathroom, and threw up the contents of what she had eaten the night before.

Julie followed into the bedroom, not looking into the bathroom.

"Kirsten?" She said, her eyes focused on the window. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah" Kirsten said before throwing up once more. "You can sleep. I have a feeling that I'm going to be in here a while."

"Okay." Julie said, and she walked up to the bathroom and shut the door so she wouldn't have to fall asleep watching Kirsten toss her cookies. "Night."

Julie changed back into her clothes from earlier, and crawled into Kirsten's bed. This had definitely been an interesting night. She finally felt like she was living a life she could get used to. And that thought was sure to give her enough good thoughts to block out the sound of Kirsten's vomit.

A/N: So tell me what you think…I'm not that good at writing drunk people, haha. So, please review!