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Chapter 12 – Kissing A Drunk Girl

Selena had been dragged to this stupid party by her best friend. She didn't know why… she could have sworn that they were all meant to be mortal enemies with this bitch. Hadn't she done something that they all hated her for recently? Miley was always doing something that made her look better. She was slowly taking over and before she knew it she would totally be in the queen position while Miley was crying herself to sleep back on the farm in Nashville like the hillbilly that she was. She would have Nick and she would have all her fans and it would be like she had never even existed. Her face would be all over the newsstands while poor Miss Miley's TV show would be one of those shows that people cringed about once they grew up. It was gonna be amazing.

But why the heck did her best friend want her to go to this stupid party? When she'd agreed she'd thought it would be for some kinda of ambush on Miley's career or to taunt her and steal all her friends. She hadn't thought that when she'd arrive Demi would be laughing and joking with the new couple Mandy and Joe, while Nick ignored her and that later on Miley and Demi would be alone together going on Big Thunder Mountain a couple of dozen times after becoming what seemed to be best friends. It was exhausting just thinking about the bipolar nature of all these people… was it just her that found it difficult?

Thank god for the bottle of vodka she'd brought with her…

"Hey dude can I get a root bear or something…?"

She turned from her space at the bar to look at the young man who was once Miley's boyfriend. She smiled and shook her head. He was yet another victim of the Miley Cyrus Virus.

She watched as he took the diet coke from the waiter and began to drink from it slowly. He sighed and rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingers as she shook his head.

"Tough night?" she asked, her words slurring a little.

He looked around at her and smiled. He shook his head, "A little hard going…" he nodded, "But that's about it…"

She smiled and looked to see if the waiter was still at the other end of the bar serving a group of Miley's friends. With a smile and a very innovative thought, she stood up from the stool she carefully sat and stumbled closer to the one next to the ex-boyfriend of her enemy. He helped her as she struggled to get onto the stool with her own glass of "coke" and her four inch heels and she smiled to him almost collapsing onto the bar.

"Would you like some vodka?" she asked showing him the bottle.

He smiled and at that moment the thought of having to deal with a drunk girl seemed easier than having to deal with looking like the idiot who failed to keep a hold of Miley at twenty seemed easier. The fact that both things would be easier while possessing a blood stream filled with alcohol seemed even easier to his simple mind. It could make things better if he was careful about it.

He nodded and she inconspicuously poured him a generous glug of the liquid into the half empty coke glass he'd been drinking from.

"Cheers…" she said holding up her glass.

He smiled and hit his glass against hers.

"Cheers"

"I don't know why I'm here…" she mumbled, "Ya know…? I was dragged here by my best friend so we could hang out and ride the rides together… but she's walked off with her other friends… ya know?"

He nodded. They were both drunk and occupying one of the small backstage rooms that had been set up for the stars when they needed a break from the fans that were running around Disneyland trying to find them. The room was at the edge of the park and no other star had been in the room in the two hours they had sat there, missing Miley's performance and laughing about how stupid they were for thinking they were meant to be part of this escapade. They didn't fit it.

"Miley asked me to come… I was meant to be going on stage or something…" he slurred, "But I don't care… I don't need to be seen doing my thing to become famous… Billy Ray's got that covered for me… he's been telling people all about how I'm gonna be great… I don't even think he's heard me sing my best yet?"

"Do you have a best compared to what you sing like now?" she asked. Her legs were swung over his lap, her dress rose up her thigh and his hand rested on her bare skin as they drunk the rest of the alcohol, slowly reaching the bottom already so far past sobriety that it was doubtful that they would find it again… at least not for the next few days…

Justin snorted, "No…"

She cackled with laughter and he soon followed her, "Is that the only reason you were with Miley?"

He laughed and shook his head, "Kinda… not really… she was sometimes really good company and she had loads of really hot friends…" he smiled and moved closer to her, "Kinda like you…"

Selena smiled and mirrored his move closer to her until their noses were touching.

"Sometimes I wish I could just run away and be done with all this stuff for a couple of days…"

"Where would you run?" he asked his hand caressing her sides absent-mindedly.

"Tijuana…" she smiled with a laugh.

Justin smiled and rubbed his nose against her, "We should run away together…" her hand was gripping his arm as she dropped her glass onto the floor, "Make a weekend of it… have as much fun as this…"

Selena smiled, "Really?"

"Yeah…" he nodded, his eyes beginning to falter him, "Totally…"

"Promise…?"

His hand curled around her neck and began to pull her to him, "Promise."

As the alcohol cursed through their veins, incapacitating their senses and making them act like they had never acted before, there was only one thing left for them to do and that was for them to seal their promise and their stupidity with a kiss.

A/N: To be continued…

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