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Leah's POV

I met Jake after work. It became a daily thing. We went to the liquor store and sat outside, drinking 40's in paper bags and smoking cigarettes. I was pretty trashed when I started revealing.

"I've come to my senses that I've become senseless, ya know," My speech was becoming slurred. "I could give you lesson on how to ruin your friendships."

"Please, I'm the king of catastrophes!" Jake scoffed. "I'm my own worst enemy."

I scrunched my eyebrows. "I could be an expert on co-dependency. Ha, I could write the best book on underage tragedy!"

This became an all-out 'who has it worst' war.

"You kidding? I've been sleeping nightly one my best friends kitchen floor!"

I cracked up. "Why don't you sleep on the couch, loser?"

He frowned. "Its taken."

I muffled my laughter. Oh gosh, he was just too funny. I finally stopped laughing. I went to blink and when my eyes were, Jacob kissed me! Somewhere inside me, my lust for Jacob shone through. I kissed me back. Maybe it was the alcohol or the honesty traded between us, but I kissed him back. Damn, he was a good kisser. I kissed him some more. He laughed, his lips still on mine. I pulled away. We looked at each other and started laughing our asses off.

I really liked Jake. He was a cool kid.

Jacob's POV

When I made out with Leah, I kept thinking back to when we were little, running along the same curb we were now making out on. I started cracking up. I was really starting to like Leah.

"So how much did you make today?"

She took the envelope out of her pocket and opened it. "$190.00, ye-hah!"

"So how much in our "Let's get the fuck outta here" account?"

"Like $230.00."

"Is that enough?"

"Naw. Hotels are like $60 a night."

"Fuuuuuckkkkk."

Will I EVER get out of here?!

"Lets go home, loser." She stumbled up and reached for my hand.

"Aight, homeslice."

Leah's POV

I dragged Jake to my apartment. I think. I couldn't really remember. I was tired as fuck and Jacob was complaining that he was too. I led him to my bedroom and let him have the bed.

"Nooo. You sleep in your ooown beeed!" He tried to get up.

"Yoou are my gueest!" I protested, slurring my words.

"Sleeep with mee."

I dove into the bed.
Oh God, I was drunk.

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