4

I try to sleep but the music is so loud I can’t even close my eyes. I literally feel my heart beating with the base of the song.

I look at the window and I see some guys smoking by the cars, the guy John is standing with them. He looks up to my window and I drop to the ground, hiding myself. Why am I hiding myself? I crawl on the ground to my door then I stand up straight.

I can now hear how loud the music actually is. Oh my god how can people even hear each other in this noise. My ear drums might just burst.

I walk down the stairs and the music get louder. All I’m going to do is get a drink and leave, it’s the least I could do as a host too. I get the view of the living room and there is people everywhere. Some are making out while some are dancing. I look around I stop Mike with two other guys and one of them is John. Wait a damn minute, didn’t I just see John outside, how did he get inside so fast.

I notice that the are all drinking something. I feel completely out of place. This is not the type of place I stay in. It’s not my type of party but drinking is my type of fun. It helps me forget that I can even feel.

I squeeze myself through the crowd so that I can get to the kitchen. I reach the kitchen, I grab a bottle of desporato, kvant, coke and a glass.

“Are you trying to kill yourself?” Someone says from behind me, startling me. I turn to see John, Jesus Christ I see this man everywhere today, are you trying to torture me?

“No, I just like things that kick in fast.” I say while I mix the drinks together.

“Oh can you pour me one?” He asks in excitement. I nod while giving him a polite smile. I pour him a glass then I proceed to walk away. He grabs my hand stopping me. ”Where you going?” He asks.

“To my room.” I respond.

“Why? Let’s drink it together.” He says. I laugh at is comment in amusement.

“Are you dumb? Like hell will I drink with you. This shit kicks in fast. One glass and you are gone. I would like to do that in the safety of my room.” I explain to him while I turn to walk away. While I walk I feel someone following me. I turn to see John with a smile on his face. “Why you following me?”

“I said let’s drink together. I really don’t mind where and I also have a question?” He asks. I stop walking and I turn to look at him.

“What is it?” I ask him.

“Why do you have a room?” He asks.

”I am Mike’s stepsister.” I say and his mouth hangs open.

”To say the truth that is some shocking new that I probably won’t remember tomorrow to please tell me that again tomorrow.” He says.

“Okay whatever.” I say. “And Mike is calling you.” I lie to him. He turns to where Mike was and sighs.

“Okay. I’m going. Have fun drinking by yourself.” He says while giving me a warm smile. Did he notice I was lying? While he walks way I chugs down the glass in one go. I turn and walk away.

The room suddenly goes silent while the front door opens making me stop walking. I turn to the door hoping it’s not the cops but with this loud music it probably is.

The door opens to reveal Oscar walking in. The music continues while every girl in the party walks up to him. I turn to continue my journey.

I enter room and drink my drink in one go. It kicks in at once. I lay on my bed and look at the ceiling. I watch the ceiling move in different sides. Different side? Does that even make sense? You know what? I don’t even care? It’s just funny to watch. I laugh loudly while staring at the ceiling.

“Ava!” I hear someone shout. I look at the sound and see Oscar at my door.

“What are you doing here? The party is down stairs.” I tell him in a high voice.

“Well I came to this party to give you company but it looks like you are already entertaining yourself.” He says while he walks up to my glass sideways and grabs it while leaning to the side.

“I am more fun than anyone here. And why do you keep walking side ways?” I ask him.

”I am not walking side ways. You are just drunk.” He says while he walks up to me. I nod at his response with a smile on my face.

He sits on the bed next to me.

“So can I ask you a question and promise me you will tell me the true?” He asks, making me worry.

“It depends.” I tell him while I lay my head on his shoulder because I feel dizzy.

“What is your favorite memory?” He asks while he strokes my hair. A smile creeps on my face while I look at him. I move to his thighs to get me comfortable.

“It was when my mom and dad were still together. They took me to the carnival. There was so many rides to go to; the Ferris wheel, roller coaster and many others. We all went on rides together and we were all happy; after we finished riding the rides we went to get som cotton candy and that’s was how the day ended.” I explain to him. He strokes my head putting me to sleep. My eye lids are getting heavy and I can’t even keep them open anymore.

“Why that memory?” He ask.

“Because it was the only time in a long time that I have felt alive, like I could breath again. It is also the last memory I have had with my mom. I like remembering he smile.” I explain to him sleepily. My eyes are starting to close and I just let them be while I keep remembering that kind.