SOBER

She could feel everything around her spinning. She could see everything and everyone fading away slowly. "So who's it gonna be dancer?" The man asked looking into Siana's face with a smirk.

He had to be crazy. Why would she want to leave with any of them, she wasn't that stupid or couldn't be that stupid. She had to have a little of her senses intact. "Buy- buy me... drinks first," she shouted fighting the words out. Was this girl that stupid?! Who accepts an invite like that?!

The man smiled then went over to greet the other man. "Look like I got this one," he said pulling him in after a hand shake. Siana stood there half blinded by alcohol staggering from side to side wondering what was going on. This wasn't her spot anymore. She was dying to use the bathroom anyway. She staggered out of the men's reach and slowly made her way to the bathroom.

She kicked the door open and entered to be met by Kathy's tired face. "Siana I thought I told you to stay out there?" She asked yanking onto her arm. "Where's Chris?" She asked continuously yanking onto her arm as if she was a stubborn kid.

Siana flashed her hands off and entered one of the stalls. She pulled down her underwear and relaxed her bladder as the sound of pee trickling into the toilet spread through her head echoing nonstop. She listened as the sound of Kathy's heels clanked hard on the ground impatiently waiting on her to exit drowned out the echoing in her head.

In no time Siana was finished and felt a little better. She exited and went up to the pipe, washed her hands and gazed at her blurry face in the mirror with quite giggles. They both exited and met up with Christopher and Annie who were waiting at the exit. Siana was filled with cold sweats.

She was dying to sleep, she was drained. Why did she even went that far to drink that much? She knew her limits yet still went over it. How cruel. The drive back home was way too quite with Siana sleeping in the back seat of the car. It felt awkward. No one wanted to touch that topic.

Annie sat on Siana’s couch looking around feeling awkward. "Did she really kiss him?" She finally managed to ask looking into Kathy's face with Siana's head rested on her leg.

Kathy couldn't hold it in any more. As long as Siana didn't know what she did, what could it hurt? She looked at Christopher's relaxed face as he kept focus gazing out into space. Kathy burst out laughing unable to hold it in anymore.

"For fucks sake, she kissed him even though she was told he was gay," she shouted, "And she has a boyfriend." She ended her sentence with her hand over her mouth trying to hide the fact that she was laughing uncontrollable.

Both Annie’s and Christopher’s faces froze for a second. "She does?!" Christopher's and Annie’s faces lit up as the same question slipped their lips. The surrounding was filled with awkward silence once more as the two girls watched Christopher's expression. Kathy allowed her words to slip once more. This would all soon blow up in her face once more.

Kathy and Annie watched as Christopher laid Siana on the bed and turned off the lights. "What’s the time?" Christopher asked looking at his watch. "It's two A.M," Annie replied. It was too late for anyone to go home, tonight would have to be a sleep over night, something they all hated. No one would like to be around Siana the next morning when she finally sobers up but none of them really had a choice.

Siana woke up to the sound of whispers and the extreme lighting of the sun slowly blinding her vision. She slowly eased up from the bed and began looking around. She grabbed her head at a sudden sharp pain that hit her.

"That bad huh?" Kathy’s voice whispered. She looked up to find Kathy standing at the door with a cup in her hand, steam blowing from the cup along with the scent of fresh coffee filling her taste buds.

“Here,” Kathy said handing her the cup filled with fresh coffee and a bottle of pain killers as she laid her beat up body next to her.

Siana’s felt as if she was hit hard in the head by a hammer by someone that was aiming to knock her out. She grabbed the bottle of pills from Kathy’s hand, opened it and swallowed one followed by couple sips of water to wash it down.

She made a loud sigh and smiled.

“So you wanna tell me all the shitty things I did last night?” she asked with her hands in her lap awaiting a respond.

The morning sun glazed upon the coffee cup and flickered on her face as she laid on the bed laughing with her best friend listening to all the bizarre things her best friend whispered in her ear filling her stomach with giggles and butterflies at every description of all the cute guys she talked with that night. She watched in amaze as the flashing lights flickered from the screen before her eyes and at the sight of every majestic move her flimsy body made. Who was this girl on the screen?

If Kathy hadn't managed to caught it on camera there was no way she would believe something as crazy as that. The person that stood on the screen wasn't recognizable she had no idea who that was. It couldn't have been her. It was sun set to her eyes seeing how amazing she was whenever she was drunk, seeing all the things she was capable of doing and how amazing she was. She was a swan dancing at the rhythm of its own heartbeat.

The room was filled with beautiful sounds of laughter with a hint of regret until it was drowned out by a sudden knock at the door. Who could it be at this time of the morning?