When I Come Around, chapter 2
I finally got back to my place, it's not the best thing you will see but at least it's comfortable. I get my keys out and open the door. "Fuck...finally." A whole day of standing in a store by my self was finally over. I kick off my converse shoe by shoe. "What is there to eat?" I look through my fridge that was filled with bread and butter and there were some fruit scattered around. "This will do..." I pick up the apple. I walk over to the couch,sit and kick my feet up. I turn the T.V on and flick through the channels. "Nothing... Nothing... Nothing." There is NOTHING on here. I guess living in Bay Area isn't that exciting. I turned the T.V off and walk up the stairs to my room.
The phone rang. I quickly run back down the stairs and pick up the phone. "Hello?" I never get calls at this time of night.
"HELLOO... KELLYY, guess who tis this," Dianna slurred. I'm guessing she is at some party she crashed.
"Hello...Dianna." She would always ring me up when she was drunk. I found it funny half the time but other times it was just not that funny.
"KELL, KELL... You have to come to this partay... It's so boozed up..." In other words what she is saying is that she needs to get picked up.
"O.k Dianna... Where is this party?" She told me where it was. I locked the house and got my car keys and walked out the door. I hardly ever drive my car, i have hardly any petrol in it. So I only use it for emergancy. Ten minutes of driving and I reach the party. I saw a shit load of people out the front of some house. "I'm guessing this is it." I park the car where the was a place to park, I step out and lock it.
"SHOTS!" I see Dianna screaming out as she held up a bottle of vodka. She runs over to me, stumbling on the way.
"SHOTS!" I scream. What the hell I'm at a party. It's not like I'm 15 and I'm waiting for my parents to come and catch me. Dianna leads me into the crowd of crazy drunk people. We walk inside the house. The smell of weed and alcohol fill my air ways.
"HERE!" Dianna yelled out over the load music and she takes a big sip of vodka out of the bottle and passes it to me. I do the same. We drank the whole bottle and soon enough we were smashed of our faces and we were no longer with each other.
"Holy shit!" I have no idea where the hell I was. I stumbled around the crowd of people and found my self near even more people who where standing around a pool. I push my way through. I had no idea what the hell I was doing and why I went to the pool when I can't swim. But that was where I stumbled.
"WHAT THE FUCK DUDE... THAT'S MY WEED!" A guy pushed another guy. I was pushed right to the edge of the pool as the crowd got rowdyer over the fight.
"FUCK OFF IT IS!" The other guy pushed him, the other guy pushed him again but this time to the ground.
"FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!" The crowd of drunks pushed. I was being pushed further and further and then i started to wobble over the edge of the pool.
"SHIT!" I feel back into the water. I was at the bottom of the pool, my lungs started to fill with water. I stuggled to get up to the surface. It seemed like I was there for a very long time and now I was in deep shit. I started to lose my state of mind.
"SHIT!!!! SHE CAN'T SWIM... SOMEONE HELP HER!!!" Dianna screamed. Someone dived down into the water. And that was the last thing I remember.
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I weakly open my eyes, my vision was blurry. All I could see was bright red hair...
The phone rang. I quickly run back down the stairs and pick up the phone. "Hello?" I never get calls at this time of night.
"HELLOO... KELLYY, guess who tis this," Dianna slurred. I'm guessing she is at some party she crashed.
"Hello...Dianna." She would always ring me up when she was drunk. I found it funny half the time but other times it was just not that funny.
"KELL, KELL... You have to come to this partay... It's so boozed up..." In other words what she is saying is that she needs to get picked up.
"O.k Dianna... Where is this party?" She told me where it was. I locked the house and got my car keys and walked out the door. I hardly ever drive my car, i have hardly any petrol in it. So I only use it for emergancy. Ten minutes of driving and I reach the party. I saw a shit load of people out the front of some house. "I'm guessing this is it." I park the car where the was a place to park, I step out and lock it.
"SHOTS!" I see Dianna screaming out as she held up a bottle of vodka. She runs over to me, stumbling on the way.
"SHOTS!" I scream. What the hell I'm at a party. It's not like I'm 15 and I'm waiting for my parents to come and catch me. Dianna leads me into the crowd of crazy drunk people. We walk inside the house. The smell of weed and alcohol fill my air ways.
"HERE!" Dianna yelled out over the load music and she takes a big sip of vodka out of the bottle and passes it to me. I do the same. We drank the whole bottle and soon enough we were smashed of our faces and we were no longer with each other.
"Holy shit!" I have no idea where the hell I was. I stumbled around the crowd of people and found my self near even more people who where standing around a pool. I push my way through. I had no idea what the hell I was doing and why I went to the pool when I can't swim. But that was where I stumbled.
"WHAT THE FUCK DUDE... THAT'S MY WEED!" A guy pushed another guy. I was pushed right to the edge of the pool as the crowd got rowdyer over the fight.
"FUCK OFF IT IS!" The other guy pushed him, the other guy pushed him again but this time to the ground.
"FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!" The crowd of drunks pushed. I was being pushed further and further and then i started to wobble over the edge of the pool.
"SHIT!" I feel back into the water. I was at the bottom of the pool, my lungs started to fill with water. I stuggled to get up to the surface. It seemed like I was there for a very long time and now I was in deep shit. I started to lose my state of mind.
"SHIT!!!! SHE CAN'T SWIM... SOMEONE HELP HER!!!" Dianna screamed. Someone dived down into the water. And that was the last thing I remember.
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I weakly open my eyes, my vision was blurry. All I could see was bright red hair...
