A Much Needed Party

“Morgs!” Stella yelled.
“Yeah?” Morgan looked up from her facebook.
“I have to go. Apparently, my grandparents are in town.”
“Ok I’m gonna see if I can get together with a few people. I’m gonna call Presley, Kathleen, Levi, Blake, and Tristan and tell each of them to bring a couple friends. We can party at my place.”
“That sounds fun! Make sure they each pay coke or something at the door.”
“Ok have fun with grandma.” She said sarcastically.
“See you bitch!” Stella walked out and Morgan texted everyone to meet her at her old house at 7. She was on facebook for three hours before she threw on something and did her makeup. She shoved some weed sticks in her pocket along with a pixie stick. Her phone vibrated on the bathroom countertop.
“Hello?”
“Hey it’s Levi.” She smiled and blushed.
“Hey! What’s up?”
“Well Blake and I want to go to the mall and we want someone to come with us.”
“Sure. What time?”
“Now’s perfect. Just meet us in the food court.”
“Ok I’ll be there.” He hung up and she let out a squeal before doing a fangirl dance. Sure, they’d been close since she’d first arrived, but the butterflies had recently appeared. Out of nowhere, she had developed a crush on him. She skipped out of her room. “Vic?”
“Yeah?”
“Are you busy?”
“No.”
“Great! I need to get to the mall asap.”
“Sure.” He grabbed his keys and started driving. It was a long silent drive; the radio played softly. He pulled up to the entrance. “Do you need me to pick you up?” She nodded. “What time?”
“Four.” She got out of the car, but before she could leave, Vic slapped a few hundred dollars in her hand. He drove away before she could protest. Morgan practically ran to the food court, where Blake and Levi were waiting.
“Hey cutie!” Levi greeted as she sat down. She bl...

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...d did her makeup. She grabbed a pair of gold heels from her closet and slipped on her outfit. She grabbed some alcohol and slipped a few random drugs into a purse. It was 5:30, so she decided to leave and go set up. As she walked through the living room, she noticed two more guys.
“Hey Morgan!” One of the guys said.
“Hi.”
“I’m Jamie.”
“I’m Tony.”
“Hey I’m Morgan.”
“You look nice. Where you going?” Tony asked.
“I like to party. Speaking of which, I need to leave pronto. I’m not coming back till tomorrow.” She quickly left before they could stop her. It was a short walk to her old house, where she set out some drinks and drugs. Stella came first with Levi, Blake, and two other people. They all paid on the way in. When Tristan came, he was the designated bouncer. Her house slowly started to fill up, but she never noticed. She drowned her sorrows in much needed tequila.