Hate Me

Embarrassing...

"The fuck are you doing?" Ni-ki screams, jumping back from his female companion.

"Just had to pee," Cassidy grits.

"So you kicked the fucking door down?"

"Who's that?" Cassidy jerks her head at the girl.

"Why do you care?" He crosses his arms.

"I don't. It's just weird for you to walk in with a girl in a bathroom stall at a party-"

"I'm not fucking your boyfriend, holy shit!" The girl throws her hand up, still shocked from Cassidy ruining the door, "he was giving me something! I'm not even straight, I have a girlfriend."

Oh.

Embarrassment creeps up Cassidy's cheeks.

"We're not dating," Cassidy crosses her arms. Annoyed with Cassidy's attention span, she throws her hands up before storming out.

Cassidy sighs and prepares to leave as well until she feels a large hand on her arm, pulling her around and pulling her towards him. They find themselves extremely close, which seem to be a continuous theme with their interactions. Cassidy slowly looks up at the boy in front of her. His head is cranked down, his eyes flicking between Cassidy's eyes and her tempting lips.

"Were you jealous?" Ni-ki teases.

"No," Cassidy refuses to admit.

"Then why-"

"You're making something out of nothing! Let me go," Cassidy yells out of embarrassment, storming out of the stall.

"You look hot in that costume, by the way," Ni-ki remarks as he watches her walk away.

"Fuck off," Cassidy spits, throwing him a middle finger. He chuckles in amusement as Cassidy slams the door.

She needs a drink. She has only gotten lightly tipsy before, but she needs her senses to be taken over and for all her problems to go away. She figures that at a party like this, the punch would've been spiked hours ago.

She rushes towards the cafeteria, which is already stuffed with sleeping bags. All of a sudden, she realizes she left her duffel bag in the car. What else could go wrong tonight?

"Amara!" She spots Amara sipping from a red cup by the refreshment stand.

"Hey, girl, where have ya' been?" She smiles at her, obviously already a few drinks in.

"Is that spiked?" Cassidy pants, pointing towards the red punch bowl.

"Duh," Cassidy doesn't waste another second to sip a giant soup spoon into the liquid and messily poor it into a cup, downing it in only a few seconds and pouring herself another one.

"Jeez, slow down," Amara laughs, but Cassidy doesn't listen and continues to take another big swig. A fuzzy feeling starts to overtake her as she feels the liquid spread into her stomach.

"God, I need this," Cassidy sighs, wiping her lip. She realizes that she never figured out what Niki wanted to speak to her about, but then realizes she doesn't care.

"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me!" Dixie screams from across the room, spotting Cassidy and Amara together as she stomps towards them.

The two watch in fear as Dixie stomps toward them, throwing her purse at one of her friends.

"I can't believe you, Amara!" Her face is laced with anger as she grits her teeth.

"I can be friends with whoever I like!" Amara yells right back.

"She looks exactly like her, though! You know that! You see that, you just refuse to acknowledge it because you're stuck in two years ago!"

"Shut up, Dixie."