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Alexis downed her first drink quickly- almost too quickly for a first time drinker. The whiskey became sweeter the closer she got to the bottom of the cup and it was harder to taste the vodka as it was further masked by the lemonade. The blonde placed the empty solo on the kitchen island that she was leaning against and found herself perusing her options for her next concoction. She was so focused that she didn’t notice the person that appeared next to her until he started talking within earshot.
“Sam! You’re here!” She exclaimed excitedly, grinning widely at the boy. The two of them had class together on Tuesdays and Thursdays and often ran into each other on campus, but Alexis hadn’t gotten the chance to hang out with him much other than that. “Isn’t this great? Nothing fun ever happens around here and now we’re at a real party!”
There had always been something about the way that Alexis smiled when she said hi to Sam that made Sam feel a little warm and fuzzy on the inside. Of course he couldn’t explain it or where it came from, but it was there.
"Dude, I know right?! I don’t really remember going to anything like this back home.” His smile fading as he fell into a brief moment of confusion, Sam shifted his attention back to the conversation. "I actually think this might be my first party. Whiiiich now that I say it sounds pretty lame.”
The blonde’s eyes lit up, “Your first party? Well then we have to make it extra fun for you!” Alexis replied. In her own mind, she had been to many parties back home. A social butterfly, she often found herself at gatherings such as this. Although that wasn’t truthfully the case, she didn’t need to know that.
The girl motioned to the various beverages lined up neatly behind her. There was vodka, tequila, whiskey… you name it, it was there. “You should definitely have something to drink! I just copied someone else’s and it tasted pretty good. I wouldn’t know what to have otherwise- I’m too indecisive and there are so many options.”
"Ah man… I don’t even know the first thing about alcohol.” Eyes wide as he scanned the table, the realization that this was the most alcohol he had ever been around outside of a store hit him like a ton of bricks. Here he was during what was supposed to be some of the best years of his life, and he had hardly experienced anything compared to those around him. That was perfectly fine, however, because that was about to change tonight.
Reaching for the vodka, he began to explain what he was doing to Alexis. Probably wouldn’t impress her, but at least the conversation wouldn’t completely die.
"So I’ve heard a few people talk about a screwdriver before, so I’m thinking maybe we should try that.” Reaching across the table again, Sam grabbed the orange juice and two cups. Filling them both with equal parts orange juice and vodka, he passed one of the cups to his friend while keeping the other for himself. Holding up his cup, Sam smiled once again.
"Cheers?”
“Ooh, a screwdriver. That sounds complicated.” Alexis stated, watching Sam as he played bartender. She paid attention as he mixed up the drink, and graciously grinned as he handed the full cup to her. “Cheers!” The blonde tapped her cup to his before taking a sip. “This is good! Wow, Sam, first party and you’re already killing it.” She told him with a small laugh.
Alexis looked around at everything that was going on around them. Some people were dancing, other people were chatting like they were, and others were playing drinking games. The party was in full swing and she was just happy to be there in the first place. “Now, who do you think is going to get the most drunk first.” She turned back to Sam as she asked her question, casually leaning against the kitchen island. “My money is on Bradley. It’s always the quiet ones.”
Killing it? Absolutely not.
While Sam loved orange juice, he wasn’t quite sure if it was the best combination to go with the vodka. It wasn’t bad by any means, but surely there was something better out there, right? Sipping on his drink, Sam propped himself up against the drink table. "Ah man… I don’t know. My bet is kind of on Leo. Maybe Erica? I don’t really have that much experience with drunk people,” he said, laughing. "So why did you decide to come here tonight?”
The blonde smiled- there was something endearing about the boy’s honesty and his overall demeanor. “I mean… I live right down the hall so it would have been kind of pointless to try and ignore the party from my dorm room.” Alexis laughed. As one of the few people at this party who actually lived on the first floor, she couldn’t have imagined staying holed up in bed while everyone else was enjoying the booze and the music. “But mostly because it sounded like so much fun!” She took another sip of her drink before asking the same question of him. “And what about you? What’s a nice guy like you doing in a place like this?”
Taking another drink, the young man crossed his arms as he continued to observe what was going on around him. "Honestly? I just kinda wanted to know what a party was like. And even though I already know everyone here, I sorta wanted to get to know people better. Plus nothing interesting ever happens here, so.”
“I mean, if there was a party to attend, this is the one!” The girl excitedly replied, as if their social calendars were full of plans and this was the event of the season. Noticing her tone, she corrected herself. “Well, it’s the only one, but nevermind that.” Alexis replied, watching Sam as he took in everything around them. He had nice eyes…
Snapping back into reality, she replied to the latter of his statement “It doesn’t feel like we’ve only been here for two months. Some days it feels like we’ve been here for years, and other days just fly by,” The blonde stopped mid sentence, hoping that made sense. “I still haven’t met everyone either, and there are some people that I’d like to get to know better.” She held her drink up to her lips and before taking a sip, offered Sam a gentle smile.
Downing the rest of his drink, Sam began to feel just a little tipsy. Well, at least what he could only think was tipsy. His face felt a little warm, and his legs just a little bit more unsteady than usual. Most importantly, Sam felt more at ease.
"Sometimes I wonder why the scouts came and talked to my parents, ya know? Like why would a place like this offer a scholarship to a foster kid like me. It doesn’t really ever make that much sense to me, but what I do know is that I’m glad to be here. Memories and education and all that.”
As people made their way to the dance floor and others played beer pong, Sam began to wonder if he shouldn’t invite Alexis along to do something. But then again, what would he offer up? He couldn’t dance, he barely knew what ping pong was, and to top it all off, he was a nervous drunken mess around her.
"How did you wind up here anyway? Like the school, I mean.”
“Well I think we can both agree that I did not get a scholarship…” Alexis giggled as she drank more, nearing the bottom of the cup. It was no secret to anyone on campus that she was not known for her intelligence, that was for sure. “My grades are shit, so coming here was the only way that I was guaranteed of getting into college. I’m kind of dumb if you haven’t noticed.”
At least she was self aware?
“But you should be proud to have gotten a scholarship to be here! They didn’t pick just anyone, you know.” She placed a gentle hand on the boy’s shoulder reassuringly. Though she lacked in brains, it was made up in heart. “They only picked people who were special… you are special.”
A loud laugh escaping his lips, Sam shook his head. Nothing about him was special, but he would keep that fact to himself. It was best not to kill the mood.
"You're not dumb, Lexi," he told her, giving the blonde a sympathetic and reassuring look. "I… think I might be just a little drunk? I don't know. I'm just taking the night to experience new things. And uh… one of the things that I haven't experienced that I've wanted to for a really long time… would it be okay if I kissed you?"
Oh yeah. Great. Smooth. Super smooth. She'll love that.
A blush pricked on the blonde’s cheeks at Sam’s question. It was a very forward move, one that she guessed he probably wouldn’t make while sober. But Alexis liked Sam, as in truly liked him in more than a friend way, and didn’t want to risk ruining it if he didn’t mean what he said while drunk. On the one hand, someone once told her that drunk minds speak sober thoughts. But on the other hand, her dad used to say that after men get what they want, they leave, and she didn’t want Sam to just up and go after getting a kiss from her.
So she did probably the first smart thing she had done in a while and chose both.
Alexis looked at Sam with a genuine smile and gently placed a soft kiss on his cheek. It was enough to show that she was interested, but not enough for him to regret his decision in the morning to have asked her. “It’s okay, I’m a little drunk too. That screwdriver was strong.” She laughed before looking around once more at everyone else in attendance at the party.
A kiss on the cheek wasn't bad, but it wasn't exactly good either. His worst worry had been confirmed - she thought he was saying this because he was drunk. He would have to prove to her that that wasn't true later. He couldn't worry about it right now. His cheeks beginning to feel warm, Sam stuck his hands in his pockets as he cleared his throat.
"So yeah. Anyway. Do you maybe wanna dance or play beer pong or something?"
The blonde noticed the tiniest tinge of pink on Sam’s cheek where her lips had been moments before and couldn’t help but smile. She was about to say that they could go and play a game or two of beer pong and then continue to chat, but a familiar redhead calling out that they were going to start playing some other games caught Alexis’ attention instead. The girl motioned towards where people were gathering in the corner, “Why don’t we go and see what’s going on over there? Sounds like they’re going to start a game of spin the bottle, which could be fun.”
Spin the bottle? Sam had done worse. He didn't really know how he felt about letting his fate being decided by a bottle, but there were worse things in life. Sitting down his empty cup on the table, Sam did his best to magnify his enthusiasm.
"Yeah, of course! That sounds cool."
Alexis grinned widely before slamming back the rest of her drink, taking Sam’s hand in hers and pulling him towards where the games were about to begin. She weaved around people dancing and standing around before arriving in the corner of the common room where a circle had formed. Once there, the blonde let go of her grasp on Sam’s hand and sat down in an empty spot on the ground. She patted the space next to her, “This will be great!”
“Sam! You’re here!” She exclaimed excitedly, grinning widely at the boy. The two of them had class together on Tuesdays and Thursdays and often ran into each other on campus, but Alexis hadn’t gotten the chance to hang out with him much other than that. “Isn’t this great? Nothing fun ever happens around here and now we’re at a real party!”
There had always been something about the way that Alexis smiled when she said hi to Sam that made Sam feel a little warm and fuzzy on the inside. Of course he couldn’t explain it or where it came from, but it was there.
"Dude, I know right?! I don’t really remember going to anything like this back home.” His smile fading as he fell into a brief moment of confusion, Sam shifted his attention back to the conversation. "I actually think this might be my first party. Whiiiich now that I say it sounds pretty lame.”
The blonde’s eyes lit up, “Your first party? Well then we have to make it extra fun for you!” Alexis replied. In her own mind, she had been to many parties back home. A social butterfly, she often found herself at gatherings such as this. Although that wasn’t truthfully the case, she didn’t need to know that.
The girl motioned to the various beverages lined up neatly behind her. There was vodka, tequila, whiskey… you name it, it was there. “You should definitely have something to drink! I just copied someone else’s and it tasted pretty good. I wouldn’t know what to have otherwise- I’m too indecisive and there are so many options.”
"Ah man… I don’t even know the first thing about alcohol.” Eyes wide as he scanned the table, the realization that this was the most alcohol he had ever been around outside of a store hit him like a ton of bricks. Here he was during what was supposed to be some of the best years of his life, and he had hardly experienced anything compared to those around him. That was perfectly fine, however, because that was about to change tonight.
Reaching for the vodka, he began to explain what he was doing to Alexis. Probably wouldn’t impress her, but at least the conversation wouldn’t completely die.
"So I’ve heard a few people talk about a screwdriver before, so I’m thinking maybe we should try that.” Reaching across the table again, Sam grabbed the orange juice and two cups. Filling them both with equal parts orange juice and vodka, he passed one of the cups to his friend while keeping the other for himself. Holding up his cup, Sam smiled once again.
"Cheers?”
“Ooh, a screwdriver. That sounds complicated.” Alexis stated, watching Sam as he played bartender. She paid attention as he mixed up the drink, and graciously grinned as he handed the full cup to her. “Cheers!” The blonde tapped her cup to his before taking a sip. “This is good! Wow, Sam, first party and you’re already killing it.” She told him with a small laugh.
Alexis looked around at everything that was going on around them. Some people were dancing, other people were chatting like they were, and others were playing drinking games. The party was in full swing and she was just happy to be there in the first place. “Now, who do you think is going to get the most drunk first.” She turned back to Sam as she asked her question, casually leaning against the kitchen island. “My money is on Bradley. It’s always the quiet ones.”
Killing it? Absolutely not.
While Sam loved orange juice, he wasn’t quite sure if it was the best combination to go with the vodka. It wasn’t bad by any means, but surely there was something better out there, right? Sipping on his drink, Sam propped himself up against the drink table. "Ah man… I don’t know. My bet is kind of on Leo. Maybe Erica? I don’t really have that much experience with drunk people,” he said, laughing. "So why did you decide to come here tonight?”
The blonde smiled- there was something endearing about the boy’s honesty and his overall demeanor. “I mean… I live right down the hall so it would have been kind of pointless to try and ignore the party from my dorm room.” Alexis laughed. As one of the few people at this party who actually lived on the first floor, she couldn’t have imagined staying holed up in bed while everyone else was enjoying the booze and the music. “But mostly because it sounded like so much fun!” She took another sip of her drink before asking the same question of him. “And what about you? What’s a nice guy like you doing in a place like this?”
Taking another drink, the young man crossed his arms as he continued to observe what was going on around him. "Honestly? I just kinda wanted to know what a party was like. And even though I already know everyone here, I sorta wanted to get to know people better. Plus nothing interesting ever happens here, so.”
“I mean, if there was a party to attend, this is the one!” The girl excitedly replied, as if their social calendars were full of plans and this was the event of the season. Noticing her tone, she corrected herself. “Well, it’s the only one, but nevermind that.” Alexis replied, watching Sam as he took in everything around them. He had nice eyes…
Snapping back into reality, she replied to the latter of his statement “It doesn’t feel like we’ve only been here for two months. Some days it feels like we’ve been here for years, and other days just fly by,” The blonde stopped mid sentence, hoping that made sense. “I still haven’t met everyone either, and there are some people that I’d like to get to know better.” She held her drink up to her lips and before taking a sip, offered Sam a gentle smile.
Downing the rest of his drink, Sam began to feel just a little tipsy. Well, at least what he could only think was tipsy. His face felt a little warm, and his legs just a little bit more unsteady than usual. Most importantly, Sam felt more at ease.
"Sometimes I wonder why the scouts came and talked to my parents, ya know? Like why would a place like this offer a scholarship to a foster kid like me. It doesn’t really ever make that much sense to me, but what I do know is that I’m glad to be here. Memories and education and all that.”
As people made their way to the dance floor and others played beer pong, Sam began to wonder if he shouldn’t invite Alexis along to do something. But then again, what would he offer up? He couldn’t dance, he barely knew what ping pong was, and to top it all off, he was a nervous drunken mess around her.
"How did you wind up here anyway? Like the school, I mean.”
“Well I think we can both agree that I did not get a scholarship…” Alexis giggled as she drank more, nearing the bottom of the cup. It was no secret to anyone on campus that she was not known for her intelligence, that was for sure. “My grades are shit, so coming here was the only way that I was guaranteed of getting into college. I’m kind of dumb if you haven’t noticed.”
At least she was self aware?
“But you should be proud to have gotten a scholarship to be here! They didn’t pick just anyone, you know.” She placed a gentle hand on the boy’s shoulder reassuringly. Though she lacked in brains, it was made up in heart. “They only picked people who were special… you are special.”
A loud laugh escaping his lips, Sam shook his head. Nothing about him was special, but he would keep that fact to himself. It was best not to kill the mood.
"You're not dumb, Lexi," he told her, giving the blonde a sympathetic and reassuring look. "I… think I might be just a little drunk? I don't know. I'm just taking the night to experience new things. And uh… one of the things that I haven't experienced that I've wanted to for a really long time… would it be okay if I kissed you?"
Oh yeah. Great. Smooth. Super smooth. She'll love that.
A blush pricked on the blonde’s cheeks at Sam’s question. It was a very forward move, one that she guessed he probably wouldn’t make while sober. But Alexis liked Sam, as in truly liked him in more than a friend way, and didn’t want to risk ruining it if he didn’t mean what he said while drunk. On the one hand, someone once told her that drunk minds speak sober thoughts. But on the other hand, her dad used to say that after men get what they want, they leave, and she didn’t want Sam to just up and go after getting a kiss from her.
So she did probably the first smart thing she had done in a while and chose both.
Alexis looked at Sam with a genuine smile and gently placed a soft kiss on his cheek. It was enough to show that she was interested, but not enough for him to regret his decision in the morning to have asked her. “It’s okay, I’m a little drunk too. That screwdriver was strong.” She laughed before looking around once more at everyone else in attendance at the party.
A kiss on the cheek wasn't bad, but it wasn't exactly good either. His worst worry had been confirmed - she thought he was saying this because he was drunk. He would have to prove to her that that wasn't true later. He couldn't worry about it right now. His cheeks beginning to feel warm, Sam stuck his hands in his pockets as he cleared his throat.
"So yeah. Anyway. Do you maybe wanna dance or play beer pong or something?"
The blonde noticed the tiniest tinge of pink on Sam’s cheek where her lips had been moments before and couldn’t help but smile. She was about to say that they could go and play a game or two of beer pong and then continue to chat, but a familiar redhead calling out that they were going to start playing some other games caught Alexis’ attention instead. The girl motioned towards where people were gathering in the corner, “Why don’t we go and see what’s going on over there? Sounds like they’re going to start a game of spin the bottle, which could be fun.”
Spin the bottle? Sam had done worse. He didn't really know how he felt about letting his fate being decided by a bottle, but there were worse things in life. Sitting down his empty cup on the table, Sam did his best to magnify his enthusiasm.
"Yeah, of course! That sounds cool."
Alexis grinned widely before slamming back the rest of her drink, taking Sam’s hand in hers and pulling him towards where the games were about to begin. She weaved around people dancing and standing around before arriving in the corner of the common room where a circle had formed. Once there, the blonde let go of her grasp on Sam’s hand and sat down in an empty spot on the ground. She patted the space next to her, “This will be great!”
