OF COURSE I STILL remembered that I was having lunch with Sarah again today so I made sure to put some makeup on before leaving my hotel room. "Jesus, Penny, where are you going we have to pack?" Cassidy hollered at me before throwing my t-shirt at my face. "I'll only be gone for two hours at most, I swear I'll help out." Cassidy looked bothered that I wasn't going to assist her in packing, but it was Kira's facial expressions that caught my attention. In a mixture of confusion and worry Kira stared at me. About five seconds passed before I spoke up and addressed her,"Is there something up, Kiki?" She shook her head and looked back down at her travel bag. "You can tell me anything, you know that, right?" I tried again to get her to talk. "If the girl doesn't wanna tell you shit then leave her alone." Cassidy spoke up. I shook it off and just walked out of the room before I started something.

Thing was, I have no idea what's going on. I wondered if maybe they found out I dropped the contest, or if they knew about Nolan and I's plans, or if they think I did something bad, but again I had no clue what I could've done to piss them off. It wasn't like Cassidy to be pissed off at me, sure she can get pretty ugly to others who upset her, but I was always the exception with Kira. Maybe it was best if I let it go for right now and just focused on Sarah. And as much as it was weird to admit, Sarah was a damn good distraction from things.

Again I made my way to her floor and eventually her door. Brendon walked out in his swimming trunks just as I was going to knock. I held my breath because I was positive that if I let it go it would come out shaky and very noticeable. "Oh hey, Pen-Pen! What's up?" He asked taking a sip from his beer. "I was just about to see if Sarah was ready to go, but what's with the outfit?" I asked him trying to make simple conversation. "I was just about to go for a swim since it doesn't look like anyone is in there. You know Dallon and Breezy where gonna join me, I don't know if maybe you wanna hop in too?" I nearly chocked on my air as I opened my mouth to say,"Nah, I was looking forward to hanging out with Sarah actually, so I'll have to rain check seeing you floating around in a ducky float." Brendon rolled his eyes and let out a chuckle. "Pfft, yeah. Also one other thing," He turned around to close the door so it was just us in the hall,"Did you find out why Sarah's been acting really weird?" I sighed and crossed my arms above my stomach,"As you once told me 'patience is a virtue'. I can't just ask her 'Oh hey so your husband told me about how bitchy you've been lately can you explain that' I need to establish trust before I make my move. Let me go out with her again a couple times and then I'll ask." Brendon nodded his little head along to my plan. "I'm counting on you, Pen-Pen." He said embracing me in a hug.

I pulled away and opened the door again to see Sarah walking towards us. "God, you're always so early! I swear I'm horrible at keeping time!" Sarah joked still putting on her lipstick. "Well you two girls have fun." Brendon cheered us off and I walked towards the elevator with Sarah trailing behind me. "So you know where this place is, right?" Sarah laughed again and nodded,"Yes, believe me that place is my favorite restaurant around here." I made an impressed face and pressed the button to head down. "You look really pretty today and that top is awesome!" Sarah said as she noticed my blouse. "Aw thank you, you look pretty hot yourself." I complemented back seeing Sarah glow red from her cheeks, I shrugged it off and just assumed it was her blush reflecting the lighting. We stepped out of the elevator and walked out towards the park.

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"No way, I don't believe that!" Sarah said as I told her about how I tried to take a picture of a bear while hanging from a tree branch. "I'm not lying I swear! I have the photos to prove that I managed to catch Richie on camera." I pulled out my camera and showed Sarah the photos I had gotten from that fun trip. "Wait a second...Richie?" I laughed and tried to explain that Richie is the name I picked for the bear. "Why Richie though? Why not like...Jim?" At this point I was pretty sure I was going to have tea spilling out of my nose. "What the hell? Why is Jim more appropriate than Richie?" Sarah chugged down the last of her beer, then said,"Cause Jim is shorter and much more random." I rolled my eyes in a playful manner,"I'll give you that. You're totally right." The bartender came by again and asked for what felt like the hundred time,"You ladies want a refill?" I was about to decline but Sarah cut me off with her answer,"Two shots for the both us please." I laughed and shook my head at her. "I think you had one too many lady drinks." I told the now drunken Sarah. "Please, I'm just having fun, you should try it some time." "Oh what the fuck? Two shots it is!" It was a then and there kind of decision but I figured since I'm trying to get her to like me I might as well drink with the woman. The bartender, who I think's name was Mark, brought us the four shots. "Bottoms up!" Sarah shouted downing both drinks in an impressive amount of time. I shrugged and swallowed down one shot which did not go down without a fight. "Come on, Penelope! One more!" I laughed and then chugged down the last shot. "Hey, I think they're playing The Neighborhood! We should go dance!" Even in my drunken state I didn't want to dance. "No! I can't dance to save my life!" "Well how about singing? They have karaoke here!" She shouted over the obnoxiously loud music. "Eh sure why not?"

Just like a snowball rolling off a snowy hill, things were escalating at a fast pace. Soon, I found myself on stage surrounded by lots of people cheering me and a certain brunette on. "Alrighty folks, this next one is called 20 Dollar Nose Bleed!" Sarah yelled into the microphone. There was no clue in my head as to why it took me this long to realize just how wasted Sarah was...like more wasted than me. I knew I had to speak up, maybe just let her know that she shouldn't be showcasing herself while drunk, however the tune to the song kicked in from the speakers, overpowering my tiny voice and there was no way I was yelling into the microphone. "Have you ever wanted to disappear?" Her voice was slurred, each word barely making it out of her mouth sounded dragged and way off key. "Or join a monastery, go out and preach on Manic street?" I sang quietly trying to not sound like a frog. "Who will I be when I wake up next to a stranger?" At that line people started cheering, some even screaming...drunk people are the life of the party. "On a passenger plane..."

Sarah and I shared a look and joined together singing the chorus, each of our voices swirling beautifully like two ice dancers,"Permanente jetlag! Please take me back! Please take me back! I'm a stray dog sick, please let me in. Please let me in!" For just a few seconds, I legitimately believed maybe this wasn't so bad, singing in front of others completely wasted, that is until Sarah took my hand and spun me around...many, many, many times. My stomach began to shake, everything became uneasy, please don't tell me what I think was about to happen. I needed to tell her something, tell her to quit spinning, but all that I spoke were the lyrics to the song. "Give me a pen call me, Mr. Benzedrine, but don't let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam," Fuck, I couldn't do this anymore, Sarah kept spinning me, and my stomach kept screaming. It seemed like the room was in a frenzy, the audience was pounding the floor with their jumping, the lights were flickering, the smell of alcohol burning, the music getting louder, louder, and louder.

Then it happened. Time stopped, the pounding stopped, everything just...stopped. My eyes shut, not wanting to see what happened. I felt something warm on my lips, another pair.

I opened my eyes and saw Sarah. The lips belonged to Sarah Urie. What in-

That pretty little picture didn't last long. You thought that this was some romantic scene or something? Did you expect me to kiss her back, did you want me to say that I held her in my arms, did you wish that Sarah stopped the aching of my alcohol filled stomach with some magic kiss? Because if you did, you are certainly mistaken. In fact, what I did next will probably make you want to hurl your food up as well. What happened, you ask?

I threw up on Sarah motherfucking Urie.

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PFFFTHAHAHAHAHAHA I CANT WAIT TO SEE YOU GUYS' REACTION OH MY GOD, I WAS JUST THINKING TO MYSELF WHAT IF I TRICK YOU GUYS INTO THINKING THAT SARAH WAS GAY BUT THEN MAKE THIS HUGE DISGUSTING THING HAPPEN JUST TO PLAY YA'LL'S FEELINGS

I'm evil I know