Dedicated to JasmineJJohnson

"Okay," Duncan got a bottle and rejoined the circle. "Who's going first?"

"Me!" Beth squealed. "Never have I ever slept with someone,"

I grabbed the bottle and took a swig. So did Alejandro (no surprise), Duncan and most of the people in Total Drama. Beth gasped at us like we had committed murder earning an eye roll from me. 

                            "Never have I ever gotten into a fight," Lindsay said. Again, I grabbed the bottle and took a swig. Man, with the way things were looking, I was going to get drunk tonight. Duncan and Alejandro took as well. So did Courtney, Izzy, Ezekiel and a couple of other people.

               "Never have I ever toilet papered a person's house," Bridgette spoke. Another swig. That's one thing I've know I have done, for sure. It was to someone I really hated. That'll show Tiffany to never ever steal my boyfriend. 

                    "Never have I ever been to jail," Gwen said. Duncan, Izzy, Beth and Lindsay all took a swig. The rest of us were surprised at Beth and Lindsay, because we knew Duncan and Izzy had been in jail before. Duncan was a badass and Izzy was wanted by the police, since she's in the top 10 most wanted in America.

                   "Never have I ever blackmailed anyone," Geoff said and immediately, I took a swig. I've blackmailed so many people in high school. More people than I can count on both my hands and toes. Good times.

                     "Never have I given a lap dance," Izzy said and Duncan handed me the bottle, a smirk on his face. I glared at him, before reluctantly taking the bottle. I took a swig and swallowed the hot and bitter substance, even though it burned the back of my throat.

At this rate, I am going to have a hangover tomorrow morning.

****

                     "Woohoo!" I began to dance on top of the counter in the bar. I was still in my bikini unlike some of the girls. "Where are my girls at?" I yelled, holding vodka.

             Every girl cheered and I jumped off the counter. "Let's give the boys a real treat," Courtney slurred, pushing us in a circle. All the girls in Total Drama were hopelessly drunk, especially Courtney and I.

We formed a circle, our backs facing the boys. We then began, in perfect synchronisation (I kid you not. The alcohol left us with only one brain cell, one that we all collectively shared) to dance  listening to the song Throw Sum Mo by Rae Sremmurd feat. Nicki Minaj and Young Thug.

And you should know that no 'innocent dancing' can happen when this song begins to play. 

We arched our backs, got our hands on our knees, letting our butts do the talking while the boys cheered as on, whistling at us. I squatted real low, still in my bikini and began to move my hips sensually.

Coming back up, I felt a pair of familiar hands on my waist and I leaned back. We began to grind each other to the song slowly, which began to spark my hormones. Almost every boy had gotten a partner and had began to grind each other.

I'm sure you can guess my partner.

I let his hands travel down my hips, as I put my hand behind his neck, bringing Alejandro closer to me.

                           "Faster," He murmured, and for the first time and in my intoxicated mind, I obeyed. We began to grind faster and the sounds of Alejandro grunting made me smirk with satisfaction.

                         "Let's go somewhere else," I told Alejandro, grabbing his arm. I felt very hazy and everything was moving. Nevertheless, Alejandro let me pull him to the corridor of where the washrooms were.

He then pinned me to the wall, his fingers playing with the lace of the bottom half of my bikini. My hands were sliding up his muscular chest. 

                   "You're really dangerous, you know that?" Alejandro whispered into my ear, his hips on mine.

                    I didn't respond because I was too busy playing with the hem of his swimming trunks. "Stop tempting me, Heather, or I'll do something I might regret in the morning," Alejandro purred into my ear.

                       Smirking, I let my lips brush his slowly, and I could feel him tense up, beside me and his breath hitched. "I warned you," Alejandro sang before crushing his lips into mine.

How I missed his soft lips on mine. I kissed him back, as roughly as he did to me. His tongue probed my bottom lip and I granted it access. Our tongues reunited, excitedly I might add, because it had been 3 years since I properly kissed Alejandro.

Alejandro's fingers wandered down my back. I was dizzy from the alcohol. Dizzy from his kisses. Dizzy from his mischievous hands. And dizzy enough to let Alejandro do what he wanted without any protest from my side. Unfortunately (and also fortunately, my sober mind realised), our moment was ruined by Beth, who came out of the washroom.

                       "Ew! Get a room you two," Beth scowled at us both. She was the only one who wasn't drunk or even tipsy. Everyone else was. Even Zoe. 

Alejandro shot daggers at her and I gave her my middle finger. Beth's face flushed red before she ran off. I wondered for a split second why she would come to this after party. It wasn't a five year old's Dora-the-explorer-theme birthday. Geoff, the lover of all things 'party', wouldn't be here if it were. 

But we did listen to her and we got a room. And that's where things became more interesting.

****

Groaning, I got up and I felt my head. If there is anything I hate more than cramps, it was having a merciless migraine. 

I got a hangover, whoa! I've been drinking to much for sure, my inner voice sang, groggily.

My memory was still hazy from last night and I cursed myself for taking one too many shots. I looked at my surroundings and I noticed that I was in a big, white room.

The rays of the sun were coming through the window and you could hear birds chirping. I was lying on a big queen sized bed but I realized that I was not alone.

There were swimming trunks right beside me and my face filled with horror. 

I gulped, my eyes widening as I scampered off the bed immediately. 

What happened last night?

Alejandro came walking through the bathroom door in his suit from last night and my mind began to race. What the hell was he doing here? Why do my legs hurt? 

Wait. 

Oh no. 

Oh no, no, no, no, no. 

Did we-?

                         "You don't remember? Last night, you brought me in this room," Alejandro adjusted his tie. "Your legs hurt because you were jumping on the bed, since you thought it was a trampoline and you fell on the floor. You tried to minimize the pain by stretching your legs but it made things worse," He paused to laugh. "And no, we didn't have sex. I wouldn't allow it,"

Oh, so I asked the questions out loud and not internally. Well, how am I supposed to know with this pounding in my head which is deafening my ears?

                       "What do you mean by 'you wouldn't allow it'?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. I can't remember anything from last night. All I remember was that we were playing Never Have I Ever and it quickly escalated to something else.

                         "You insisted on it but I said no because I knew you were drunk and I couldn't take advantage of you at your state," Alejandro snickered.

                           "What happened last night?" I asked, getting a bottle of water. I removed the seal before gulping it down.

                         "We made out and you treated mini Alejandro," I blinked at him, not following his drift. It was until his eyes went to his pants before meeting mine that everything clicked. 

I spat out the water in disbelief and began to cough really hard. Alejandro's snicker turned into a long laugh. 

What?! There is no way I would have done that. I may have been too gone to think straight, but even I couldn't have done that. 

He's lying. He has to be lying.

                    "You're lying. Please tell me you're lying," I begged. With all the thoughts and images swarming my head and the resounding pain coming from my head, I promised then and there that I was never getting wasted again. 

Alejandro gave me a dead serious look and I searched his eyes to see if he was lying. When it dawned on me that he wasn't, I let out a cry.

I've never been so humiliated. If Edward were here right now, he'd never let me hear the end of it. Neither would Lily or Linda.

Grabbing my dress which was neatly folded on the corner of the bed, I made my way to the bathroom, leaving Alejandro collapsed in laughter. "I'm joking, Heather. But your reaction makes me wish I wasn't," He calls from behind me. 

With murderous threats spilling out of my lips, I swear again that I would never drink again. At least not with him around. 

****

On the plane ride home, I never glanced at Alejandro because I was still pissed at his stupid joke. Alejandro just laughed at me, and I would mumble under my breath.

                      "If you dare tell Linda or Edward your stupid joke," I told him, folding my arms. "Or if anyone hears of this, I will personally castrate you,"

"You have my word," Alejandro held up three fingers. 

His reaction was smug, though and it was making my blood boil. I slapped his shoulder but he caught my hand mid-air and he looked at my eyes. He placed a kiss on my hand, not breaking eye contact. I moved my hand away from him, as if he had burned me. 

Bastard.

The air hostesses glared at me. What are they angry at me for?

I didn't hesitate to glare at them back. They ignored me throughout the ride, but they were all over Alejandro, answering to his beck and call.

Alejandro flirted with all of them and I think he banged one in the bathroom, because he was gone for a long time and when he came back, his hair was all over the place, his eyes were dilated and he had lipstick on his lips and some trailing down his neck.

That's disgusting. How do you have sex on the plane? The pilot was trying to fly the damn thing and those two at it in the bathroom, that people used, did not make his job any easier for him.

When we came out, one girl giggled and waved at Alejandro, giving him a piece of paper. Her number was obviously scrawled on it and I was more than sure that she was the 'lucky' girl. 

                     I was about to roll my eyes like I had been doing during most of the flight, when I heard my name coming from ahead of me. The voice belonged to Edward who was sprinting in my direction. Likewise I ran into Edward's arms as he scooped me up and gave me a big bear hug. "I missed you, cupcake," He grinned. 

                 "Right back at you," I grinned back at him. Edward slung his arm around my shoulder as we went to pick up my luggage. When everything was cleared up, we headed to his car as he told me how much he had texted me when Alejandro and I left.

"You did?" I ask, climbing to the passenger's seat. I shut the door. "I'm sorry I didn't reply. I must have misplaced my phone," I said to him and Edward raised his eyebrow at me.

                     "What did you do?" He probed, starting the car and I gulped. "Nothing much. We just had a reunion with our old friends and shared stories," 

What? I wasn't lying. 

"Heather?" Edward was looking at my neck. "What's on your neck?" He asked.

Frowning, I searched my bag for my pocket mirror. After pointing it at my neck, I gasped. Alejandro had left me a little present on my neck from last night, only that it wasn't little. It was a big and red love bite. How hadn't I notice this?

                              "Is that a hickey?" Edward raised an eyebrow at me and I gulped again. There was no point of lying to him now. The mark was as clear as day to anyone who could see. I slowly nodded my head and Edward laughed at me.

                              "What's so funny?" I asked, wondering why he was finding this amusing. I thought he was going to lecture me on how we are supposed to make Alejandro jealous.

                                "You're falling for him. And hard," Edward started the car and began to drive. Thank God that Alejandro was was in his own car which was brought to him.

                                 "I am not," I huffed. "I was drunk. I wasn't thinking straight," I blurted out and Edward gave me a side glance before chuckling.

                            "Well, that explained this," He gave me his phone and I unlocked it to see a video. It took two seconds of me playing the video to realise that this was a video from last night, when I, the ringleader, rounded up the girls and decided to put on a show for the boys. 

                         "Where did you get this?" I asked, horrified. Who sent this to him? Or was it posted online? Oh crud, Lily and Linda wouldn't let me live that down.

                          Edward smirked as he drove. "That's for me to know and for you to find out," I slapped his shoulder, angrily.

                              "Take it easy, I'm the driver here. If you're going to touch me, it'll be once I've pulled over. Do you want me to pull over?" Edward asked, still smirking.

                               "No. Just tell me," I whined and pouted like a toddler. Edward shook his head and I glared at him, shooting daggers with my eyes.

                                 "Who needs you, then?" I folded my arms and looked at the road. Suddenly, the car came to a halt and if I hadn't put on a seat belt, I would've gone flying through the window.

                                  "Clearly you, if you want to get home," Edward turned to me and I narrowed my eyes at him.

                                "Edward!" I growled, and he started the car again, laughed to himself.

****

                              "Lily! I'm home," I sang, after Edward dropped me home. This time, I insisted him on coming in but he refused because he had work to do. He said that I shouldn't worry because he'd come soon, sooner than I think and he drove off, sending a wink my way.

The door was open but the house was deadly quiet. I locked the front door and wondered around, looking for my roommate.

                              "Lily?" I called and I heard faint sobs coming from her room. Racing to it, I opened the door to reveal Lily in her pajamas, bawling her eyes out. The shades were down and there was a bucket of ice cream near Lily.

Immediately, I made my way over to her and I embraced her. She squeezed me really tight and I could feel my shoulder getting wet with tears.

                              "There, there," I said, rocking her side to side. "I'm here now," I rubbed her back, comfortingly and we stayed in the same position for a few minutes.

Lily broke the hug and got a tissue from the box, blowing her nose. She tossed it into the trash can, unsuccessfully. I then noticed the balls of tissue lying around the room.

                              "I'll be right back," I told her before going to my room. I changed into my tights and a long basketball shirt before returning to Lily.

She was now sitting on the edge of her bed, taking deep breaths which seemed to calm her down. I joined her and put my arm on her shoulder.

"Hey," I said softly. "What's up?"

Lily took a deep breath before turning to look at me with her sad, blue eyes which had turned red because of crying. She burst out crying again before hugging me once more.

"T-Trevor cheated on m-me,"