*Rebecca’s Point of View*
---
Damn it! The first girl that I ever laid my eyes on turned out to be Lawrence's girlfriend. She is such a lucky girl because a lot of girls are chasing her. First is Sam, and second, she got a hot and gorgeous girlfriend.
I can't even believe that she's a freaking DJ. Who would have thought that a shy nerdy student at the academy is a damn DJ? No one and not even a single soul.
But that girl back at the fast-food store earlier really made my world stop for a moment when I first saw her.
And here's another sip of Vodka Cranberry for expecting that I'll finally have a great love life. I'm not even drunk yet, and it's my second drink of cocktail.
"Rough night?" The girl bartender asked, and I just nodded. Though she's cute, she's just cute. That girl is more beautiful. F*ck it! We should've gone to the mall.
Why am I all alone here at the counter? Because Sam already went home, Morgan and Cassidy's busy dancing, or should I say grinding each other on the dance floor, and Charlie is busy hunting boys.
I just envy my twin because she already found her true love. They are both so in love with each other. And I was with them for all those hardships that they've faced with their relationship.
Our parents didn't accept Morgan to be gay, but they have no other choice. Morgan said that it was never her choice, and she did not choose to be gay and love Cassidy. It just happened.
Same as Cassidy, her dad disagreed, but her mom convinced her dad to accept their daughter for whatever they do or whatever she is; she's still their daughter.
And me? Well, I dated a lot of guys, but none of them took my interest, and I ended up still a virgin, for I don't have any idea. I think I don't like boys that much to have sex with them.
Not until now, I kinda realized that I like girls when I saw that girl from the fast-food store. Damnit, she's like an angel in person, but too bad she's taken. Another sip for it.
It's just funny to think that we have a love square, not a triangle since there are four of us. Sam likes Lawrence, Lawrence got a girlfriend, and I like Lawrence's girlfriend. Complicated right? Was it even a square? I don't know. I don't have any romantic feelings for Sam. She is just like a sister to me.
---
I took up three different vodka cocktails in all, which I think is a bad idea. And I have turned down four girls and three boys who want to dance with me. I'm just not in the mood to dance. And now, I'm starting to feel the effects of alcohol. And I feel like I need to pee.
I ordered a shot of whiskey for my last shot so that I could finally try it. I'm just wondering how it tastes like.
I stood up and started to walk to the ladies’ room and bring the glass to my lips. I turned to my right and accidentally bumped into someone. And luckily, my glorious drink is now all over my blouse. How nice? I could feel my bra getting wet.
"Watch it, dumbo! You should've warned me before striking, Man. This sh*t's so cold yet so refreshing, but my breasts are lucky to taste them first than my thirsty mouth, and---" I didn't know what I'm saying already, but the one who bumped into me surely took my breath away.
My body turned stiff, and I panicked. Oh no, what should I do?
"I'm so, um very, very sorry. It's... uh. Gosh! I'm really really am so sorry." She stammered just like back at the fast-food earlier.
I'll be damned, I'm so sorry, Lawrence, but I think your girlfriend is super hot. Can I have her?
"It's fine. I'm very much fine. Because it's you, if it's somebody, not you, I already knocked them unconscious." I let out drunkenly, and sh*tty man, I'm making myself sound so stupid in front of her. I should talk straight, no, talk gay. Oh, shush it!
"Oh, umm. Mind if we, uh... *inhaled* you know... Uh, take off your blouse and we can, you can change... Shirt. Yeah. Sh*t!" She uttered and was still stammering. I just find it so cute when she curses.
Wait up, did she just say take off my blouse? Wow, she's not in a hurry, isn't she? I would love to, Baby.
I just stood there and stared at her in awe.
"Well, I mean, change your... umm, blouse... to something not... uh, wet?" She said, and I could see her blush even if the light inside her was a little dim.
And yes, I'm wet for you. F*ck it, what am I thinking? Bad mind. Bad, bad mind.
"Sure! We can take yours off too," I replied and winked at her, and I know that this is the f*cking effect of the alcohol. Is this even real?
I saw her bite her lower lip, and damn it, that was so sexy. I want a taste of it now. Can I have them, please?
She suddenly held my hand and what the sh*t was that electricity? Is she Elektra? Or an electric eel? Or she is Zeus. Mhmm.
She then dragged me somewhere. I don't know. But I'm feeling so excited.
Well, I don't really have any idea what I'm doing and where she's taking me. But I love to go on an adventure with her. Explore her every curve and taste her kissable pink lips, and f*ck, my mind's so dizzy.
We climbed up the stairs and opened a door. And wow, did I mention that she's hot already? I guess not yet.
"Umm, let's see. Alright, keep it cool, Shane." She mumbled but whispered the last part. She's just so damn gorgeous and hot.
"Should we start taking off something now?" I asked her, and she was shocked to hear it.
Alright, I don't care if she got a girlfriend. This isn't real after all—just one of my imaginations. Yeah, I really would love it if this is real.
***
—
*Shane Karla’s Point of View*
---
"Should we start taking off something now?" I was so shocked to hear it.
Damn, this girl is so effin' drunk. How is she not with her friends? Hmmn, I guess I should take care of her.
"Uh, I think you should... you know, take off your... change your blouse." I stammered, and yes, I really hate myself.
She's freaking drunk, Shane. Why are you still not talking straight? Because you like her, and you're gay AF. Oh, shut it, brain.
And she's now smiling from ear to ear. Damn it! I know I like this girl. She's like so cute? Nope, cute is just for babies. Pretty? Nope, it's for little girls. Beautiful? Partly. Gorgeous? Definitely.
She started taking off her blouse, and I immediately turned around and gulped.
I went to Claire's dresser. My baby girl's got a lot of unused clothes and lingerie here, and it is in case she likes to stay the night here. I guess they’re just the same size, which is great.
"I thought we're both taking off clothes? Hahaha, never mind, we'll just do it if we're in reality already. We might not enjoy it in my imaginations only." She babbled, and I lightly shook my head and laughed at it. If you just know that this is reality. And it'll be my pleasure to take off my clothes with you too. Oh, please, stop, mind.
She is now in her blue-colored bra, and damn it, did I describe her as gorgeous? It's not the correct term because she's ultimately breathtaking.
Then she noticed that I'm staring, and she cleared her throat like she's about to sing.
"Enjoying the view? Don't worry. It's all yours. I'm all yours." She teased and winked at me.
And I think that I just blushed so hard. Damn this girl! I hope that you are sober while saying that.
"Well, um... you need to, uh, here. It's unused. You can use it." I uttered and handed her the clothes in my hold.
She took it and placed it on the bed. She leaned in close to me and my ear, then whispered something.
"Wait for me, I still need to do something," she whispered and walked to the left door, but it's my walk-in closet.
"Um, that's the closet. The right door's the uh... you know, the place." I stated and loud enough for her to hear.
"Oh, yeah! Thanks! I really need that." She replied and walked into the restroom while just wearing her bra and her knee-length skirt. Oooh, so sexy.
Why am I feeling so damn warm?
---
I waited for five minutes now, but no Rebecca came out of the door. I just know that she's Rebecca since Morgana got a girlfriend named Cassidy, and they're at the dance floor earlier while dancing.
Five minutes more, but still no one came out. I think I need to barge in to know if she's doing okay.
When I knocked on the door, nobody answered. So, I opened it, and I saw her inside the bathtub, but there's no water in it.
Drunk people are really hard to deal with. That's why both I and Claire don't drink alcoholic drinks because we are here at a club, and there's a lot of things that happen in a club, especially if you're drunk. Then in the morning, you won't remember anything.
I went near her, and I noticed that her eyes were closed. Now, I want a taste of her lips.
I shook her by the shoulders, but she just groaned.
I shook her again, and this time, saying her name.
"Hey, Rebecca, wake up. Sleep on my bed. It's cold in the tub. Come on." She seemed to listen because she fluttered her eyes open and stared at me.
She tried to get up, but maybe she's too weak to do it by herself, so I helped her up, and now she's hugging me. My hands are on her bare waist, and her chin is on my shoulder. I can feel all the sparks from her touch. Weird.
And she stepped out of the tub, and I help her walk outside and to my bed.
---
We're now standing near the edge of my bed, and she refused to lay down.
"Come on. You need to rest now," I told her, and she just shook her head. It must've been hurting by now.
I didn't expect the next thing that she did. She suddenly took off my shirt. And I'm too shocked to react, but now, she's staring at my bare skin with adoration.
"Did I mention that you're so hot, and you're making me feel hot?" She uttered seductively, and I don't know what got in me, but I can feel something's heating up down there. This girl is such a sweetheart.
"I want you to be mine even if this isn't the reality," she stated and gently pushed me till my back touched my soft bed.
She took off her skirt and joined me on the bed.
Then her right hand is supporting my back while she dragged me to where my pillows are.
She's now on top of me, and her light brown eyes stared straight at my green ones with total passion and amazement.
"Can we?" She asked, and I did not answer it. Instead, I pulled her to me, and I finally got a taste of her red lips.
I think that the butterflies that I've been hiding inside my stomach have been set free. And I didn't know that this is how good to kiss someone.
Her lips perfectly fitted on mine. And she started to move it, and I responded pleasurably.
We kissed passionately while our hands were exploring each other's bodies.
Then she trailed kisses on my neck to my collar bone and down my chest. I just can't help but arch my back as it feels so damn good.
I held her head and kinda pulled her hair lightly while she kept exploring my upper body with her lips and tongue. And her hands went to my back and unhooked my bra.
And now, she's caressing my breast like it's the most precious thing that she has to hold on to.
The night went on so smoothly and full of pleasure. Damn, I've never felt this kind of feeling before. It was like you're high up in the clouds.
And I just hope that she'll remember it when she's sober because I will forever treasure this in my memory.