I was in eighth grade, and at the time I had five best friends. Because we were separated from teams, I only saw one of them, Lizzy. She was having a birthday party and only invited two other girls besides me. One of them was another of my best friends, Kirsten, and the other girl, Ally, and I were just friends through Lizzy.
It was a slumber party, so I was expecting to stay up late and just do girly stuff, but instead, Ally brought three bottles with alcohol in them. They were all pretty strong liquor, like vodka, Bourbon and one more I can't remember. So off went Kirsten, Lizzy and Ally, mixing vodka with Mountain Dew. Talk about disgusting.
I was never really in to drinking, so I passed on everything. I didn't feel nerdy or anything, I felt good about saying no, but guilty for not telling Lizzy's parents about what was going on. But they found out soon enough, after Lizzy was in the bathroom, puking.
It was definitely not my idea of fun, and I still don't drink because I don't like it. People think it's nerdy, but if they want to mess up their bodies now, they can go for it, just don't bring me down with them.
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