I woke up with a headache, on a foreign ground. I didn't have pants on, and my hair was damp. The sun was shining in my eyes as I picked myself off the cold, tile. I looked around.

Oh God, what'd I do last night?
~
6:00 p.m, previous day

After the cliff diving, we all went back to the hotel, and got ready for the party. I ended up getting into a simple black tanktop, and a pair of white shorts. I barely put make up on, or did my hair. Molly, on the other hand, wore crazy smokey makeup.

We all piled in the car. Jack drove for the first time since we had gotten there. Downtown, there was a beach house, that already had a surplus of people inside of it. I could feel the bass in my toes as I walked up to the house. Outside the beach house, people were mingling on the patio. The patio had a roof that had tiki lamps surronding it. Jack, and I walked in the house, arm in arm. Molly immediately took off, yelling "You might have to carry me home!" to no one in particular.

Alex looked at me, "I'll look after her... But I might be drunk,"

I let out a squeak, and knew that my worst nightmare would come true. I looked up at Jack in horror.

Jack sputtered out a laugh. "Don't worry, the most they'll do it make out,"

I sighed.

We worked our way through the crowd, ending up in the patio. We sat down on the ground. People around us were screaming, and talking loudly, already drunk. Girl were in bikinis, dancing around. Guys were like the sharks, eyeing the girls. I could tell Jack was pretty bored, since he was barely saying anything, and shaking his leg nonstop. He was looking at all the people. You Drive Me Crazy by Britney Spears started playing on the speakers, and for some reason sent all of the white girls into singing mode.

I grabbed Jack's hand, resting it in my lap. We looked at each other for a second, before kissing. After the innocent kiss, I just gazed into his cocoa eyes. He rested his forehead against mine.

"You guys!"

We snapped our heads up. Molly, and Alex were standing there, drinks in hand. "What?" I asked.

Alex crouched down to us. "If you guys want to head back, go ahead,"

Jack let a sigh of relief out.

I glanced at him, unsure. As much as I wanted to go, I knew Molly would do something reckless. As her sister, I wasn't too sure if I was about to let that happen. "How are you guys going to get home?"

She blew a kiss to me, taking a large gulp of whatever was in her cup. She took off.

Alex looked behind him, and then back at us. "I'll figure it out. Go. This was supposed to be about you two, not us,"

Jack stood up, hand still in mine, and picked me off of my feet. "Thank, Alex," he said.

Alex nodded, "Don't worry about it. Make sure you two make babies tonight!"

Truthfully, I did want to have sex with Jack while I was in Miami. Molly even stuck condoms in my hand before we left. Was tonight the night? I wasn't sure.

We were back by 6:30. By then, I had made up my mind about having sex with Jack. I knew I was going to do it, but I wasn't sure when.

When we got into the hotel room, I set the car keys on the bed. Jack turned the TV on, and was flipping through the channels.

I remembered from earlier, seeing a bottle of bubbles for the bathtub. Suddenly, I got an idea. "I'm going to take a bath," I smiled.

He drew his attention away from the TV to me. "Have fun,"

I walked into the bathroom, and grabbed the bubbles. I ran the water warm, and dumped the bubbles in. When the bath was full of pink bubbles, and steamy water, I stripped down. I took my pony tail out, and fluffed my hair. I grabbed a fluffy, red towel and wrapped it around my body.

I walked out of the bathroom. He was watching an old episode of The Hills (which I would question him about later), eyes glued. I cleared my throat.

He ripped his eyes away from the TV. "Oh." he said in a small voice.

"I was hoping for you to join me," I said in a shakey voice. I probably seemed pathetic.

He grinned widely, before jumping up. "Of course I would,"

I beamed at him, grabbing his hand. Once in the bathroom, he slowly took his clothes off. I didn't watch since I had dropped my towel, and I was crawling into the bathtub. He crawled in after me, and sat across from me.

"When I was little," I said, playing around with the bubbles. "I used to take bubble bathes all the time, and make myself look like Santa Clause with the bubbles."

He chuckled, "Me too; sometimes I still do,"

I giggled at him, moving over to him. I sat next to him, taking his hand. I took my other free hand, and turned his cheek so he faced me. I kissed him. I opened my mouth, and let his tongue enter. He moved on top of me. With the hand that held his, I pressed his hand against my breast. He grasped it, starting to kiss my neck. I felt his hand travel all around my belly, making it's way to my hip. I excepted him to go down, but he didn't. He stopped kissing me, and looked at me. "Bed?"

I shook my head. "There's a condom in my bag,"

He got out. I got a view of his front, which made me blush. He obviously noticed, and laughed. He walked out, "Bath tub sex?" He called. I heard my bag zip. "I didn't think you were this wild, Macy Collins."

I threw my legs up over the edge. "There's a lot you don't know about me, Barakat,"

He came back with the condom on. He stepped into the water between my legs. "Oh yeah?"

"Oh yeah,"

~

After, we laid in the bathtub, talking about how we planned on getting married.

"I barely wear dresses," I said, giving a breathy laugh. "Let alone heels! I'll probably end up tripping,"

He nudged me. "You looked fine in that one black dress. Maybe we could have a gothic wedding. Black shows off your curves,"

I threw my head back, booming with laughter. "Curves? What curves?"

"You have curves!"

I shook my head, "Maybe the curves of an eight year old. But thanks for trying, Jack,"

Suddenly, Jack's phone started to ring. He got out from the water, and wrapped a towel around himself. "Hello?" He answered.

I figured it was time to get out. I got out from the water, body dripping. I unplugged the drain, and wrapped my red towel around my body.

"Alex, speak slower!" He snapped.

I turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow.

"We'll be right there." He ended the call.

"What's going on?"

"My idiot best friend lost your sister."

Oh. Great.

~

We got there, and the party was ten times larger. More cars were parked everywhere, and the party had somehow made it's way to the beach. Girls were running around topless, screaming. We got inside, and saw a line of coke on the table. Jack looked at me, fully worried.

Molly wouldn't do drugs, right?

We found Alex, who was extremely intoxicated on the beach. He had managed to loose his shirt, and was chatting it up with a girl with large boobs. "Hey guys," he slurred. "This is Mary,"

"It's Mari," she giggled, drinking something.

"Right, whatever. Her and I are getting married like you two!" He put his arm around Mari.

"You two are married? That's, like, so-ooo cute!" She giggled, and then burped.

"Alex, where's Molly?" I asked him, bitterly.

He shrugged. "First she was making out with some guy, and then I turn my back, and she's with a girl! Your sister's really hot, Macy!"

I rubbed my face in distress. "Okay! So where is she?!"

"I think they went upstairs? I'm not too sure!"

"Who's Molly?" Mari asked. "Are you cheating on me?"

Alex stuck his finger in his ear, and turned to Mari. "What? Who are you?"

Mari dropped her drink, and ran away, crying.

"Oh! Well, hey! How come you two are here?" Alex turned to me.

I made a squeaky noise, grabbing Alex's beer. I downed it.

Jack looked at me like I was crazy.

"Looks like we'll be here for a while, might as well have fun!" I gave a fake smile, before walking off. If drinking meant getting this stress of finding my stupid sister, then so be it.

Notes

hey, this is one part off the night. there's probably going to be about 3 maybe. anyways, leave the links to whom you want macy, and molly to be portrayed by! thanks:)