luna had been invited to a house party so she brought you as you were close friends. lynn had also come, not caring if she was invited or not. she didn’t typically go to parties but she felt like it was a real ‘fuck it’ moment. you had been pressured to drink so you did but didn’t really enjoy it. luna had run off with sam, her girlfriend, and you spotted lynn talking to a really beautiful girl in your grade so you now found yourself sitting at the bottom of a staircase, watching over everyone. a boy around your age came up to you and sat next to you, starting up a conversation. you decided to engage it, then he started flirting with you. you decided to flirt back, not really caring anymore. if lynn could do it, so could you. lynn had been wandering around after that previous conversation had ended as she wasn’t interested in being here anymore nor was she interested in drinking. she spotted you and this boy flirting and she felt a weird sense of jealousy wash over her. she had decided to wear her hair down for once but put it back up as she stormed over to the two of you. “hey, i need to borrow this one.” she looked directly at you. “i’m actually speaking to someone right now, lynn.” she gave you a sarcastic smile before grabbing your arm and pulling you up, throwing you over her shoulder and walking away. “hey! lynn! put me down!” you flailed your legs. she set you down once she was satisfied with the distance between you two and that boy. “what the fuck?!” you exclaimed. “having fun?” she gave you another sarcastic smile. “you seemed to be.” you shot back. “what are you talking about?!” she watched you. “that girl you were obviously interested in! the one in our grade!” she huffed a humorless laugh. “my god, we were talking about soccer! why were you even flirting with that douchebag anyway?!” you crossed your arms. “well?! he doesn’t care about you! he only wants one thing!” she spat. “sue me! i wanna be wanted!” you spat back. “you are wanted!” lynn shot back. “by who?!” you raised your voice. “by me!” lynn yelled. “oh, so you care?!” you scoffed. “yes! i do!” lynn suddenly realized what she had said and went quiet for a moment. then she spoke. “you’re drunk. you don’t drink.” she started to feel protective. “god forbid a girl tries something new!” lynn just shook her head. “you’re coming home with me. let’s go.” she grabbed your arm, picking you up and throwing you back over her shoulder as she walked out of the party, heading back to her own house.