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I’d thought.
    I knew I
should cut myself off, I was already feeling slightly light headed from the two
glasses I’d downed, but I just wanted that buoyant feeling I’d had earlier to
come back. I didn’t want to feel self conscious and out of place, so I went
back for glass number three. Cait found me and chatted for a few minutes, but I
sensed her disinterest when I started catching her up on my college life, so I
trailed off and let her excuse herself to go track down Leila.
    Like a
masochist, my eyes latched onto Chris and Katrina again, following their
movements, the way they touched each other, the smiles and intimate looks they
shared, and then I went back for glass number four. It disappeared as quickly
as glass three had, and by the time I got to glass number five, at least I
think it was five, it could have been six, I was buuuuzzzing.
    I bumped
into Ace’s sister, Bree and another of their cousins. I liked Bree. She was
loads of fun, and she had her very own bottle of champagne. The three of us
found our own little corner to chat and sip. They were both so funny, and
laughing was a lot better than feeling disappointed because Chris hadn’t looked
my way all night. That was alright. I didn’t need Chris. I had Bree and . . .
and, crap I forgot her name, and champagne, lots of champagne, and this was a
party. It was supposed to be fun. I was going to have fun and celebrate.

Chapter 6
    Chris
     
    “That’s
Sadie’s other sister?” Katrina asked with raised eyebrows as she watched the
scene before us.
    “Yeah,
that’s Mia.” I cringed as I watched her start to stumble and then reach out
with her hand that wasn’t holding an almost full champagne flute. She latched
onto Ace’s sister for support. They laughed and then carried on dancing as if
she hadn’t just about fallen on her ass. From the stories I’d heard about Bree,
she was no doubt the instigator of their little dance party that was taking
place in the dining room. Between the three girls, I didn’t want to know how
much champagne they’d consumed, but Mia was undoubtedly the drunkest, barely
able to stand, singing boisterously and not at all pleasantly. Not that she
could get many actual words out between the non-stop giggles.
    “She looks
like she can’t be more than seventeen. Shouldn’t someone do something about
her?” Katrina said distastefully.
    I had to
agree with her. I’d watched the past hour and a half as Mia progressed from
lively right into drunk, and then piss drunk. Sadie had been distracted with
her party, mingling and accepting congratulations as she entertained everyone,
oblivious to how out of control Mia was getting, or she would have cut her off
a while ago. Honestly, I should have put a stop to it myself. Now there wasn’t
a person here who wasn’t aware of just how drunk Mia was. Her other two sisters
were standing there, watching Mia with contemptuous looks. They were her
sisters. They should have done something besides stand there and stare.
    “She’s
eighteen, and yeah, she’s a little wild sometimes, but she’s actually a sweet
girl.”
    “Real sweet,
I’m sure. And real classy.  She’s not only embarrassing herself, she’s
embarrassing Sadie.”
    I looked
over to see Sadie watching her sister with concern, finally realizing that Mia
had gone way past just having a good time. I knew Sadie didn’t give a fuck
about what anyone here thought. She wasn’t embarrassed. She was worried about
her kid sister.
    “I’ll be
right back,” I told Katrina.
    “Where are
you going?”
    “I’m just
going to talk to her,” I said. “Give me a minute.” I walked up behind Mia,
gently grabbing her shoulder to get her attention. She jerked, sloshing
champagne out of her glass as she tried to turn on her heels to face me. She
would have landed on her ass if I hadn’t steadied her. I grabbed the glass from
her hand. “I’ll take that. You’ve had enough.”
    “Oh no I
haven’t.” She tried to take it