I met Evelyn at the bus stop in my village, Congatown.. It was so good to see her. I'd never got the bus so late in the evening, it was 7pm but still, i felt brave.
We both went to buy drinks for Pre-drinks with Crystal and the girls at Ali's. It was exciting and i felt nervous already. We both showed our ID and paid for our cider and Amy's vodka.
i was so excited that it had worked. I also got some cash out for the club- you never know, i might buy some drinks there too.
"Let's find the house then." It took us a while, i was wearing these wedged boots - too high for someone who rarely leaves the house without her pair of Lee Coopers.
I tripped and thought i may have twisted my ankle "Gosh i haven't even drunken anything yet."
Eventually, Evelyn- being as amazing as she is - found Ali's house.
Greeted by a little Jack Russle, he was so cute.
I changed my clothes, "Wait, Cherry, what're you doing, aren't you wearing that tonight?"
"No, it's my jumper."
"Oh i thought you were going to wear that, its nice."
"Haha, oh Evelyn, of course not."
I slipped into my dress - the one which Archie had heard about from Leah. He asked about it, but i told him that it doesn't leave much to the imagination.
It was very low-cut, which for me to wear is quite a revelation. My left bra cup kept coming out, damn it - having one bigger than the other is not okay.
Oh well.
"Wow Cherry."
"Aw no, don't. I feel really slutty."
"You look great."
"Thank you everyone."
I felt self conscious, plus my hair was a mess- A straightened mess, it was all wavy and static.
So i opened the Thatches Katy... and I drank it all.
I tried Vodka but i wasn't sure.
We took lots of cute pictures and listened to the Weeknd, god he's good isn't he?
I must've been so drunk by this stage...I drank too much. We hadn't even got to the Social yet....This was only the Pre's!
I started to cry as i told all the girls how much i loved them.
I recall one person asking whether me and Archie were a thing and to this i responded, honestly, "Well not quite, we are supposed to be going into Bristol tomorrow though....just the two of us."
The girls understood. That's why i loved them so, and i enjoyed their company.
"Right lets go."
Walking out of Ali's house, i remembered my coat and some of my belongings...including a massive rucksack i brought. Adidas just to please the road men...*Cough cough* ....Ali.
I put some Busted on as we walked to the club. I was the only one singing. The girls held me and told me to 'act sober' before getting into the club. Showing the security men my ticket and smiling like a mad person, they let me in. I was in.
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