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It's been a horrible week of intense practicing, literally until we bleed. Okay, so not until we bleed, just until our fingers start hurting or until sweat drizzles up and down our spines. I think we'd played until perfection last night. But even though I'm super focused on the band, I'm still counting the days until Kelsey arrives. I'm up to 6. Six more days without her, I can't wait to kiss her lovely pink lips and run my fingers through her soft curly blonde hair. She's the one. She's the only one for me.

So we end up going to this great party that Michael Guy's been planning up for since the 'beginning of his time.' he wouldn't shut up about it really, some chick named Sabrina's party. We head over to her house. Everybody says she's a really big whore, whoever she is. Michael says I've boned her once but, like those other girls where important. Michael's Guy's got his 'fucking cap' on???? and being reg ready to go, also he's brought like sixty something condoms and fucking expects to use them all, crazy shit. But from what everyone else says, and I mean the band, they're making this Sabrina chick out to be pretty wild.

"I'm telling you, fours--No, fives--No! Sixs--SHIT, like a fucking EIGHT SOME Michael Guy goes on about everything. She's all for it, we just gotta find six more people. And by people I mean girls." I laugh at him and his stupid self.

"Why don't you just fuck her you moron??" I ask.

He looks like he can't be any more sad. "Where's the fun in that?"

"Okay, find six more chicks who are drunk and crazy enough to have sex with you AND seven other girls."

"Dude, I'm telling you, and I don't mean to burst your bubble...but I don't think you're ganna be using all those condoms here tonight." Adam points out the obvious. "Or probably ever, for your sake." Again Adam points out the obvious.

"You never fucking know, kid. This is Sabrina Rego's party. You never fucking know iif sixties enough!" Why does he say her name like some kind of goddest. If she was really thar special, I think I would remember her....

"Wait, so when did I sleep with her?" I ask Andy who's been quiet beside me. Him and his girlfriend just broke up...I think he's upset.

"Uhh, you know that one night?"

"No. There's been lots of those in my life."

"Ok, ummm that one where you just got with some random chick when whatshername dumped you."

"Who, Amanda?"

"No, Sabrina."

"No, I mean, when Amanda dumped me?"

"No, when Kelsey dumped you."

"Ohhhh. Oh my god, it's her???" I remember the night, "Wow, Michael Guy, you gotta get you some of that. She's blows like a fucking maniac." I smile still remembering.

"Aw the memory coming back together?" Michael Guy says. "About time, I was wondering howw  you could forget someone like that. "She's like, the Queen of fuck!" He tells me. "And she's about to meet her king." he smiles real happy.

"Wait, wait wait a second, just becayse I'm taken, don't mean I've given up that title!"

"Well since as you've given up your cock, you've been officially written off."

"Heh, Heh, Heh. Damn, you're so fucking! Can't you see, I'm about to piss myself." I say sarcastically. "And besides, the only person who really deserves this beautiful cock, is my true love named Kelsey."

"Pussy." he spits at me.

"Shut up ok? You think I really will have a hard time getting laid if I wanted to?"

"No, you just sound like a bitch with all your 'No one deserves this' shit and then whole 'my true love', you're a complete pussy. Like, chicks think they're suck prizes." He rolls his eyes. That's true.

"Well if you've slept with at least a third of  the girls I've banged, you'd feel pretty special now wouldn't you?"

"Right right right, well we'll see who gets laid. And who doesn't." Michael Guy says.

"Whatever, let's go in the fucking house already." Adam complains.

We walk in, wow the party's wild. But it's nothing I haven't seen before. All around I see people making out and grinding on each other, everybody has at least one drink in their hangs, the room is smokey and smells like liquor, the music is shaking the floor from the bass. I look at the guys and they're all smiling. The girls are looking at mme curiously, I wink at the most amazed one and then prceed to exple the house.

Everywhere I go, girls just stop and stare at me or try to chatt but I tell them I'm waiting for my girlfriend to come and then they walk away. Stop thinking baout it, stop thinking about it...I tell myself. Michael Guy salutes to me and then starts dancing with a hot girl with carmel skin and curly dark brown hair. I look at the rest of us (the band) Adam sees Michael Guy and follows, Andy needs to piss so he leaves for the bathroom, leaving me and Michael standing awkwardly. So what am I doign here? I used to come here to bang drunken sluts...but I can't do that now, so I leave Michael to go in the kitchen. There a girl eyes me up and walks towards me. "Are you William Beckett?" She asks smiling. It's amazing how they all wear the same smiles when they say that. You know, I would have this girl, I would totally fuck this chick in a moment and never think twice about it. She's the type of girl that'll let me have it. Look at her, I can tell by the way that she walked toward me.

"Why yes, I am." I smile. And then it's just sort of like the old days.