"Sounds great." Emily said as she glanced at the clock. It would be a while and she knew that she should probably finish up her homework since she had some time. She smiled slightly. "Yeah, I'll see you later then, bye." She spoke before she hung up and went back to her computer. She sat there, going through her homework, forgetting about the time as she was swept up in her Calculos homework. Time slipped further and further form her until it crept slowly up to the time when he would be coming to get her for the party.

He crashed for a few hours then woke up, he fluffed his hair and looked in the mirror before grabbing his mom's keys and headed to her address with his gps, he thought he knew where it was but wasn't quite sure. He was lucky he used it though because it eneded up being somewhere completely different. He pulled up to the house and text her that he was there, he wasn't about meeting parents at all, and she probably figured that.

He had on some jeans, bleach splattered and ripped and a teeshirt his hair messy and straight with flip flops, he almost looked preppy but the hair threw it off. His car was nice, he had a 2009 red Ford Focus his parents obviously paid for. He waited in the passenger seat with the music loud for her to come out hoping he was at the right house.

Emily opened her eyes, not realizing she had been sleeping for half an hour. Her phone was buzzing against her elbow. She picked it up and saw that it was a text from Justin. She smiled and quickly gathered her things before she checked herself in the bathroom mirror to make sure she looked fine. Her eyes were slightly red from the sleep, but she knew it would clear up soon enough. She bounded down the stairs quietly before she left the house and saw the car. Her home was quite nice, large and fancy, and the whole yard screamed a team of yard workers. It was beautiful, even considering the time.

Emily had chosen to wear a yellow baby-doll dress with black leggings, it accented her curves in the right spots and left plenty to the imagination. Her white converse was quite contrasting compared to the black of her leggings, but she thought it looked fine. She opened the car door and climbed in, smiling at Justin. "Hello!" she greeted him happily. He looked extremely good, a lot better than he had earlier. "Are we off?" she asked with a smile.

He smiled bigger when he saw her she looked great, he didn't expect her to look that good although she did look amazing and he didn't doubt she cleaned up that nicely every time. He leaned over kissing her cheek, a habit he had when taking girls out and smiled, "You look great!" He leaned back over blushing slightly and started the car again speeding off towards the hills for the party, a good half an hour drive away.

When they got there they got out of the car and headed inside, he took a hold of her hand and walked lead her inside with him a bunch of people calling out, "Justin!" and "Hey!". He shook a few hands with his free hands and headed for the kitchen. He needed a drink. She could tell as he grabbed the bottled and started mixing some kind of juice and alcohol that he was in his natural element, he was happy and nothing could bring him down.

"Do you want anything?" he smiled at her again.

Emily blushed as Justin had leaned over and kissed her cheek, it only increased in color as he complimented her. "Thank you," she mumbled a little bashful. She kept quiet on the drive to this party, wondering what was going on in his mind. She was a little worried about this party, she didn't drink, she didn't smoke, and she didn't do drugs. She had a sinking feelings that this was going to be like that kind of party and that fact alone made her stomach hurt slightly.

She was surprised as most of the kids greated Justin with hey's and some high-fives. She watched as they moved through the crowds to the kitchen. Emily watched as he put a few things into a bottle. She frowned slightly before she looked around and grabbed a clean glass and filled it with water. "Just some water." She smiled.

"Water?" He frowned slightly. Justin was in his element when he drank, it gave him a good buzz and made him himself, some would probably say he had a problem but he said he just liked to party. He pouted playfully, "Come on let me make you a drink!" He looked around the kitchen lifting up random bottles "We got Vodka..." He set the bottle down picking up another one "Rum, you like rum and coke right?" He set that one down, "How about tequila sunrise?" He grinned slightly. He wasn't aware she didn't really drink, do drugs or any of that, he probably wouldnt have invited her if he knew, thats all he'd probably be doing.

A guy walked in the room calling out his name, "Ayyyy Justin!" Justin hugged him and shook his hand the kid obviously leaving some pills in Justin's hand. Justin nodded to him and grinned looking down at them in his hand.

Emily returned his frown as he offered to make her a drink. Even though she wouldn't drink, she knew she'd have a hard time telling Justin no as well as keep him interested in her. She sighed as he continued to go on about the different alcohol substances that were ther. She finally shook her head. "No Justin." She stated after a boy had come in and shook his hand. She knew at once he had given Justin something, and it made her slightly nervous.

"Sorry, I just don't drink. I suppose I should tell you now, I came here to be with you, not get wasted." Emily finally stated boldly before she nearly cringed as she waited for his response.

He was shocked slightly, he probably wouldn't have come to the party with her if he knew she didn't drink. "Well uh, I kind of came to party..." He said unsure of what to do. He didn't want to be rude but this was his life, his home court, his way of doing things and getting all his energy out. He loved to party, he loved to drink and he loved being around people. "Do you um, Want me to take you home? " he asked. He wasn't sure if she thought it was going to be a different party or something or if she didn't like him anymore because of that.

Emily looked at Justin, having a feeling what was running through his head. She shook her head quickly. "No, I just told you. I came to this party to be with you, not drink. There are plenty of ways to have fun without drinking...besides, I might have to be a designated driver if you get too hammered." She joked with a smile in hopes of easing the awkwardness between them. She knew a lot about him, but she hadn't thought that he'd offer to take her home. With the potential for drugs and heavy drinking, she wondered why he had offered to take her home when he could easily just ignore her and let her stand alone.

He smiled, "Well how about you come be my beer pong partner? I promise I'll drink for you." He held up his hands to show there were no fingers crossed smirking a little bit. "Pleaseee?" He pleaded with her trying to make her laugh. He didn't like tension with people or confrontations so he figured he'd just ignore the small outburst they'd just had together.

He liked her, a lot. She was cute, funny, but she didn't drink which means she probably didn't do drugs and that was a huge part of Justin's life, he didn't have plans to give any part of it up.

Emily smirked slightly as Justin pleaded with her to come with her. She laughed and nodded her head. "As long as I don't have to drink, sure, I'd love to be your partner." She shook her head. She had never even heard of beer pong, but was curious to see what it was even if she wouldn't take place in it. Despite Justin being kind of a wild child, who did things she never even wanted to do, she found that she was liking him fair enough and was happy to just spend her time with him even though she was in the presence of alcohol and most likely drugs.

They walked up to the table as a game was finishing and were going to play the winners of the last game. Justin grabbed two beers out of the cooler and started pouring them into 8 glasses about 1/3 of the way each. He wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her close and explaining, "You get a ping pong ball and you have to shoot it into their cups, if you sink it then they have to drink, and if they sink it we have to drink, the first team to lose all their cups has to drink the rest of the cups on the table, get it?" he asked finishing up pouring the beers in the cups and washing the ping pong balls off handing her one, "You shoot first."

They lost the game completely and Justin ended up drinking about 3 beers in total by himself, he was feeling good, definitely tipsy. He had washed down some of the pills that the guy had given them when he came in and was feeling good he was in the zone, he heard the song 'Ayer' by 'Flo-Rida' come on and grabbed her hand starting to sing "Oh Hot Damn! This Is My Jam!" He smirked, "Come dance with me!" He said dancing and making himself look like a fool singing along, holding his 5th drink of the night.

Emily stared at him with a thoughtful expression as he explained. "Yeah, I get how to play, but I don't get why you do it, other then to get yourself completely wasted." She said with a small frown, but shrugged her shoulders as she let him keep his arm around her waist. All in all, they sucked as a team, they perhaps had made two or three shots that had made it in the opposite teams cup, but they lost horribly and Justin had definitely had his share of beer and then some. She sighed as she watched him get up. He looked drunk, and she could tell he must've slipped himself something while drinking the alcohol.

She was unsure if she wanted to dance, but figured that what the heck, she should do it. They danced for a little while, Emily keeping plenty of distance through her and him, not letting him ruin her comfort zone. Finally Emily had had it as he was going for more beer. She shook her head and took the drink from his hands. "No Justin, you've had enough, plenty, more than I could've thought. It's time for you to go home, I'll drive you." She said as she began to pull him away from the party.

He stopped dead in his tracks when she said that shocked, and at first he started to walk with her but then realized she wanted him to leave, No, I'm feeling too good to leave He thought to himself, "Come On Em!" He stopped walking and she couldn't pull him, he was definitely much bigger than her so that wasn't hard to believe. "I'm fine I swear, Come on one more drink." He started dancing with her again as a good song came on and got a little too close calling for one of the guys to get him another drink."

He hadn't been thinking about relationships at the moment, that any normal girl would've probably slapped the shit out of him and left him there, and he was thinking that she was someone to rely on, or at least he had been trying to make it that way. He was just being himself though, good old, unreliable, irresponsible , drinking, Justin.

Emily instantly hardened her eyes as she watched him. She watched as he pulled her towards where the others were dancing and said he was perfectly fine and wanted another drink. As a buy brought Justin a drink, Emily took it and dumped it in a garbage can. "No Justin, no more." She said firmly as she grabbed both of his hands and once again started to pull him towards the door. She could tell if he continued to be stubborn, than she would definitely get angry with him and probably do something a little drastic.

"Justin, you're high, and drunk, no more. I won't let you stay here. You have no idea how bad this is on your health. I'm not leaving without you." She stared at him straight in the eye to show she was serious and wasn't about to back down.

He pulled his hands out of hers a little too roughly and fell backwards into a few girls standing there he knocked their drinks on them and laughed as he laid there and the girls screamed at him. He finally got up and grabbed a drink sitting on a table looking at Emily, "You can go home, I'll just walk home." He was mad now, not violent mad, just upset; this was his lifestyle-- partying, drinking, having a good time and if a girl didn't like it well then she wasn't for him.

Emily glared darkly at him as he got to his feet after falling and picked up another drink. She didn't mind it so much, but right now he had had enough. "No Justin, I'm not leaving you here." She said in a threatening tone as she took the drink he had picked up. Despite her small size compared to him, she was quite strong, and the fact that Justin was drunk helped. She grabbed him firmly and began to pull him out of the party, determined to get him home one way or another.

He finally just gave up, he was too drunk to fight with her so he went with her out to the car, he stood next to it for a second and as she unlocked the doors he bent over throwing up, probably from the pill/alcohol combination. He threw up for a good ten minutes before he stood up and said "I need some water, I'll be right back I promise." He looked miserable, and truth be told he was a baby when he was sick. He started stumbling towards the house again.

Emily quickly stepped out of range as Justin puked his guts out for a good ten minutes. She watched him carefully as he said he needed water. She sighed and rolled her eyes before she nodded. "If you aren't back in five, I'm coming back in for you and I am not leaving without you." She spoke clearly so he wouldn't misunderstand her in any way. She was a little upset with him, but figured that he couldn't get too far being so wasted.

He got a bottle of water and came outside rinsing his mouth and the walking back towards the car looking for her. He got there and looked up "Are we going now?" He asked getting in the car resting his head against the back of the seat sighing softly. He didn't want to leave but he didnt exactly feel good enough to party more. He wished he had another drink to settle his stomach but he gave up waiting to go home.