Spencer P.O.V.

Ashley was called over to her sister and I was left to my own accord.  At first I just watched her.  I watched Ashley struggle to make the keg thingy work.  She was twisting nobs and screwing stuff in.  Her face was configured into one of confusion and frustration.  It was actually really cute.  The way she’d breath heavily through her nose when something wouldn’t work the way she wanted.  Or how her eyebrows scrunched up in a cute manor when nothing happened once again.  

I just leaned there against the counter watching.  I saw in slow motion almost as she squeezed the nozzle and beer came flying out of the keg landing by the crotch area of some guys shirt.

It was to loud to hear was was said but they looked like they were flirting.  It started of normal but the boy was starting to flirt with her.  Ashley’s back was towards me so I couldn’t see her reaction.  She said something to the boy that caused him to smile and say something back.  That in return caused Ashley to cock her head to the side and there was more smiling.

I didn’t understand what was going on.  I didn’t like it.  When something in me just couldn’t stand it any longer I turned away.  If Ashley, my brother, Aiden, and Kyla were all going to have some fun so was I.  I filled a small glass with another shot of vodka.  The bottle had a big SKYY on it.  I shrugged not knowing the difference between all the different vodka’s and drank my shot in one gulp.  The liquor burned my throat but I was ready this time.  I fought of the coughing sensation and walked away from the liquor.  

I wonder if this is what its like to be buzzed.

I fought my way through the crowed.  The loud beat of ‘You Da One’ was deafening and the mass of bodies were suffocating.  There was hardly any room to walk and forgive me for not wanting to brush against sweaty guys doing their best to air hump girls.  People were grinding on each other left and right.  It was insane.