East Kids - Tessa & Elijah

Chapter 9

Tessa

"Drink, drink, drink!" the bystanders say to me. Grinning, I rise from my seat on the sofa I have promised myself and take one of the numerous bottles of vodka from the table. "If you'd like that so much ...", I look into the round with a grin: " ... then I'll have mercy on you. " I unscrew the lid with nimble fingers and consider to take a glass, put the bottle then, however, simply so to the mouth and begin the hot, burning liquid my throat down into my body to let flow.

Although I know that the alcohol won't make me drunk immediately, I can already feel the euphoria spreading inside me. I pour more and more into myself until the bottle is almost empty and then pass it on to someone on my left. I can't get completely drunk. Then everything will get out of hand and I can't afford that.

Once before exactly what I am trying to protect myself from right now has happened. First I thought it was relatively good, but then I woke up in the morning and had to face the huge thunder of my mother after some of my gestures destroyed a vase, looted the fridge and the alcohol and tore the leather of the sofa.

Since then I have been paying better attention. I watch as the boy next to me empties the drink and then yells while the bystanders celebrate.

I'm about to drop back onto the sofa, where I notice Thalia's staring gaze. As soon as I have noticed, she tries to draw my attention to the two girls who are sitting a little apart. I immediately recognize her as the two who molested me during the break on Monday.

To make it clear to her that I understood her, I nod at Thalia. The past few days I have spent thinking up a perfect diabolical plan and today I can finally put it into action.

"I'll make some drinks for our new ones," I announce, leaving the sitting area and strolling across to the bar. Once there, I open the cola, put a shot in two glasses and then fill up with alcohol until the mixture almost spills over. But I'm not finished yet. To get the scholarship holders to do what I want, it probably takes more than a small drink mix. After all, they are totally prude.

I turn my head to Thalia and wave them inconspicuously over to me: "Do you have what I need? "You can count on me," she hands me two small pink tablets. She takes special care that no one can see it. I accept her just as discreetly.

My heart beats faster at the thought of drugging two people. I may be accused of some things, but I don't normally do that. Drugs aren't something I really like to do, but Thalia said it would be easier to 'loosen up' the mood a bit. After thinking about it a little, I agreed. But I don't know if I should still like it now. Besides, I have no idea what I am holding in my hands or where my girlfriend got the stuff.

Apparently it took me far too long to make my decision, because at this very moment two strong arms are wrapped around my waist from behind. My breath stops for a moment. If someone catches me with this stuff, I am dead.

In a short-circuit reaction I drop the two wrapped pills into the pocket of a jacket that someone has put down on the bar. I don't know who it belongs to, but I'd love to get it out right away.

The person who is bringing her mouth to my neck at this moment is the only obstacle preventing me from getting the stuff back. I can literally see my eyes widen as my heart beats so fast that it threatens to jump out of my chest at any moment. Suddenly it feels like it was a huge mistake to do what Thalia says.