I just sort of stared at her, not expecting the cruel remark. She and her cheerleader friend started laughing as I stared at them. “He was drunk!” I finally managed.
Emily stopped laughing and looked at me like I was some kind of idiot, “Guys get drunk, Judie, it happens,”
“Well maybe I don’t like guys who get drunk.”
“Then why are you going out with Blake? and come on, you were laughing when Dan got drunk, and don’t tell me you don’t like Dan, everyone thinks he’s awesome. So really, you’re just a goody goody virgin girl.”
“And how is that a bad thing?” said a voice behind me, I spun around to face my old crush. Wes.

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