an: Hi and welcome :)

I went a head and rated this M, because of the alcohol influence of the story. Meaning it influences the MC, but its not like sex, drugs, and rock n roll type stuff. just prudes of the world beware!

basically if you've read 'Get Even' you know the deal, same rules here. if you haven't welcome :) and i hope you enjoy.

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Thousands of hundreds of miles away a young pop star screamed in his dressing room…

“ANYTHING BUT THE KOLA BEAR!” I screamed jolting from my nightmare the horror of my drunken nightmare had me shaking, but as I sat up I couldn’t help but feel the as if the earth had shaken just a little letting out a whistle in the process…

“UMPFH.” I muttered as my head throbbed. It was getting revenge on me for killing brain cells at Courtney’s party Friday night.

I squeezed back in retaliation, but it just made the throbbing worse.

I was having a monstrous throw-over, which is what my best friend Bailey classifies as past a hang-over but slightly right below death.

Symptoms include:

Throbbing head revenge

Nausea not due to pregnancy, but pregnancy could occur weeks later, depending.

Odor from using your showing time for passed out sleep

And complete lack of memory.

I sighed; I was a good four for four.

Shit.

Pissed off that I was thrown-over from a party I didn’t even want to go to, I decided the first step to my slow recovery was a shower.

Suddenly David Bendingfield blared into my room causing me to wince.

Cursing like the dirty sailor I was, I fumbled around in the dark until my hands clasped the cursed device.

“YOUU!!” I scolded into the phone.

“What? What did I do?” the other voice said innocently.

“You know what you did! YOU forced me to go to that gay party which im sure YOU were pouring me drinks at which led to my ultimate demise! YOU got me thrown-over!”

“You know,” She said impatiently, “you’re seventeen, eighteen in two months. Take some responsibility.”

I sighed and stumbled into the bathroom, “its more fun placing the blame on you.”

“Shank hoe.”

“Skeeze.” I teased back.

“OH MY GOD, Katie, Are you peeing while we’re on the phone?”

I laughed hard, “Well if I wasn’t hung over I wouldn’t have to. I could hold it but my bodies being a little demanding this morning…”

“Wow. Oh my god.”

“Yes well I know my bowl holding abilities are quite amazing…”

“NO Katie. Oh, oh, oh…”

“Okay Bay, stop making sex noises and speak. I want to get in the shower.”

She didn’t speak for a good five minutes.

“Crap, Bay you alive?”

I could hear her laughing hysterically in the back ground, but then her voice suddenly grew serious. Being naturally calm and level headed I didn’t scream into the phone demanding she speak immediately.

“Katie, now I’m going to tell you this and I don’t want you to freak…”

My pulse began to race.

“There’s a video.”

A SEX VIDEO!?!

I MADE A DRUNK SEX VIDEO?!

I LOST MY VIRGINITY ON FILM?!

AND BAILEY WATCHED IT?!

I tried my best to breathe.

What the hell is she doing watching my sex tapes?!

What is she doing watching sex tapes anywise?

“But it’s not a sex tape or anything.” She added nonchalantly.

I returned breathing.

“It’s worse.”

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An: So pretty much and claiming 'thrown over' as my word. If you've heard it before then let me know and i'll retract but i searched the ultimate site aka and no such phrase was owned there. so claming it here :)

lol but yes, leave me your thoughts.

1. are you pumped/excited?

2. how do you like the characters so far?

3. do you like the plot?

4. is it orginal?

ILY and peace :)