9.P.M FRIDAY NIGHT
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" I scram as I danced on the table little a mad person. "GO CAMERON! GO GO GO!!!!" Monnique yelled cheering me on. "What the hell is going on?" Dianna asked. "CAMERON?" she wondered in shock. "What is she- I saw her hanging out with Jake a while ago." Craig said. "Where's Jake?" Dianna asked. "He's out at the store, went to but more drinks cause we were running out." Raquan said. "Do you see her up there? She rocking it!" Monnique says with a smile. "No, this isn't what I meant! Cameron doesn't drink." Dianna said. "C'mon, just a little alcohol, What's the worst that could happen?" Monnique asked. "She could get hurt. She could fall off that table and get hurt. Get her down from there!" Dianna commands. Raquan and Craig did as she said and got her off the table. "Cameron? Cameron? Are you okay?" Dianna asked with concern. "I am GREAT!" Cameron replied in a drunken manner. "Ok, no seriously? I'm fine." she said in her normal voice."No you're not. You're drunk Cameron, you want me to take you home?" Dianna asked. "No, Dianna, I'm fine!" she said in her noraml tone. "Okay! I bought the stuff and they're being brought in by the guys." Jake said joining the group. "Hey Jake!" Dianna greets. " Hi!" Jake said. "Ok. Cameron you ready to party now?" Jake asks. "She's had enough partying... Could you take her up to the bulcony to get some air?" Dianna requests. "Why? What happened?" Jacob wanted to know. 'Nothing, she just needs air." Right Cameron?" Dianna asked. "Yeah. I need air." she said as she held her fore head. "Ok." Jake said. "Well, let's go then." he said leading her upsatirs to the bulcony like Dianna asked.
Cameron sighs as she leans over the bulcony rail. "Are you okay?" Jacob asked. "I'm fine." she replied. "You sure?" he asked concerned. "I have a headache." she tells him. "Oh, must be the loud music. C'mon, let's go lay you down okay?" he says. She stumbles as they walk back into the room. "Whoa!" he exclaims stopping her fall. "Ok. C'mon!" he said carrying her inside. "Here we go." he says as he lays her on the bed. "Sleep tight." he says with a kiss on the forehead before leaving.
9.A.M SATURDAY MORNING (AT THE SALON)
I sighed with relief after hearing the story of what happend the previous night. "That explains why I woke up in the bed today." I said. "Yeah, I guess." Dianna says. 'I was so proud of you last night Cameron!" Monnique says. "I'm never going to drink another drop of alcohol again." I said making an outh.
2.P.M SATURDAY AFTERNOON
"I feel nautious." I said. "Are you okay?" Dianna asked. "I have to go to the bathroom." I said as I ran into the restaurants' bathroom. "Are you okay?" Dianna asked me as I returned back to the table. "Yeah I'm fine." I replied. "You said you felt nautios." Monnique said. "Did you puke?" she asked. "Yeah." I replied. "I think I over drank last night." I told them. "Oh, yeah!"Dianna says. "You wanna leave, maybe go back to work or you wanna finish lunch?" Dianna asks. "I lost my appetite, let's go." I said.
6.P.M AT THEIR APPARTMENT
"I swear I've gone to the bathroom more than 50 times today." I commented as I sat down on the couch. "Must be peeing out al the alcohol." Dianna commented. "Looks like we have voicemail." Dianna says as she activated the voicemail. Jacob voicemail: "Hey! Cameron. Sup? Listen we need to talk. Call me back." "Hm. I wonder what that could be about." I told myself. "Heh! Yeah..." Dianna says. "Is something wrong?" I asked. "No, No, just tired. I'm going to bed." Dianna said. "At 6pm?" I wondered. "It was a long day." Dianna says. "And a long night." she added. "You're telling me, I'm still experiencing the after effects." I said. 'Yeah, well, goodnight.'" she said as she headed into her bedroom. "
6.A.M SUNDAY MORNING
I ran into the bathroom and puked into the toilet once again. "Still?" I said with frustration. "What did I drink?" I wondered trying to remeber the eents of Last Friday night.