THE PARTY NIGHT

(Amanda's POV)

People in there paid zero attention to me. They acted like I was invisible. I walked to a less crowded corner. Drinks were distributed there.

" Amanda, you showed up." Godwin came rushing to me.

He wore an open shirt and executive kind of pants. I smiled back and waved my hands.

"You look hot." He said as he ran his eyes all over me.

Gosh! I felt so uncomfortable. That was clearly not a 'friendly' kind of talk.

" Have some drinks." He said and handed me his glass.

" No its fine, I'll get a glass for myself." I really didn't want to have drink from his glass.

He looked at me so disappointed and made that childish stupid sad face.

I took a glass and poured a drink from the bottle. Slowly I took a single sip from the glass and 'yuck' it tastes like trash.

" Amanda, It's not wine to drink sip by sip. You have to drink the whole thing in a singlego." Godwin spoke with his hands folded, observing me.

I drank the whole glass and smiled at him with proudness dancing all over me.

" No cheers??" He asked.

I totally forgot about that custom. So, I poured another glass for doing the 'cheers'.

Unusually, the drink tasted so much better now. With curiosity, plus to show Godwin that I can handle drinks just like boys, I poured another glass followed by two more.

" It tastes so good Godwin. What is this drink? It's like a magic potion."

" Alcohol obviously." He said casually as he drank another glass.

" What? No, no way."

I felt so drowsy. Why does everything feel so blurry but beautiful? Maybe, I just need another glass of ' whatever'.

" Amanda, come to my room upstairs. You can peacefully drink and take rest."

" Now that's what you call a brilliant, amazing, excellent idea. Make sure you lock me inside cause I don't want to see 'people'."