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(I literally haven't even looked this over, I just found a decent stopping point and I'm posting it right away so don't be TOO harsh)

If my life was a movie, then the next two months would definitely be a montage. You'd see a lot of the same thing. Elizabeth and I making out in the halls before class and going to her place after school almost every other day. There would be copious amounts of alcohol being ingested and weed being smoked and of course, a lot of sex.

I'd convinced my grandparents that since I was a senior, I had a ton of projects to do so I was staying at Daniels at least once a week. They were pretty relaxed about the way they were raising me and I know my dad cared about me and loved me however, he also looked at me as a man capable of making my own decisions.

I had reached highs in my life that I'd never hit before and it wasn't just because of the reefer. Elizabeth made me laugh like I hadn't with anyone else. We liked a lot of the same music. We could have in-depth conversations about religion, politics and most importantly, what was going to happen in Rick and Morty season 3. We had so much in common.

Of course part of me was terrified. It was almost like I didn't know where I began and she ended because of how wrapped up I was in her. She made me feel like I Superman and the rest of the world was full of peasants.

One night I got so drunk that I was sick but couldn't seem to throw up. She followed me into the bathroom and shoved her fingers down my throat so that I could puke. Of course that's gross but I mean she was my ride or die. We had even talked about marriage after high school and kids. She was the new single most important thing in my life.

We had made things official about two weeks after we initially had sex. I really didn't even care about Nicole. The only things I cared about in this world were my weight-lifting, my grades and Elizabeth. Daniel always looked at me with so much envy and I couldn't help but gloat every time we tried something new in the bedroom or did something extra freaky.

There were times when we didn't just fuck though. I felt that I'd truly experienced making love. Our movements would be slow but rhythmic. There was a ton of kissing and caressing. I could look her in the eyes and just stare, completely vulnerable and utterly immersed. This girl had flipped everything that I'd thought I'd known about relationships upside down.

Elizabeth and I had planned a date to celebrate our 2 months together. We decided to go to Seattle and go to Pike's Place market as well as the Experience Music Project. The latter of which was a museum dedicated to music throughout the years as well as science fiction movies, tv shows and books.

We rode the ferry across the Puget Sound to The Emerald City, which takes about an hour if you board it from Bremerton. Once we got off of the boat, we made our way to Pike's Place, which wasn't too far from the ferry terminal. We walked into each little store making jokes about the merchandise, trying on clothes and just having a fun time. We stopped ate at a place called The Athenian, which was one of my personal favorite places to eat in Seattle.

Afterwards we took a cab to the EMP and bought our tickets. Everything was going perfectly until we walked into the Seattle Seahawks exhibit. I was looking at the superbowl trophy they had on display when I turned around, just looking at the other things in the exhibit when a girl passed by me and said 'hi' as she walked by.

"Do you know her?" Asked Elizabeth while the other girl walked away.

"No, babe I've never seen her in my life," I said.

"Did you check her out?" She demanded.

"What? No I didn't even really look at her," I replied, confused.

"Don't fucking lie to me Ryan. I saw you look at her ass," she said whisper yelling.

"What are you talking abo-"

"You looked right at her ass when she walked out of here," she was starting to get louder. "No, you want her, you can fucking have her you pig," she said loudly, marching out of the exhibit, walking fast to the exit of the building.

I caught up to her outside. "Elizabeth, what the hell is your problem?"

"You're the one with the problem. Go fuck her! See if I care!" She was yelling at this point.

People were starting to stare at us, mumbling as they walked by us.

"You're acting crazy. I didn't even look at her." She continued to walk back and I was getting a little scared. This was completely irrational and I didn't understand what was really going on. I grabbed her by her forearm. "Baby, please you know I love you and I'd never look at another girl." Okay, yes, that was bullshit but I definitely didn't look at that girls ass. "I'm sorry," I said, eventually giving in when she refused to turn around.

"That's better. You better not ever let me catch you looking at another girl or I'll chop your dick off," she said threateningly.

I laughed as I hugged her, relieved that she was done being crazy. I didn't understand how she'd just turned on a dime like that. I apologized to her for no reason but at least she wasn't mad. She had never quite flipped on me like that before and It was as if she was another person for ten minutes. I assumed that maybe she was on her period so she was just having some hormonal mood swings.

We finished our time at the EMP without any more discrepancies. We looked at the guitar sculpture, took pictures next to some of the really cool pieces they had there like some of the guitars from Nirvana. I enjoyed the SciFi section the most and got a really cool picture next to a Darth Vader Sculpture made out of legos.

We got home that night and of course, Elizabeth wanted to go to a party. I never told her no to parties since I knew she'd make me go anyways. We got back pretty late anyways so we just drove straight from the ferry in Bremerton to the party. When we got there it was definitely lit. They were playing some Lil Uzi, which wasn't my favorite but at least all of his songs had dope beats.

Instead of dragging me to the liquor like she always did, Elizabeth led me down a crowded hallway and into a bedroom. "Babe, I don't think we should fuck here," I said, joking.

"We're not having sex, Ryan. But, you are going to try something,"

I followed her, excited and anxious to see what was to come. We entered a bedroom and saw three people sitting on the bed. It was Tyler (Denise's boyfriend), Denise and Dallas from the first kickback I'd been to with Elizabeth. On the bed was a tray with what was quite obviously cocaine lined up on it.

My heart raced. Why was there coke in here? I barely even smoked weed. Was Elizabeth about to do a line of coke in front of me? Did she think I was going to do it? "What the fuck is that?" I demanded, obviously taken aback.

"It's obviously cocain, Ryan. Don't play stupid," said Elizabeth.

"Why are we in a room with cocaine?"

"I said you were going to try something new," she said flirtily.

"I'm not going to do cocain, Elizabeth. That's too far."

"Then I'm not going to keep dating you, Ryan. I need someone I can party with and have fun and if you can't take a little bump of coke to have a good time with me than you obviously don't love me," she said simply.

I didn't see what the hell snorting cocaine had to do with me loving her but she sounded pretty serious that she'd leave me if I didn't do it. I slowly approached the tray, closed one of my nostrils, listening to everyone cheer me on. I inhaled sharply through my nose, dragging it along the line. It felt like I'd just inhaled glass but immediately, my heart began racing.

I felt like I could go and run a marathon or climb Mt. Everest. It was like I'd just deadlifted 1000 pounds and beat every personal record I'd ever set AND had sex afterwards. I wondered if this was what the alpha lion in a pride felt like. I was a fucking god on top of Mt. Olympus with lightning bursting all around me. I could hear the sounds of bald eagles screeching and machine gun fire with Metallica playing in the background.

Elizabeth then snorted a line and wiped her nose. She looked at me smiling and wiped the residual powder from my nose as well, took my hand and lead me back out to the party. We started taking shot after shot, eventually getting to 10. I roared after every shot, feeling like a Spartan warrior drinking from the skulls of my enemies. I was fucking invincible!

Once we were buzzed Elizabeth and I made our ways to the living room to dance. I took my shirt off as we danced and she raked her sharp nails across my chest, leaving marks. Our midsections were glued together as we grinded and swayed. "How do you feel?" She asked.

"I feel like the energizer bunny on fucking steroids!" I yelled. "I feel fucking amazing!"

She laughed. "Good! I want us to start doing this more often baby."

"Sounds good to me!" I said smiling back at her.

"Just wait til you see what it's like to fuck on coke," she whispered in my ear.

She grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the house and into her car. "Where are we going?" I asked confused.

"Just be patient," she replied.

I waited as she drove about 5 minutes into an unlit church parking lot. We got into her back seat and immediately started making out. We bit each other's lips and I started kissing and sucking on her neck, eagerly ripping off her clothes. She grabbed my belt buckle, undid it and pulled my pants off of me. I wrapped my hand around her throat as I entered her, sucking just above her left nipple to leave a fat hickey.

I thrusted over and over, savagely fucking her senseless. The windows in her car steamed up quickly and she moaned loudly. I was fucking like a rabbit...oncrack...so I guess I was the energizer bunny. It was over in about a half hour. Afterwards we went back to the party to drink and danced more. We played a couple rounds of beer pong (we were a dope beer pong team) and went back to her place at about 7 in the morning to finally go to sleep.