anything else. Everyone else is huddled around the island counter, chatting back and forth. I recognize Stephanie, and a few people from the cafeteria and Calculus, but that’s it.
“Everyone, this is Ben!” Todd announces us, and they all cheer for me, raising their cups. Or in a few cases, bottles. But the second they’re done cheering, they go back to their conversations, like I wasn’t even here to begin with.
“Be gentle,” Nathan says. There’s something off about his expression, like he’s worried.
“Ah, party virgin, eh?” Todd asks.
“I guess.” He says “virgin” like it’s a bad thing.
Todd leads me over to the area of the counter covered in at least three dozen different bottles, all of them left open. What sort of animals are my classmates?
“Well, can’t have that, we need to break you in. What’s your poison?” he asks.
Break me in? “I’m fine, I promise. I don’t—”
Todd doesn’t let me finish though. “Come on, I can tell you’re a man of more refined taste. Here, try this.” Todd hands me a small shot glass with a pink liquid that’s a few shades away from Pepto.
“What is it?” I ask, swirling it around in the small glass.
“Strawberry tequila,” Todd says.
Someone from the counter crowd shouts, “Todd, I think that might be a bit too strong!”
“Just try it.” Todd smacks my back again. He really needs to find other ways of displaying affection. “Here, I’ll do one with you.” Todd pours his own shot.
All my research told me that mixing one beer with a low dosage of my meds wouldn’t be a big deal, but I know for a fact tequila is stronger than beer. A lot stronger. But everyone’s staring at me now, expecting me to take the shot. I don’t need to do this, why should I care what these people think about me? But there’s that shame again, this desire to impress these people. I down the shot and holy shit, it burns, and whatever sweet taste is implied by “strawberry” definitely isn’t there. But it makes Todd and the rest of the crowd cheer, so I guess I did something right?
“You want another?” Todd asks, already holding two more.
“I don’t think so.” But another one is already in my hand.
“Come on, one more.” Todd slips his arm around my shoulder, and I don’t ever think I’ve been more uncomfortable with someone my own age so quickly.
“Seriously, I’m good.” I guess that’s enough for Todd to drop the subject. Or maybe he just forgets.
“I like this one, Nathan. He’s good people.” Todd gets in close, and I swear I could get drunk off his breath alone. Jesus, the dude needs a mint, like, yesterday.
“Thank you?” I half say, half ask.
Nathan jumps up on a clear spot of the counter. “You okay?”
“I guess?”
My head already feels fuzzy, and there’s this weird warmth in my stomach. Just after one shot? Do people really pay to feel this way?
“So, Benny boy, you having a good time?” Todd’s grip around my neck tightens, his words slurring. He doesn’t wait for my answer before he’s yelling to everyone else. “This here is Benny’s first party, everyone!”
There are a few fake cheers, actually they sound more like pity cheers.
“You look like you’re having a good time.” Todd looks back at me. “But I don’t think you’ve ever looked this good,” Todd belts out again, and I get another face full of liquor breath. “Got to show off the goods for the ladies, right? I know the feeling.” Then he slaps my ass. I need to get out of here. Has it been a half hour yet?
“Sorry, he’s wasted,” Stephanie apologizes for him. She sounds nicer when she isn’t screeching at me through a megaphone.
“You know it!” Todd shouts at no one in particular.
“I feel like I haven’t seen you around school, Ben,” this one guy says. He must be one of Todd’s friends. They have the same look, tall guys with short brown hair and weirdly strong jaws. He also might be the least drunk of the group. Not counting me and Nathan.
“I moved here back in January,” I say.
“Yeah … you’re in my Calc class,” a girl says, and she seems vaguely familiar, but I have no idea if we are actually in the same class or not. “He’s really smart.”
“Oh, thanks.” My face is getting hotter.
“Seriously, I think he’s got the highest grade in the class,” she adds.
“Oh, geez, Em.” Todd starts to laugh. “Go ahead and blow him already, we’ll give you