Before I Fall Page #2

Can I post this one?

No.

Don't laugh at me.

Okay.

Linds?

Were you nervous

your first time?

I was too drunk to be anything.

Don't freak out if it hurts.

Especially at first.

And don't tense up, because

that only makes it worse.

Great. That sounds

really romantic.

Don't worry. It's not like

Rob is some random guy.

You actually like him.

Right. Yes.

Everyone wants to

hook up with him.

Yeah.

Tonight, everything changes.

That face.

Baes!

What are you doing? What

do you think you're doing?

Fart's house

is actually kinda nice.

If I had known,

I would have stopped

calling him Danny DeVito

all year.

Sam and you.

Hey, I'm gonna go find Patrick.

Will you be okay?

What? I'm gonna go find Patrick.

Will you be okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Mwah!

Hey, Sam!

You made it.

Sam! Sam!

Hi!

Oh, I am sorry.

Let me get that for you.

How drunk are you?

I'm not drunk.

Don't worry about it.

Know what?

You're the hottest girl in here.

The hottest.

Okay, look, I'm only gonna be

here like an hour, an hour tops.

You know? You text

me and we'll go.

We're just gonna go.

Just me and you. Okay.

Oh, my... Okay. Sorry. Oh.

What happened?

Nothing.

I'll see ya later, okay?

Elody's really

embarrassing herself.

Elody's a slut.

Lindsay's a b*tch

and a drama queen.

I'm rich and have ADD.

Baes!

Bae!

Come on.

Oh, get in here, baby!

Patrick, will you go get me something

a little bit stronger than this beer?

What's the magic word?

Blowj*b.

BRB.

Thank you.

Where have you been? I've been

looking everywhere for you.

Have you?

Yes!

Like in Patrick's mouth?

Oops.

What? Oh, she's so shitfaced!

No, you're shitfaced, shitface.

I can't believe high

school's almost over.

Aw.

Well, actually, we did

it right, you know?

Kissed the hottest boys,

went to the sickest parties.

Do you think we'll

remember any of this?

I mean, like two years,

three years from now?

I won't even

remember this tomorrow.

Oh, my God.

What's she doing here?

Up.

Okay.

Hello, sweetie.

Is that your first drink?

You really should take it easy.

You're a b*tch!

Excuse me?

Whoa.

You heard me.

You're a goddamn fetid b*tch

just like your mother.

It's no wonder

Daddy left. Huh?

- You're a b*tch, too.

- What?

You're a drunk.

And you...

You're just pathetic.

You know what?

We'd rather be b*tches

than a psycho.

Yeah, psycho.

Have you noticed

that nobody likes you?

- Yeah, psycho.

- Psycho.

Has anyone at this party...

- Has anyone talked to you?

- I don't think so.

You weren't even invited.

That's 'cause you're a freak.

Go back to the ward.

Go home.

Go home.

Get off me! Get off me!

Who are you?

You're the b*tch!

Psycho!

Psycho!

Get this b*tch on a leash!

Psycho!

You wanna go?

Freak, get out of here!

Go!

Go back to the ward,

you psycho b*tch!

Are you okay?

What the hell

was that about, huh?

I don't know. She just

called us b*tches...

What did she do?

In front of everybody.

So you attack her?

Okay. This is not my fault!

You gang up

and pour beer all over her?

You know what...

Who are you? Come on...

Do not touch me.

You know, your boyfriend's

throwing up in my sink.

So, you wanna take care of that?

Come on. Come on!

That was insane.

I'm sorry about Rob, bae.

Music!

Pacific Northwest, my ass.

I hate this weather.

Do you guys wanna get some food?

I really need carbs.

You sound like my grandmother.

Meh.

Here.

Oh, I like this song.

She called us b*tches.

I guess we are.

What time is it?

Did you see

that look in her eyes?

- I mean, she just snapped.

- Yeah.

She freaked me out.

Sam, you're 20 minutes late!

Let's shake it, sister!

Sammy, you like the bird

I made you?

Mommy says you have to get up.

It's Saturday.

Mommy, Sammy won't get up!

Don't make me come up there.

Yeah?

Sexy lady!

What are you doing?

I'm so sorry. I had a nightmare,

so it's a slow start.

Um...

What happened last night?

Oh. Sorry. I was FaceTiming

with Patrick till, like, 3:00.

Speaking of which,

are you nervous for tonight?

What?

You, Rob, his flannel sheets?

I'm gonna shower.

Nope, no time. Come on.

It's Cupid Day.

Whoo!

Seriously?

Okay, this was maybe funny the

first bazillion times you did it.

It's still funny.

Yeah, baby!

Nice tits!

Ooh. I have your present.

No glove, no love.

You hear me?

It goes on him.

Sisyphus, not an STD.

All right. Keep it down.

Keep it down, people.

It's so beautiful.

I'm in heteronormative hell.

Thank you, girls. Thank you.

Okay, okay, let's hope

third time's the charm.

Yo, Sam.

Oh, man.

Sam, you forgot this one.

No, I didn't forget it.

What do you mean?

The more roses

you get on Cupid Day,

the more popular you are, right?

Thanks for the tip, Kent.

Noted.

Well, I didn't say

the rose was from me.

But it is from you, right?

Well...

Anyway, my mom is out of town...

Out of town and

you're having a party?

Yeah. Do you

wanna come? Or...

I have to go.

Well, see you tonight? Or...

Are you nervous?

No, no, no, no, no.

You don't want to waste the first

night you go full womanhood.

Okay, you sure they look good?

I just really don't want to look

like I'm trying too hard, you know?

You're fine.

Such a weird day.

Like how?

Just weird.

I feel like I'm still dreaming

from yesterday, like...

Or maybe yesterday was the dream.

I don't know... Whoa.

You're awake now!

No, no, no, no!

Sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Don't. Don't do that.

Oh, my God, there's so many

hot guys here tonight!

I'm gonna go find Patrick, okay?

What?

I'll be right back!

Sam! Hey, you made it!

Sam. Sam.

Oh, I am sorry.

Let me get that for you.

Rob, I need to talk to you.

What?

About what? What's up?

I'm feeling pranked.

Tonight was supposed to be

our special night...

No, no, no, no, no. Rob?

What?

I don't feel good.

I'm freaking out.

It's always something.

Can we go talk some...

It's always something.

Where?

Okay, Sam. Okay. I'm gonna

fill my cup up first.

Five minutes. Can

you wait that long?

This room is off limits.

I was just looking

for the bathroom.

Sorry.

I feel like I'm having Dj

vu with you being in my room.

Oh, my God, I've been having

Dj vu all day long.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Excuse me.

I've been looking

everywhere for you.

Yeah?

In Patrick's mouth, maybe.

You seem a little guilty.

Were you with Rob, you hussy?

Skank.

Harlot.

Hey, are you guys

talking about me?

You know what?

I think I'm gonna go home.

No, no, no!

What?

You don't have to drive me.

It's okay. I'll find a ride.

No, we just got here.

I'm confused.

I thought you were supposed

to get it on with Rob tonight.

Yeah.

Yeah, I changed my mind.

Well, at least I'm not

gonna be the only virgin.

Oh, my God.

What's she doing here?

Watch this.

Is that your first drink?

You're a b*tch!

Just like your mother.

No wonder Daddy left. Huh?

- You're a b*tch, too.

- What?

You're a drunk.

And you...

You're just pathetic.

Juliet...

You know what? We'd rather

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