Well, Maybe A Few...

Kenny set down a third cup with a sharp smack and Mindy let out a cheer as JJ tossed up a hand barely able to finish his own a few seconds behind. "Got you!" Mindy sipped on another cup of her own and continued to giggle as Kenny goaded at JJ, "You can't keep up! Come on, admit it! You didn't think I was gonna give you a run for your money!"

JJ cupped a hand over his eyes, fighting to control his laughter, "You never even drank before, you don't know your limit!"

"I've had three, thank you very much!"

Mindy grabbed the bottle and poured the three of them a little more, "Try...five, Kenny."

Kenny lifted his cup, started to take a sip but quickly paused, "Wait, five?"

"Yeah dude, you might want to cool your jets before you keep betting me in drinking games." JJ hissed out a chuckle. Mindy reached out attempting to set the bottle down but nearly let it fall off the edge of the table, "Whoa there!" JJ swiftly caught the bottle as Mindy doubled over with a laugh, "Okay, okay, tap out time for you two. Five in an hour is your limits. I'm making that responsible decision!" He turned and went to give the bottle to someone else.

"Okay, Dad, whatever you say!" Kenny fought off a laugh of his own as he reached down and helped Mindy stand up as she continued to wheeze with laughter, "Hey, you okay there, Ms.Long? I don't think you're supposed to be laughing this much in a place you hate!"

"I get why people do it now! Drinking makes it tolerable!" She tossed back what was left in her cup and cleared her throat from the burn, "Ugh...but it doesn't feel great going down."

"No, not really." Kenny set down his cup and helped Mindy into a chair, "You okay?"

"Stomach didn't like that last one," She groaned, "Water?"

Kenny nodded, "One water, you got it. Uh, don't move." He held out a hand before pushing his way through the crowd.

Mindy's eyes lingered on Kenny as he pushed through the crowd until here was out of sight, only small glimpses of his head being found as he fought his way to the main counter. She turned, leaned over the table and cupping a hand on her head, it was swimming, she felt light and a little cloudy but also in a way free. She wasn't over thinking for once, she wasn't wondering what someone might be thinking or how much she really didn't like the damn club music songs that had been playing on repeat for the last hour. Instead, she was just thinking about how much fun it was to just be here with her two friends, to share a few drinks and laugh. It was a reprieve from something she didn't realize she was dealing with.

That hopeful feeling would have likely held on even longer if it wasn't for the skin crawling thing she heard next, "Oh my god, ew, what the fuck are you even doing here?"

Mindy slowly lifted her head and found the scowling face of Kennedy Thomas gawking at her, "Do your parents ask you that every morning?"

Kennedy's lips parted and a small gasp left, "Excuse me? What the fuck did you just say to me?"

"I could say it slower if you want me to." Mindy muttered back as she rested her cheek on her palm.

"Oh my god, you're such a fucking freak. I was actually happy that I wasn't going to have to see your ugly fucking face ever again. Shouldn't you be off somewhere hiding in your bedroom or shopping for more of that ugly shit you get from the boys section."

"Oh fuck you," Mindy snapped back, "Why are you coming over here to start shit?"

Kennedy let out a small sneer through her nose, "I wasn't, I was walking by and had to stop because I thought you should know, they don't let dogs in here."

Mindy felt a boiling in her blood, every week in school she had to deal with this shit from Kennedy Thomas, every time she had to hear the ridicule and the comments sent at her for no other reason than Kennedy could do it. And normally she could swallow it down, she could tell Kennedy off and walk away, but right now, there was only one thing she was following and that was her lack of impulse control.

Mindy's hand shot out and collided with a sharp crisp smack across Kennedy's face, "You fucking bitch!"

"Whoa!" Kenny came rushing through the crowd with a bottle of water and swiftly wrapped his arms around Mindy, forcing her arms to stay down as he pulled her back, "Hey, hey, hey, come on now!"

"No fuck her! Fuck her! She doesn't have the fucking -- FUCK YOU!" Mindy cried out, her face turning red and suddenly she felt a splatter of tears striking the tops of her cheeks.

"You fucking freak!" Kennedy spat back.

"Hey, shut up!" Kenny snapped out as he kept pulling Mindy back, "We're going, Mindy, come on. We don't need to stay here."

"Yeah take your fucking freak with you," Kennedy continued to shout, "I'd say your slut, but even he wouldn't fucking touch you!"

"FUCK YOU!" Mindy cried out again

"Let it go, she's not worth it Mindy, come on. Just walk with me, come on." Kenny continued to say until Mindy finally **** herself out of his hold and stormed out of the Tavern.