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are going to be an amazing journalist one day and who knows what I will end up being, but you have GOT to loosen up.  There isn’t anything that says you can’t be an amazing journalist and have fun while you’re doing it, you know?” I could not believe that I had agreed to this.  I had never felt so out of place in my entire life.  I so did not want to be at this party.
    “Sabrina – are you sure about this?  I mean, is this really important to you because I…”
    “JASMINE!!  Those guys were totally hot and you just blew them off.  No one says that we had to hook up with them or anything like that, but we could have talked, maybe had a drink…”
    “Sabrina, this just isn’t my thing.  I don’t belong around people like this.  I mean, how can you just come on to guys like that?  They don’t even know you and you don’t know them – what’s gotten into you??”  I paused, but couldn’t stop.
    “Sabrina – you promised that this was going to be fun.  I’m not stupid and I’m not trying to be a bummer.  But I’m totally not into this weird, drug-using, kinky sex gig that is going on at this school.  It’s everywhere.  The teachers are snorting with their students between classes!  I’ve seen them right in the classrooms, like no one is even looking.  Girls are like laying on top of each other on the Green and making out in the middle of the morning and people just walk by like there ‘s nothing to it.  And, that’s totally their business – but it just isn’t who I am, you know?  YOU DO know – so please try to help OK?  Let’s try to compromise just a little.  I’ll loosen up and talk a little more, but let’s try to keep it clean, OK?  I’m not interested in meeting any guys or leaving with anyone – I just want to have a drink or two and then let’s go, OK?” 
    “Jasmine, how about one more drink…” I was already shaking my head.
    “No – not right now.  I just got this one!”  I knew I was ruining her night, but I just wanted to go home.  “Look, let’s just go in and see what’s going on inside, OK??”
    Sabrina grinned, locked her arm in mine and said, “Perfect.  On one condition.”  I was afraid to ask.
    “What?” 
    She popped her hair back, held her shoulders back and said, “Work it” and grinned. Meaning, start shaking my butt, acting like I was not myself and just entertain Sabrina.  I knew there couldn’t really any harm in it, so I took a breath and we walked into the front door. Or should I say, I walked – Sabrina cat-walked into the door. 
    Being as gorgeous as she was, she automatically commanded attention whenever she walked into a room.  She was dressed the part and guys started coming out of every room, out of the woodwork,  just to get into her personal space and hopefully, get in a word edgewise.  I just stood back behind her and stayed quiet. She was one of those people who everyone just wanted to be near.  I loved her because I knew her when she was a kid – she was as close to a sister as I had ever had.  But, as she grew up, she became more than just a pretty girl.  She knew she was beautiful and she used it to get whatever she wanted.  I felt very uncomfortable sometimes watching her play a room.  But she was my best friend. 
    The enormous front room had five giant flat screen televisions surrounding the walls.  I was right outside - this home was obviously not someone’s actual residence, but a home that had been purchased for a college student to use while attending college.  GOD – where do people get money like that?
    The televisions were all blasting live video – from Madonna oldies to Miley Cyrus swinging nude on a wrecking ball – straight to her fabulous twirking debut, played over and over.  In front of two of the televisions were at least thirty girls, in their underwear, twirking right along with her, and no one was even paying attention. They had taken off their jeans, pants or whatever