Rohypnol, the most common date rape drug used today. But I didn't need to worry about that. My life is seemingly perfect. My name is Lacey Jones, I am 18 years old, I have a full-ride academic scholarship to a major university, I was not the type to get mixed up in something that crazy. It was the winter quarter of my freshman year, I had turned into a slacker and was at risk of failing my math class. I had been partying way too hard, and way to much. Despite the responsibleness that I had been showing I was still very responsible. I had taken it upon my self to get a tutor with my friend Brooke. We were so excited when we found Dave to help us. He was a junior, math major, and on the baseball team at school. Not to mention he was super cute. We went over to his house on a Wednesday night. We brought our stuff and were prepared to study. He had joked about getting a bottle of alcohol and we didn't take him seriously because him and his cute roommates had a game the next day, so drinking was out of the question for them. However, when we got there we saw 3 bottles, one of Grey Goose Vodka, one of Pucker, and one of Absolute Vodka. They were completely full, not even opened. The guys offered us a beer, and reluctantly we agreed, not seeing the harm, it was just ONE beer. Dave got Brooke's and Charlie got mine, we thought it was cute that they had opened it for us. As we started sipping things got weird, and overall we don't remember much of the night. Brooke remembers us being in the shower naked with Dave and Charlie and another guy she didn't recognize. The part I remember was when we decided to drive from San Bernardino to Riverside to go to the hookah bar. We were not fit to drive. We hit curbs on teh freeway and ended up breaking the axell on her car. I don't remember how we got home or anything else from that terrible night. When I woke up the next day i saw that the 3 bottles of alcohol were completely empty, and by the way I was feeling I knew Brooke and I had drank it. She woke up and said to me, "Where are my clothes?" We searched and searched but after we found all her clothes her shirt was still missing. Then I looked at my clothes and wondered what had happened. My jacket was upside down, my shirt was inside out and backwards, my pants were still un-done and there was cum on my jeans. I was mortified. How had I let this happen. We ended up getting a ride back to campus, but we were still upset. We had the worst hangovers, we had lost her car, and we hadn't learned any math. We spent the day trying to kick the hangover and looking for her car. When we found it, it was not in good shape but somehow we got it back to campus. I learned a very valuable lesson that night. Don't drink with people you don't know. Not even one beer, it can ruin you. We both got tested and we were lucky, we hadn't caught any STI's and we were not pregnant. The night was pretty bad but it could have been worse, this was a wake up call. Welcome to college.
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