"And where are you going?"

"A party." I replied, combing my fingers through my hair.

"A party?"

"I need to drink and have fun. Maybe even forget." I shrugged.

"Forget what, or who, might I add?"

"You know what, and you know who." I walked past him and grabbed the keys to the Jeep.

He snatched the keys out of my hand. "Why?"

"So many questions." I whined. "Because I want to, that alright?" I said, slightly annoyed.

"Sure. Whatever you want, Trini. Catch." He threw me the keys as I stepped outside.

"Thanks, Derrick. Bye." I waved and shut the door.

"No problem..." He sighed.

I arrived at the party to be basically slapped in the face by the awful smell of sweaty bodies and alcohol.

The living room was huge and packed with dancing teenagers, and the kitchen was filled with every alcoholic beverage you could possibly think of. I strolled over to the kitchen and poured myself a cup of whatever was closest to me. I took a few sips then decided to completely down it. I filled my cup once more and repeated the process three times.

Everything around me was spinning. The music was blaring which didn't help my aching head. Wanting to escape the dreadful music, I climbed upstairs and entered a room, thankful that it was empty. I sat down on the bed and let my dizziness take over. I knew it was a mistake getting drunk, so I waited it out until the worst was over.

After a while, when I thought everything had passed, I descended down the stairs, but was met by another pair of brown eyes that I've become to know so well. She stared at me before grabbing my wrist, and pulling me up the stairs with her.

She shoved me into a random room, which happened to be a closet, turned around and pushed me against the door, holding me by my forearms. I could hardly see a thing. I heard the lock on the door click, and felt her hot breath breathing near my neck.

"You're drunk..."

"Mmhm," She mumbled.

"What are you doing?" My voice lowered to a whisper.

"What I've been wanting to do," She spoke as if it were the most obvious thing.

"Why are you-" I gasped slightly. Her tongue slowly made its way up my neck and stopped below my ear.

"Hm?" She whispered in my ear.

"Why are you here?"

"Same reason as you. Have fun, drink, forget."

"Have you forgotten?"

"No," She bit on my earlobe causing a little whimper to escape my lips. She smirked and moved away a bit.

This different, dominate side of Kimberly had me torn. I couldn't argue that I was turned on, but she was drunk and probably wouldn't remember this tomorrow. All of this would go away, and I didn't want that to happen.

I swiftly switched our places and flipped on the light. She had on a black camisole that fit her body perfectly. Her ripped jeans hugged her legs so tightly it made my breath quicken. I looked in her eyes and almost moaned. The chocolate brown was almost completely gone, replaced by black. She saw me hesitate and smirked again. She knew she made me nervous, but I didn't like that. I was going to prove something to her. I don't know what.

I kissed her collarbone and moved up her neck slowly. I felt her breath hitch, and that sparked more confidence in me. I kissed along the outline of her jaw and bit below her ear. I bit down again only harder, a small moan left her lips.

"¿Te gusta ese, bebé?" I whispered making her shiver. I smiled. Derrick was right.

I licked up her neck like she did to me and reached her lips. I took her bottom lip between my teeth, bit down, and pulled slightly. I released, her hands tried to escape my grip on her forearms but failed. I smirked at the opportunity to tease the hell out of her.

I moved to her right shoulder and took her camisole strap in my teeth. I tugged and slid the strap down, stopping at her arm. I then kissed the spot where her strap was and bit harshly before soothing the skin with my tongue. I dragged my lips up her neck again and stopped at her lips.

"Let go of my arms," She husked out.

"And why would I do that?" I whispered, my mouth almost coming in contact with hers.

She growled in frustration. She wrapped her leg around my ankle, and before I knew it, she set me off balance, regaining control of her hands. She cupped the back of my neck and pulled me closer, roughly kissing me. I reciprocated immediately and rested my hands on the door on either side of her waist. With her free hand, she grabbed my hip and pulled it closer so I was practically grinding on her.

I shoved my tongue in her mouth without permission causing a throaty groan from her. I explored the rest of her mouth, both of us moaning from the contact.

I pulled away abruptly, only to rip off her camisole completely. I threw the ripped piece of clothing to the side and took off my shirt as well. I scanned her upper body in pure awe. The black lace bra complimented her skin tone so well. I ran my fingers over her toned abs, and rested my hands on her waist. She kissed me again, this time softer. Opening the door to the closet, she took my hand and lead me into the guest bedroom.

She backed me up until the back of my knees hit the bed causing me to sit. She pushed me back further on the bed and pulled my legs apart slightly, only to hover over me between them.

My legs wrapped around her lower back and pulling her closer. We both moaned at the feel of each other's bare skin. Her lips found mine in a passionate kiss. My fingers trailed down her sides, and wrapped around her belt loops, pulling her impossibly closer to me. She was grinding me as our tongues fought, her hips pressed against me, putting pressure on my covered center causing loud moans from me.

"Holy fuck, Kim," I moaned against her lips.

I flipped the Pink Ranger's position so that I was on top. I left open mouthed kisses on her stomach and made my way down to her jeans. I unbuttoned them with one hand. I flicked my tongue on the zipper, and slowly unzipped her jeans using my teeth. I removed her pants as well as my shorts, tossing them somewhere in the dim room. That left us in only our bra and underwear.

My eyes roamed over her perfect body. Everything about her was amazing. It was then I realized what we were doing, or what we were about to do. I suddenly became nervous. I thought she wouldn't want this when she was sober.

I straddled her, pushing away my thoughts. Our lips met immediately, our tongues fought for dominance, and it felt like I was on fire. We kept it slow and steady, but put everything we had into it. Just then, and all too soon, the door of the bedroom swung open, revealing the demon cheerleader.

"What the fuck is happening?!" She yelled.

Never breaking the kiss, I stuck out my middle finger, flipping the cheerleader off. She scoffed in annoyance and slammed the door shut. This caused the Pink Ranger to giggle in my mouth, breaking the kiss. A few seconds later, both of us were on the bed, dying of laughter.

Kimberly grabbed me again to connect our lips. We smiled into the kiss. She pulled away earning a small whimper from me. I was about to protest when she straddled me and held my wrists over my head.

"I'm kinda glad she interrupted." The taller girl whispered. "I think we both know that I'm on top."