It wasn't how I pictured having my first drink.

Not at all.

I had just arrived at the party and "jungle juice" was forced into my hand and peer pressured into my mouth. I figured my first sip would come that night, but so soon? Was I ready? I didn't have time to think, it touched my lips, my tongue, scorched its way down my throat.

Tang, the tang was horrible. This was it? This was it.