Grade 11. It was just a tight knit group of about 12 of us. Since we went to a highschool that all the county hillbillies went to, we never went to the redneck parties they held, not because we weren't invited, we were, but because they are just terrible people. We would have parties of just us at one of our houses.

So on new years eve, my brothers gf held a party. I was late because I was shooting off fireworks with my friend who was never really in this group. A few minutes before 12, we drove over because it was just down the road. Most of the girls there, and my brother, think that they can handle shot after shot and were already smashed by 9. So one of the drunk girls who is the worst for getting smashed and throwing up, started to pass out and throw up. The other hammered girls who couldn't even stand, tried to pick her up so this is where I started taking care of a bunch of drunk girls. So another girl found a bag that would have held nuts and bolts for lets say an ikea coat rack. It just so happened to slightly represent what would hold drugs. Most of us smoke weed but do nothing hard. She instantly jumped to conclusions and thought my friend who never came before had drugged her friend. I was standing next to him all night seeing how he felt awkward being there, we never even went near their drinks. All the drunk girls started freaking out and screaming at him and trying to search him. I grew up with this guy. We smoked together. We hung out every weekend. I knew he couldn't have and didn't have any sort of drugs like that. It was late so I told them to fuck off and we went back to my place. They started to phone us and then blame us. My brothers gf broke up with him. and now every girl thinks my friend is some rapist who drugs girls at parties. She woke up next day with a hangover.