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It's been well over an hour, and after forty five minutes, I started calling him.

He isn't answering his phone and now I'm starting to panic.

I have a weird feeling and I'm not taking any chances so I've basically dragged Kade and Sam along as I hunt for Blake.

I'm getting irritated and concerned at the same time with each call he doesn't answer.

"I told him to keep his phone on at all times." I say shaking my head in irritation.

"And you're sure you were supposed to meet by a bathroom if you got separated?" Sam asks.

"Yes. I'm positive. Is this the only bathroom?" I ask.

"No, but I just had Jackie check the other two and she said there's no sign of him." Kade says.

"What the hell." I breathe as I dial him again.

"Maybe he went to the car?" Sam suggests.

"I doubt it." I say with a sigh.

"This is weird... he never leaves you by yourself even at school. Why would he do it at a party?" Jackie asks as she joins Kade, Sam and I by the upstairs bathroom.

"I have no idea." I say shaking my head.

"I mean, I saw how you were dancing on him, girl. Maybe he got a boner and had to... you know." Sam suggests.

"What, leave?" I ask.

"No, take care of it." Kade clarifies.

"Oh, ew!" I say with a giggle.

We all laugh and the joke but I realize Sam might be onto something.

He started to change his behavior when I started to really dance on him.

But why the hell would he leave when he was the one who asked me to dance on him in the first place?

It doesn't make sense. Plus we already talked about how we could share our emotions with each other without judgment. No matter how embarrassing.

I have no idea what happened, but I'm worried sick. Maybe something happened to him.

Sam puts her hand on my shoulder and I realize I've started to hyperventilate as I overthink.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm sure he's fine. Nobody would mess with him, and if they did, he'd beat them up." She says.

I know she's trying to help, but the fact that her mind went to him possibly getting in some kind of fight just makes me even more worried.

I'm in a unfamiliar setting, with a unfamiliar situation, and I'm terrified. I only ever hear of horrible things happening to people at parties.

What if Anthony showed up? What if he's hurt? What if he's.... I can't even think about it without panicking.

"Teal, babe, breathe. He's fine. He probably went to get fresh air or drinks. He might've struck up a conversation with a football guy." Jackie says as they realize it's getting harder for me to breathe.

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