A Story

The Party

Last day of school (Thursday)

2:30 pm

The teacher drones on and on about whatever subject we're in. I've stopped paying attention and started paying it to the clock. I would be daydreaming about the party tonight, but unfortunately I was not invited. Only the most popular kids get to go. 

 The bell finally rings and I get up to leave. As I'm walking out the door, a really popular guy named Garrett, who I've had a crush on for about a year, starts talking to me. We may have also been in karate a few years back too. I don't think he noticed me though.

 "Hey, Faye right?" he asks. I nod because I'm at a loss for words. He chuckles and says," Well, I'm having that end of the year party tonight and was wondering if you'd like to come." I was stunned. I mean, the most popular guy in school just asked me to come to his party. 

 "I'd love to." I answer. "Great! See you there!" he exclaims and walks away.

I get home at around three, four hours before the party. Ignoring my chores, I start getting ready for tonight's party. Going into my closet, I am able to quickly pick out my favorite dress. A sky blue, knee length dress accompanied with blue high tops and gold earrings. Doing my makeup and hair takes the rest of the time I have.

 When I get to the party, I am immediately greeted with shouts from my friends and even a few popular kids, including Garrett. I catch his eye and smile. He smiles back. When I look away and look back, I find him still staring at me. I look down and blush while walking over to one of my best friends, Braxton.

After talking with Braxton for about an hour, I decide to go get something to drink. While I'm at the snack table, Garrett comes over to me.

 We talk for a while and then he asks," Faye? Can I show you something?" "Of course!" I reply. He takes my hand and leads me into another, empty room. As soon as the door is closed and locked, he grabs my waist and holds me against the wall. I don't resist. My heart is beating too fast for me to think straight.

He bends over me until his lips are so close to mine that I can smell his minty breath. He           whispers, "You have no idea what I'm thinking about doing right now." I whisper back cautiously," I'm yours." He smiles and starts to kiss my neck. His lips glide across my skin onto mine.

We walk out of the room hand in hand. "I'll take you home" he says when I say that I'm tired. He opens the car door for me and makes sure I have my seatbelt on. He's so sweet.

 When one of my favorite songs comes on, I start singing. He glances at me every few seconds, watching me sing. We get to my house and he walks me to the door. 

 I give him my number so that he can text me. He gives me one last kiss and says goodnight before leaving. I get up to my room and change into my pj's. I don't sleep that night.