"What don't you understand?"
"The part where throwing a party fixes my life."
"Ughhhhh!" Caspar groaned. I didn't look up from my laptop, it would only make him think that his little temper tantrum deserved my attention. "Let me run through it again, just hear me out." He said. I sighed and shut the top, moving it to the side. Caspar sat forward with his hands on his knees, speaking to me in a low whisper. "Your parents are out of town, you live in a sweet penthouse in the city, you're depressed,"
"I'm not de-" I started, but Caspar raised a finger, interrupting me.
"Big house party equals tons of hot community college girls, and like I've explained to you a thousand times, meeting a girl will totally fix you."
"Ah, yes, because the only thing I'm looking for in a lifelong partner is 'goes to community college'." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
"No, dude!" Caspar said in exasperation, throwing his hands in the air. "We're not throwing a party so you can meet your future wife, we're throwing a party to get you laid so you can stop moping around all depressed because your parents won't let you change your major!" I looked down at my lap.
"It's not about that..." I said quietly. Caspar scoffed, I continued."And besides, I'm not depressed, I'm not mopey, and I'm not throwing a party."
Caspar leaned in real close to me, and put his hands firmly on my knees.
"Mikey, you're fucking depressed. Please, please let me do this for you." He said in a whisper. I couldn't help it, he annoyed the shit out of me but he was also pretty much my only friend, and I trusted him.
"Fine." I gave in. Caspar stood up and pumped his fists in the air.
"Epic, man, it's gonna be fuckin' epic!" He said. I rolled my eyes and gave him a slap on the back before heading home.
Two years ago when I enrolled in state college, I signed up to be a communications major, because that's what my parents wanted me to do. I also knew that the only way to continue living at home and not pay for my classes, I would have to major in what they wanted. Now, two years into a communications major, I finally got the nerve to ask my parents what they thought about me switching and becoming an art major. That conversation led to a lot of disappointment and threats to kick me out, so needless to say I am still a communications major.
I wouldn't say I'm depressed, just a little upset, and lonely. Also I spend most of my nights at home, and I'm not really interested in anything anymore. My life has seemed really boring and pointless lately. Okay...so I'm depressed.
I'm happy to play along with Caspar's little "operation get Mikey laid to fix his depression" plan but I don't really think it'll do much. Maybe for the night, I'll feel better, but after that, everything is still the same. But whatever, right? I mean, maybe I deserve one night of fun and drinking and hot girls, it couldn't hurt! It's a nice gesture at least.
Caspar and I have been friends since grade school, he has always been way more outgoing and confident, while I tend to be a little more reserved and, how do I put this ... unapproachable. It is what it is.
As I stepped onto the BART train, a wallet fell in front of me. I picked it up and looked around, there was a girl with short blonde hair walking ahead, going towards a seat.
"Excuse me!" I yelled. She turned around, literally in slow motion. She had striking blue eyes, and full lips. "I uh, I think you dropped this?" I said, holding the wallet out. She smiled and took it from me.
"Thanks." She said. I nodded and turned around, taking my own seat.
That whole train ride home I wondered about the stupid party I'd been roped into and about Caspar and about my parents and about how dumb it was to be depressed. I wondered and wondered until I had outstretched my imagination, and my brain couldn't take any more wondering. So when my mind was overworked, I settled on people watching. Although it was hard to focus when my eyes repeatedly gravitated towards the girl who's wallet I'd returned earlier. She was captivating, even though she didn't do much, she just entranced me. I looked on and on at her, until it was my stop and I absolutely had to tear my eyes away.
