Ronnie's POV
"Long hair, black skin with THE FAT ASS!" I sang out the lyrics of J Cole as I put on some makeup.
It was the night of the party and I was trying my best to enjoy myself.
Music always made me feel better.
It lifted me up when I was down at rock bottom,
"WITH A POCKET FULL OF RUBBERS AND AN ERECTION!" I continued to sing,
"What the hell?" Colby chuckled as he walked into the bathroom.
I was wearing my usual.
Black jeans, white vest, converse.
So I don't know why I can see Colby eyeing me up in the reflection of the mirror.
It wasn't gross or creepy.
It was admiration and protective almost.
I knew he loved me deeply and I felt the same way.
I jumped at him, scaring the living daylight out of him.
Causing him to scream like a little girl.
I hold onto the counter for support as I die of laughter.
Die for him..
"I hate you" he says.
And we stay silent.
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The doors open.
Inviting a crowd of people in; like a crowd rushing into a mall on the morning of black Friday.
I push myself up against the wall as the crowds continue to flood in.
The music had started and I felt relieved already.
The hall cleared up a bit and I let out the breath I was holding.
I sighed and walked into the movie room.
Or should I say once was movie room but newly renovated ball pit.
Interesting.
I walk out and into the lounge area.
Or the newly discovered stripper pole.
Fuck sakes Elton.
I wander off into the kitchen and sit down, catching a breath.
My semi-quiet moment was soon ruined when a keg was slammed onto the table by a group of loud guys.
I slumped over to the game room and laid on the sofa.
Watching as the people continued to flood in and past the windows and entrances.
I pulled a blanket up on top of me and scrolled through my phone.
Playing stupid little games I had downloaded earlier because I knew I would be in this situation.
Bored out of my mind.
Parties never really were my thing.
Although I did meet the love of my life at one.
It's not me.
I am very zen and subway surfers.
I was almost passing my high score when my phone was snatched out of my hand,
"Hey!" I yell with infuration,
"It's a party? Why are you wrapped up in a blanket?" Aaron chuckled as I continued to sulk,
"Because it's warm!" I protested.
Aaron sighed and placed my phone on the cabinet that held up the TV,
"Fine".
He launched forward, slipping his arms underneath my legs and back.
Picking me up high over his shoulder,
"No! Aaron, don't you dare!" I yell.
I knew exactly what his intentions were and I was not going into that pool without putting up a fight.
I slammed my fists into his back and he dropped me.
Running back into the game room, snatching my phone and dashing off into the ball pit.
Disguise myself amongst the sweaty bodies and swinging arms.
Actually now enjoying myself as I started to move along with the crowd.
Elton and Brennen jumping around up at the front beside the DJ.
Colby.
In the corner.
Laughing with a girl.
A girl I did not know.
A girl too pretty for my liking.
Oh hell no.
Q: favourite moment from the trap house??