On Wednesday vance came over to my house again and I decided to ask about the party. "So uhm Friday night am I still invited?" I asked. "Yeah of course," he said.
"Oh ok good. Its just I don't know what wear."
"Well it's nothing fancy so just jeans and a top don't over dress. Some girls might come in dresses but to be honest they're all really ugly."
I smiled and we looked through my wardrobe picking out a perfect outfit.
We fell back on my bed and I sighed. He took my hand and went across the lines and I did too. I pretended to give him a palm reading and we both laughed so hard, who knew Vance Hopper could be this much fun. Out fingers interlocked and we stared at the ceiling just laughing.
"What do you even do at parties like mooses ones?" I ask. "Nothing really, they're all pretty chill. Just talking and some music and a bit of alcohol," he said.
"Oh alright."
"Yeah it really is just chill not a big party."
"That's good."
We smiled and now I couldn't wait for the party.
Nothing bad could happen I mean it's just a calm get together with music and beer. If anything bad happened it would be like they ran out of beer or someone got hurt. I am really looking forward to this.
