CAITLYNS POV:
As we arrive there I get a nervous feeling in my stomach.
I'm not the pretty type or popular, or girly type at all.
I'm more the ugly, fangirl, nerd, sporty girl and tom-boyish type.
So basically no boy likes me.
On the other hand, me friend here Abby is a total girly, beautiful, popular, boy-magnet type.
But, tonight for the party, I'm wearing high-rise shorts and a crop-top shirt
That shows my stomach a little.
My hair is in two French braids but stop when the French braid stops. Then I curled it.
I'm have low-self esteem so I don't feel comfortable like this.
But Abby told my to were it so I did.
"WERE HERE!!" Abby yells.
"Yay" I mumble.
This party is insane. The music is so loud you can hear it from outside, people are wasted and throwing up outside....
Why'd I come again?!
"Come on, let's go it will be fun!" Abby's tells me
"Fine"
Right when we walk in Abby goes to get us a drink.
"Hey, I'm back with the drinks"
"Okay"
She hands me they drink and we drink together.
"Do you wanna get wasted and dance with boys?" She yells over the music.
"Umm, no I'm not that Ty-" I get interrupted by her shoving alcohol down my throat.
I try to push her away but someone is holding me from behind To keep me steady.
After 5 minutes I'm drunk and wobbly from my BEST friend
Wow. What a great friend
I find my self on the dance floor with this really hot guy.
THOMAS HAYES?!?!?!
OMG HELL YES
Now he is grinding on my and he whispers in my ear
"Follow me"
"Sure" I slur.
I follow him into a closet and he shuts the door behind me.
It's dark in here besides the lighting from outside the closet
"Do you like me?" I ask him quietly.
"Maybe this will answer your question" he says as he pulls me in and presses his lips to mine.
He is an amazing kisser.
He started to move his hands up and down my back.
As he does that I deepen the kiss and pull him closer.
I start to brush my fingers through his hair when he lifts me up.
I rap my legs around his waist and rap my arms around his neck.
I don't know how long we kiss for and I don't care.
We eventually stop and he let's go of me.
"Wanna play truth or dare with me and my friends?" he asks
"Sure"
We walk out of the closet and go down stairs to the living room.
HAYY GUYS *waves* sorry this is a little ina-pro-pro.
It won't be likes this forever
It will get more interesting *devil laugh*
HEHEHEH
