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I was invited to the party.

The Christmas Eve party.

Normally I would've turned it down, but Jona was there.

Jona, the most popular and hottest boy of Year 8.

He had the best muscles in the school, excluding his brother Nick.

I often made sexualised jokes about Jona to my friend Lisa.

Lisa thought I was weird in the head.

I walked with Lisa to the party.

She told me it was time to impress Jona.

She wore a pretty dress, but she said mine was prettier.

It had way too much cleavage, but anything to impress Jona.

The dress was a pretty blue.

Someone else could agree with me.

We arrived at the party.

Jona welcomed me and Lisa, shaking our hands.

His hand felt warm.

He asked me to follow him upstairs.

I did.

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