I decided on a pair of dark skinny jeans, because I was not the type of girl that wore dresses or skirts for anything other than dances and weddings. I picked a pretty blue tank top, with sequins on it. It was one of Josh's favorite shirts. It was 6:45, so I grabbed my stuff, threw on my black chucks, and walked over to Josh's house. It was a bit odd, because there were no cars there, but I suppose he told everyone to park somewhere else to sort of, keep the party a surprise, even though it wasn't. I walked up to the door, this time ringing the doorbell. Josh came and opened the door, and his jaw just about dropped to the floor. I giggled, and blushed a bit, waiting for him to say something.
"Um, w-wow! You look amazing!" he was so funny when he didn't know what to say.
"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself." He was wearing some dark jeans, which were my favorites on him, a white t-shirt, and a plaid button up over it. He had his hair gelled up, like he always does, and once again, he smelled amazing! He led me through the house into the backyard. It was beautiful! There were lights everywhere: in the trees, along the tables, all throughout the yard. There were flowers, and lots of people. I saw Jake right away, and when he looked at me, he had a pained expression on his face. I made a mental note to find out why as soon as I was done freaking out about how beautiful my party was.
"Josh, it's beautiful! I've never seen anything more spectacular in my entire life!"
"Good, I'm glad you like it. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go wrap a few more things up." With that he walked back into the house, and I stood there gazing at everything. I suddenly remembered Jake, and I searched the sea of people until I found him. I made my way towards him, and realized I only knew a few of the people that were there. When I reached Jake, he looked down at me, with that same pained expression I had seen earlier.
"Hey Jake. Isn't this beautiful? I can't believe he did all this for me! It's a bit weird though, because he didn't actually say Happy Birthday, and I don't actually know many of these people, but it's okay, because it's the thought that counts." His facial expression got worse. "Jake, what's wrong?"
"Well…. Happy Birthday!" his voice sounded tight, like his throat was closing up.
"Jake wh-" he cut me off.
"Emma, I'm sorry but this party, it's-" he was cut off when someone ran outside and yelled, "She's here! Everyone, get ready!"
A feeling of dread washed over me. But it couldn't be true. This party was for me, right? I looked at Jake, and he just put his arm around my shoulder, and looked forward. I heard the slider door open, and out walked Josh, and what I considered to be my worst nightmare.