All week I, and everyone else in school, had been hearing news of this party that was going on Friday night. Tonight was finally the night. I didn't usually go to parties but I had nothing better to do on a Friday night and my parents, Aunt Ruthie and Margo were out of town. Margo was in New York and my parents and Aunt Ruthie were visiting my grandparents in California.
I was at the front door of a huge house of some girl I didn't even know but who apparently went to our school even though I had never seen her before. Everyone was invited to the party. I was just about to ring the doorbell when the door opened.
"Hi," the girl said.
"You look nice. Here let me take your coat."
"Um thank you but I really wasn't planning to stay-" I began.
"No go on have fun dance with your friends".
"I don't have any-" I started to say but the girl pushed me into the dark mass of bodies.
You couldn't really see anything as the lights were turned off.
"Hey wanna dance?" I heard a male voice say.
"No I don't really want to-"
"Here have some soda," another male voice said.
"Um well thank you."
I took the plastic party cup he had thrust into my hand.
"Cmon lets dance," the first male voice said.
"I'm Chris whets your name?"
"Um well I'm ahhh!"
I yelled as someone bumped into me, causing some of the soda to fly out of the cup. I continued dancing. All the bodies were very close to each other. I drank a little of the soda and noticed that it tasted like root beer and something else something I'd never had before. It was sweet and bitter all at the same time. The soda made me dizzy after a few more sips but that couldn't be right. Had someone-? My thoughts were interrupted by the pounding music.
"Cmon lets go upstairs where we can get away from all these people," the male voice who had introduced himself as Chris said.
He grabbed my hand and led me somewhere.
"No I really don't-"
"Cmon!"
Pretty soon my legs found the stairs. I could barely stand at that point but managed to make it up the stairs. I learned through climbing them that they were curved. The stairs and up the stairs were also dark. There were even more people upstairs if that were even possible.
Chris led me into what I think was a bedroom because he pushed me onto something large and soft, something that felt like a bed. The lights weren't on in this room. The door was closed and locked. Chris told me I looked tired. I did feel pretty tired but that was due to something beyond my control. I got a glimpse of Chris's blonde hair and brown eyes in the moonlight.
"Stupid moon," he said and went to close the drapes.
He then came over to the bed and did away with me. It was incredibly blurry, painful and dizzy. Everything from that point on was blurry, dizzy and painful. I remember pushing past bodies to find my coat. I frantically dug through the stack of coats until I found my coat and my purse. I pushed through some more bodies, trying to get to the kitchen.
"Exscuse me pardon me" I kept saying as I made my way through the dancing sea of bodies.
I knew there was a phone in the kitchen because most houses had phones in the kitchen. I remember punching in numbers through my tears that made everything misty and that much blurrier.
"Miss can you tell me where you are? Miss? Miss? What's your name miss?" the guy on the other end of the line asked me.
"Savannah….. was the last thing I remember saying before I passed out on the hard dark tile of the hard kitchen floor.