Burn this Mother Down – Five Things that Never happened at a Party in Neptune II
You know what they say, the way you spend new years eve is the same way you'll spend the rest of the year. Well, the next year doesn't look too good from where I'm standing at the moment: at ten to midnight. Alone.
Okay, so not alone exactly, I mean I'm at Dick's New Year Bash so there's, like, two hundred people crammed into the penthouse suite of the Neptune Grand, but everybody seems to have somebody special to spend the countdown with except me.
Ha, who would have ever thought it? Gorgeous, talented Lily Kane all on her own for the last few minutes of the year. I mean, I know I'm a catch, I don't see any problem in admitting it. It's true, so why pretend I'm all flaws? I'm comfortable with myself, and that makes me comfortable around guys too, even if that causes some problems between me and my boyfriends.
Like Logan, my ex. We split for good about four months ago after almost two years of breaking it off and getting back together again days later. Neither of us felt happy in the relationship anymore, and after he kissed that tramp whose name I don't even remember…well, we had a massive blowout to say the least. I can't remember most of it – I know there was a lot of shouting and accusations, names being brought up (namely Eli's), and a long night of swearing off men at Veronica's hours later.
A week later I hooked up with Luke, but that's completely beside the point. Logan, on the other hand, got together with – I kid you not – Veronica. My best friend with my ex. Obviously I was furious when I found out, I mean, who wouldn't be? It took me a whole week before I would speak to Veronica again. I've only just started accepting her relationship with Logan recently, and that's just because he makes her so happy. God, they're like the soppiest duo on the planet, seriously. I mean, I thought her and Duncan were bad, but these two…ugh…after ten minutes of being in their company and hearing them call each other stupid pet names is enough to make anyone retch.
Duncan took the news surprisingly well, but I think it's just because he's so pre-occupied with Meg these days. The boy knocked her up, and now he doesn't know what to do. I doubt he told mum – she'd kill him. At least I was always careful, even if I slept with about ten times more people than my darling brother did. I don't know what he plans to do when Barbie starts to show...he's so totally screwed…
Hmmm… speaking of couples with problems, I don't know what is up with Beaver and Mac. One minute they're doing a Logan and Veronica and being all soppysoppy, holding hands and cooing at one another, the next he won't even go near her - it's pathetic. Somebody needs to go speak to that boy and tell him to stop messing about with her feelings. Then, if he doesn't listen…well, I'm sure I can get a couple of guys to knock some sense into him…
It's his brother's fault, I'm sure. Dick by name and with a personality to match. I dunno what exactly he tells Beav, but it must really get to him for Cassidy to act the way he does with his girlfriend. Ick, it's probably some totally gross boy perving thing. Hmph. I wouldn't be surprised considering Dickie's slept with at least half of the girls at Neptune. He must be a really good fuck 'cuz lord knows it's not his brains or looks that are getting it for him.
And to continue on the subject of people getting it on, mum and dad went off to New York on dad's business trip yesterday. Huh. Business my ass. They probably hopped it to L.A. and are spending all their time locked in the hotel room going at it. God, my mother's such a hypocrite. She's always lecturing me about boys, but we all know that she was just as bad. Whatever, I'm just glad to have them out of the house.
Not that I'll be doing anything there tonight because, as I've already mentioned, I'm the only one alone.
Even the new girl, Jackie, is getting more action than I am, necking in the corner with the other new guy, William or Wallace or something along those lines. I'd go talk to Casey, but thanks to Dick and his kegs, he's smashed and completely out of it over on the couch. I didn't even know the boy was capable of getting that wasted in just the hour since he got here. I bet Shelly's ditched him, poor guy. We all saw it coming after she started hanging around with Sean every day. Those two were only here for about fifteen minutes before running off upstairs.
Then again, at least they showed up. Madison didn't even bother. I heard from Veronica that her and Lamb are still going at it like rabbits every chance they get. Well, it's a sure sign that something's severely wrong when the local asshole sheriff is getting busier than you are.
Damnit, the countdown will be starting soon. I don't think I'll stay here, with everybody kissing as the clock hits twelve. All I've got for company is my glass of bubbly, and then nobody to even clink it with. There isn't even another girl by herself who I can high with. Fuck, screw Casey for not waiting for me.
There we go, the countdown's started and they're all getting to their feet. It's like ten…nine…eight…
Everybody's still paired off. Everybody. Wrapped in each other's arms and chanting out the stupid numbers at the tops of their voices.
Seven…six…
Fireworks have started. The view is fantastic from up here and the blazes of color seem almost close enough to touch, but it still doesn't make me feel any better. The music is swelling and all the girls are standing that much closer to their boyfriends. I'm just moving away to stand near the door and hopefully to be able to get out once everybody's pre-occupied with each other and –
Five….four…
I didn't even get to the door, because it slammed open and, oh my God, there's Eli. What on earth is he doing at an 09er party during the last few seconds of the year? He's looking around and panting, and – did he just run all the way up here! No freaking way..
Three…two…
He's looking straight at me, the only girl in the room alone, and he's smiling. Walking this way. I think I'm smiling too…
One…
His arms are around me and he's whispering in my ear that he loves me and I'm whispering it back and leaning forward to kiss him…
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Well, it might not be such a bad year after all…
