Chapter five: Sex, Beer and all that jazz
Ruthie sat in front of Lindsey's mirror putting on lipstick. No parents, no rules, no nothing. Ruthie was about to have the most fun she's ever had in her life. She smiled and spun around. She looked around at Erica and Lindsey giggling.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," She laughed. "My parents are going to kill me if they ever find out!"
"But they won't so don't worry, my parents aren't home so we won't get busted." Lindsey smiled, a car horn honked outside. Lindsey got up and poked her head out the window. "Our chauffeur is here" With that they were off.
The three girls walked into blasting music and plenty of people, they maneuvered their way through the people. As they made their way to the drinks, Ruthie just stood there staring around her. This party was unlike any party she had ever been to. She picked up a can and opened it focusing on the music; she took a sip and almost gagged.
"What are you doing?" Lindsey laughed.
"I thought it was soda," Ruthie said laughing, they all stood there giggling. Tristan came up to Ruthie and grabbed a beer.
"Hey" he said nodding his head at her. Ruthie could tell he was drunk; she just giggled and smiled up at him. "You like the party?"
"It's cool," she said smiling, she took another sip of beer.
"You want to dance?" He asked Ruthie nodded taking another sip. He grabbed her hand, and she handed her beer to Erica. She let him guide her out onto the dance floor. He pulled her close to him, smiling down on her. The music blasted in their ears, as they moved to the music.
After dancing for a while Tristan suggested they go get another drink. Ruthie followed him back to the drink table. They stood there talking and drinking, Ruthie could feel herself loosening up.
"It's loud," He said.
"You want to go somewhere quiet?" She asked, smiling at him.
"Follow me," He led her downstairs and into a quiet room. It was dark and he made his way to the bed. Ruthie followed him looking around; she sat down beside him looking into his eyes. He pressed his lips against hers, pushing her gently against the bed. She reached her hands around his back. Tristan placed his hands under her shirt. Ruthie giggled and placed her hands around his neck.
The three girls stayed up all night talking, Ruthie told them all about her and Tristan. Ruthie couldn't even believe herself as she told them; she was listening to her own story in complete shock. Is that really me? She had got caught up in the moment and just gone with her instincts.
"So is he your boyfriend?" Erica asked.
"No, they just slept together. But you better make him your boyfriend," Lindsey said jumping in.
"He's not?" Ruthie asked puzzled.
"Boy's are not that easy," Lindsey said. Ruthie was a little confused.
"Okay how do I do that?" Ruthie asked.
"We have to hang out with them after school on Monday call him!"
"Now?" Ruthie said shocked. Lindsey nodded her head.
"But the party was yesterday,"
"Ok, your right call him tomorrow then call us," Lindsey said. Lindsey glanced at her clock it was 11 o'clock. "You have to go don't you?" Ruthie looked up.
"Oh crap!" Ruthie jumped up and packed up. She ran out of Lindsey house as fast as she could, dialing home as she ran. Ring. Ring. Come on. Ring.
"Hello?" Annie answered.
"Hey mom, I'm on my way home we woke up late," Ruthie said quickly.
"Ruthie I left you a message last night you never called me back.
"Sorry mom I had my phone on vibrate" Ruthie replied.
"Ok…" Annie said hesitantly.
"I'll be home any minute, got to go love you bye" Ruthie said and hung up. "Phew" Ruthie sped down the block smiling to herself.