I was putting on my dress for the New Years Eve party Alli was making me go to. You wouldn't believe how desperately I didn't want to go. I really haven't been in a partying mood. For one, my parents would do nothing but fight constantly. But the major reason for my angst would be the one and only, Eli Goldsworthy. He had totally rejected the idea of us being more than friends. He told me himself that he was sorry he had leaded me on. I liked him so much it had become unhealthy, so when I was turned down I took it pretty hard, I still was. Being my best friend, Alli wanted me to go to the party to get my mine off things, but that was the opposite of what I wanted. I went anyway considering it would make her happy. I would just have to suffer in silence. As I arrived to the Bhandari residence at 10 o'clock, I realized this was not the small party Alli had told me about, this was a full on bash. I had the idea of leaving at that moment when I heard my name. "Clare! Hi! You made it! I'm so happy you're here"
"Me too," I lied to her.

"This will be great!" she told me, too excitedly for my mood.

"I hope so, All-," I was cut off because she ran off as soon as she spotted Drew. Of course that would be the whole reason for this bash: to hook-up with Drew "The Jock" Torres. Whatever I guess I'll just find her later. As I entered the home I didn't really recognize anyone there except for my friend, Adam Torres. He was so much different from his brother and that is why I liked him. He spotted me too and walked over to me.
"Oh my God, Clare you're here! I didn't think you would come! Wow this is perfect! Just amazing! Okay, hold on I gotta do something, I promise I will be right back to five minutes." And with that he pulled out his cell phone and walked away from me.

What's with him, I thought. That kid was way too happy and excited. Well I guess that's Adam for you. He came back in five minutes like he said with the biggest grin o his face. Weird.

"So sup, girl," he said.

"Nothing really, not to thrilled to be here."

"Why not?"

"I don't know." I did know, and so did he.

"Well don't you fret, Clare. We are gonna have tons of fun. And you, you will be happy before the night is done."

"Okay," I said with a half-hearted smile. So me and Adam danced and just hung out for about an hour. We were hanging out outside. It was now 11:30. Adam got a text and looked instantly pissed when he read it. He said it was his mom and that he had to call her, so I let him go take it. He walked around to the side of the house, but I could still hear him. I could not make out every word he said, but it sure wasn't his mom. Some of the things I heard him yell were "chicken out", "no guts", "suck it up", and "just do it". Who the heck knows, was all I thought. But he returned with a smile.
"Sorry, my mom is so annoying," he said. I just laughed in response knowing he was lying. "Well lets go partay it up some more, eh?"

"Haha. Alright." We couldn't "partay" for long considering everyone was gathering up in the living room to watch the ball drop. We had two minutes left, when Adam got another text and smiled briefly. I ignored it. Sixty seconds left, and Adam was telling me his new year's resolution. Twenty seconds left and both of our eyes were glued to the TV. And the countdown began. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. The whole house screamed and cheered. I turned to the side to wish Adam a happy new year, but he wasn't there. His spot was replaced with the one boy I've been dying to see, but wanting to ignore. Before I could think of anything to say to him, Eli kissed me. I was shocked but enjoyed it. We stayed like that and I forgot about everything else.

He pulled away and said, "You know you're supposed to kiss the person you want to be with on New Years." And with that, I kissed him again.