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Without further ado, (is that how you spell it? It looks really weird?) I present to you chapter 2.
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Chapter 2
the party virgin
June 14, 2012
My eyes fluttered open when the sunlight streamed into my room and basically blinded me for a total of 3.7 seconds. I rolled over and pushed my face into my pillow thinking that maybe if I ignored the fact that the sun was at its brightest and that it was one in the afternoon that Id fall back into a peaceful sleep.
That was not the case.
So I was tired, but I got up and made my way down the hall, Trudging down a flight of steps, and finally reaching the kitchen to get my breakfast. which in my opinion is equivalent to walking in the bataan death march.
"Good morning Katie." I said in my raspy morning man voice as a poured myself a whopping bowl of honey nut Cheerios. I'm probably the only non senior citizen/toddler who eats Cheerios but it's whatever.
Judging by the silence of the house, my dad wasn't up yet. But that was fine. It gave me some time to finish unpacking or maybe read a book. I started off by making a list of everything I needed to do. But before I could write anything down there was a knock at the door.
I groaned. It was probably just my dad locked out of the house. It wouldn't have been the first time. Or it could've been a Jehovah witness and I'd be stuck at the door for hours. I took the chance and opened it. I mentally prepared a speech about how I really didn't want to buy a religious calendar from them.
On my doorstep stood neither my dad or a Jehovah's Witness. It was one of the annoying neighbors with a plate of what looked like Lasagna, but I couldn't be a hundred percent sure.
"Hey neighbor." He said in a cheerful voice. "My mom made you guys some lasagna." He handed it to me and I took it with reluctance.
"Uh thanks.."
I started to close the door but he pushed it back open. "Your dad home?" He asked.
"No.." What did he want to have some sort of manly play date with my dad?
He grinned and invited himself in. "Awesome. Now seems like a good time to fulfil my promise to make it up to you for breaking your window."
Did he have the money? Because that sentence really did not sound good. "What do you mean by that, because that could go two ways-" he interrupted me with a chuckle (more of a giggle actually)
"Seriously? Do I look like the kind of dude who would come to your house and take advantage of the fact that your parents weren't home. Gosh Katherine Winifred, you really have that little of faith in me?" I wanted to reply 'Yes' but I bit the word back.
"Well, I don't know you. And word of advice, don't call me Katherine Winifred again." I cringed when I said my full name. Really Mom and dad? Of all the middle names…? "It's just Katie."
He shrugged. "Whatever, I still like Winifred." He finally noticed the bowl of cereal in my hands. "Cute cereal by the way. You do realize it's 4 in the afternoon, right?"
4 in the afternoon? Shit. Had I actually slept the whole day away? "Maybe I like cereal? Ever thought of that, Travis?"
"Sassy." He chuckled. "So, I still need to repay you for the broken window." I held my breath, afraid for what this boy was going to suggest. I was still a little wary since it involved my dad not being home.
"Where's your favorite place to go?" He asked with a big smile.
Not exactly the question I was preparing for.. "Um. The library?"
He made a buzzer sound. "Wrong answer! You were supposed to say a party."
No. No. No. I was not going to a party with.. Him. Any person with common sense could see that this just spelled out disaster.
"So.. You wanna come?" He put on his best pout and got on his knees. I rolled my eyes and asked myself why my life was so difficult.
This had its pros and cons. I mean, I could always just ditch him and make new friends. I really wanted to make new friends. But I also had never been to a party..
His soft blue eyes were getting wider and reaching the size of saucers. "Ugh. Fine.." She'd only go to see what the party was like, not because his sad puppy face was cute..
He pulled me into a suffocating and awkward hug. (I almost tripped face first into the concrete steps) 'We're gonna have so much fun! Let's go." And with that I was dragged into his completely beaten down truck that looked like it was from the 80s, but hey we can't all afford new cars.
"This is Old Bessie." He said proudly, staring down at the piece of junk with wheels as if it was his first born child who'd just graduated from Harvard.
I fought back a laugh. "Old Bessie? Ok, you're kidding right?"
"I dunno." He gave her a pat and I expected it to fall to pieces, "It's what the guy I bought it from told me to call her."
"Right.." I said and climbed into the passenger seat. There were a few tears in the seats and foam was coming out of them, but they were pretty damn comfortable. "Are you sure this thing is safe?" I questioned.
He let out a gasp. I wasn't sure if it was fake or not.. "Katherine Winifred, first you accuse me of wanting to sleep with you and now you're questioning Old Bessie's safety!?"
I blushed and focused my eyes on the empty McDonalds wrappers "I never accused you of anything.."
He chuckled. "I can honestly promise you that you won't die in my car. Mayble get seriously injured but-" I hit his shoulder playfully, despite the fact I was dying inside from fear of the brakes going out or him just not keeping his eyes on the road.
"Where is the party?" My voice was a little shaky.
"My friends house." Was all he said. "Ready to have a blast?" He pulled into a town street. I noticed a bunch of cars parked ahead. That must have been the party. "I guess?"
He pulled over. "You ok? You sound a little nervous?"
"Yeah." I didn't know why I told him, but better safe than sorry right? "I've just never been to a party before.." I was never popular in high school. I had a small group of friends, but none of them were popular.. I never really cared about parties either.
"Woah. You're a party virgin.." He stared at me like I was a dying species. i looked away feeling a bit embarrassed. Was it really that uncommon?
"Yeah. So what?"
He ruffled my hair, making me feel like a dog. "C'mon kiddo, time to experience the best night of your life. I'll take you under my wing so nothing happens to you." Ugh. A whole night with Travis? No thanks.. Why'd I agree to this anyways?
"Percy's parties are never that big, and it doesn't get too crazy." We got out of Old Bessie (I thanked god for the safe trip)
"That's.. reassuring." I avoided two drunk girls stumbling out of the house. I could feel the music booming in my chest as I walked in. Travis pulled me by my hand (which was not my choice, his grip was just too strong for me to pull away)
He waved over a cute and tall guy with dark, shaggy hair and sea green eyes. "Hey Percy!" He walked over and handed us two plastic blue cups with suspicious liquid in it. "This is Katie. she's a party virgin." I felt myself blushing in front of Percy, who was pretty hot.
"Really?" Percy asked, eyes wide. "Take this instead" He exchanged my blue cup for a wine cooler, which I guess was better than whatever I had before.
I whispered to Travis, "Is it really bad that I've never been to a party before?" He shook his head. "Nah. it's cute." I frowned and sat down on the unoccupied couch. Maybe I could just sit here the whole time?
"I'll be right back." Travis said to me. I nodded. The music kind of sucked so I took a sip of my wine cooler. After that one sip, I decided to not take another. i rolled my eyes and a couple fell onto the couch and started making out.
"Excuse me?" I said to them. My efforts were ignored so I huffed and got up from the couch and wandered around the house. Sure, Travis told me to stay on the couch but the house wasn't that big right.?
Yeah, I thought wrong, because after ten minutes of walking around the house, the place only got louder and more crowded. I didn't want to look like a loser and shout his name. So far, parties sucked.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turned around, expecting to see Travis and I was ready to clobber him for leaving me alone. But instead it was a blonde guy.
"Hey. I've never seen you around before. I'm Dakota." He held out a beer. "Want a drink?"
I pushed the drink away, "No thanks, I don't drink."
"Aww, c'mon. Have a little fun with me?" He got closer and I could smell the alcohol on his breath. "No really, I don't drink." I felt good not giving into peer pressure. I was for once in my life putting all the peer pressure stuff I learned in middle school to use.
"Well at least dance with me." He said and pulled me to the floor. The living room was crowded with bodies that all smelled like BO. I almost threw up when some boy's armpit was over my head. Dakota started.. grinding on me? He was so drunk I couldn't tell what he was doing.
"Hey Katie!" I heard Travis call. Finally! I wanted to scream. "Dakota. Get off of her." He pushed the tall blonde boy away and led me out of the crowd. it was like ocean waves, you kept getting pulled back in.
Travis kept me close to him and I could feel his heart beating against my cheek. I wasn't too fond on how close we were, but it was better than the ocean of drunk teenagers, so I held on. "What're you doing hanging around with them?" He asked.
"I don't know, you left me on that couch for the sharks!" I screeched. I felt a bit panicked and I asked him if we could leave.
"Yeah. This party blows. I told Percy to change the music.."
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When we were back into the safety of Travis's car (If you could call that safety) he finally asked me if I was ok.
"Yep. I can say I definitely will not let you take me anywhere else." And I meant that.
He chuckled. "Hey! You're speaking way too soon. I guess that wasn't the best way to repay you for the window."
I looked out the car window. The window didn't close all the way. That probably sucked when it rained or snowed.. I watched the rows of identical houses. "Forget the window. It'll just be best if you leave me alone." I offered.
We were neighbors, but did that mean we had to be friends too?
"What?" He asked. "I'll pay you in trident layers ok." He started laughing hysterically at his own joke.
"Funny." I said sarcastically. We pulled up to my house. The lights were off, which meant my dad was probably not home yet or asleep. "Thanks but no thanks."
"Bye Gardner." He said to me.
"Gardner?"
"Yeah, cause you said I couldn't call you Katherine Winifred. Gardner was the next best thing."
A/N: tbh I find myself very funny. Sorry if a lot of letters weren't capitalized! I spilled lemonade on my keyboard bc I'm stupid oops. The shit key succcckkks now.
lol goats are involved in the next chapter. stick around if u like goats.
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