Me and Jamie had been going out exclusively for three weeks together now, and I was pretty sure we were in a relationship.
We were talking on the phone at night about a really big house-party he was throwing the next day.
"You exited?" He asked.
"Yes, of course!" I replied.
"I've invited like everyone, so they'll know that I have a new girlfriend..."
"Oh, really?" A couple weeks ago that wouldve made me speechless, but I had gotten a lot more comfortable around him now.
"Yeah, so make sure you show up!" He laughed.
"I will." I giggled.
"Lizzie, I need the phone!" Derek shouted, banging on the door. I really need to start putting my cell phone to use.
"Ugh, I gotta go." I sighed.
"Okay then, good-night Lizzie." Jamie said.
"Good-night, see you tomorrow."
"Yeah. Bye."
I hung up. The door suddenly swung open. "What, are you taking the piss?" Asked an irritated Derek.
"What the hell? Here, take it." I said, chucking him the phone.
The next day, me and Salma were making our way downstairs to meet Edwin and leave for Jamie's party together. Edwin eyed Salma up and down, in her electric blue playsuit. She coyly grabbed her red cardigan and put it on. "You two look great." Smiled Edwin, suddenly realising how creepy he was starting to seem. I looked back down at what I was wearing. A grey denim mini-skirt with a black t-shirt. It went all loose from the chest down and purple lace replaced the black fabric on the neckline and upper back, so I had to fuss about with a strapless bra when wearing it. Casey gifted it to me for my birthday and it raised a few eyebrows of the boys in our family, but I didn't care. I smiled as I remembered the "strapless bra trick" that Salma taught me when I didn't have any. Close the waistband on the tightest hook and tuck the straps under the waistband.
"Let's go." I said to the two of them.
Even though Jamie's house wasn't the biggest, a lot seemed to be going on because people were everywhere. Even though I knew pretty much everyone, after the first half hour or so, I felt a little lost. I needed to find some people I properly knew.
"Hey Liz!" I heard people call as I passed the living room. I looked back and smiled. It was a group of my friends, not acquaintances - finally. I went and sat with them. We talked and I sipped a bit of vodka from my friend Maria's bottle - I wasn't that big on drinking. Plus, Mom and George would kill me if I came home drunk. And Edwin. And then Edwin would kill me too.
After a while, they got onto the subject of me and Jamie, but I knew they were just teasing.
"So... are you in love?" Giggled Maria, hopelessly drunk. Suddenly, an image of Derek popped into my head.
"What?" I said out-loud, disgusted by my own thoughts.
"Calm down, Lizzie." Laughed another friend, Jonas.
A hurried out of the room. She asked if I was in love, not in love with Jamie! I thought, starting to panick.
"Hey, Lizzie, we're playing spin the bottle, and now your brother and Salma are totally hooking up, dude!" Said Amir. Another one of my classmates who was completely smashed.
"Oh gosh." I whispered, sounding exhausted.
"You look stressed out, man. Here." He said, handing me his own bottle of vodka. Meh, why the hell not? I started drinking, swaying to the music, and listening to God-knows-what-Amir-talks-about-while-he's-drunk.
The more I thought about Derek, the more I drank. It seemed like my drinking was going to see no tomorrow. All I remember after that was seeing Jamie, and practically pouncing on him. He questioned me, asking if I was okay. I told him I was fine "dude", beginning to sound like Amir. Then I remember him saying "Awesome." with a massive grin on his face. And that's all I remembered.