Make Me Wanna Die

Inside the house music played loudly, colorful strobe lights danced off the wall and people;

giving everything a decidedly creepy look. The floor beneath my feet vibrated to the bass of

the music. This was supposed to be the best party of the year and honestly I never thought I

would be attending it. I’m not the most popular of people, but when you’re best friends with

someone who is but doesn’t care I guess that makes you “popular by association.” That’s

pretty much what I was my friend Ava was invited to this and naturally I just had to come

because I needed to live life to fullest. Those weren’t the words that she said, it went

something like-

“Its a Friday night and there is a raging party going on, I’m not about to let you sit in the

house and mope about like an idiot; life’s an adventure so get off your butt, and hop on your

motorcycle and ride it.”

To which I responded,

“life’s a motorcycle that I need to hop on and ride? No thanks; I would rather not get on a two

wheel death trap.”

“It's a metaphor, and anyway not the point just is ready when I pick you up at 9:30.”

That’s pretty much how I wound up here at “the party of the year” wearing gray skinny jeans,

a black and gray shear top, with some pink chucks.

I bet you’re wondering where the pink comes in well my bra was pink and you could see it

through my shirt if you looked at my chest.

I was sipping on my fifth or eighth alcoholic beverage (I wasn’t keeping count), feeling

pleasantly drunk (but

not so much so that I couldn’t see straight) when I spotted him.

“It was like one of those scenes in a movie where the crowd parts and you and the guys

eyes meet.”

Our eyes locked and he smiled. Just to make sure he was actually smiling at me I quickly

checked both sides of me to make sure some gorgeous girls weren’t standing next to me.

Nope none, I smiled back he started to make his way over to me, and then the crowd moved

back together. Just my luck that the moment the hottest guy I see in my life starts to come

toward me he gets lost in the crowd, the gods must have something against me. It was

okay though because at that moment, I started to feel sick. I pretty much knew how this night

was going to end and the morning began.

I left the bar and went to look for Ava.