365 Days.

Chase actually kept his promise,
which surprised me to no joke.

He actually grabbed me right as I was heading from school,
and pulled me after him to his car,
seated me in,
shut the door,
drove me to some house I’ve never seen before,
and only then let me out.

And now here I am.
In rather tight dark purple jeggings,
a black coat that’s tight around the waist line,
blue scarf to match my hair,
and boots.

Completely nothing close to party-suited clothes.

The others?
Well.
The girls have short mini-skirts,
and tops from which their fluro bras peek out,
ripped tights and high heeled shoes.
The guys in various clothing,
greedily stare at the half-revealed cleavage.

They want to lay the chick they’re dancing with,
right now,
no excuses.
It’s like…
written all over their faces.

The smell of alcohol and the sound of drunken voices is getting at me.
“Chase,
I want to g–”
I cut of short and look around me desperately.
Chase is nowhere to be seen.

Crap.

I spot a free space at the end of the room
and make my way there through the crowd.

Bodies.
Glitter.
Skin.
Sweat.
More bodies.
Alcohol.
Noise.
More sweat.

By the time I get to the other side of the room,
I’ve been touched on my rear eight times,
had someone’s alcoholic breath go down my neck three times,
pulled to the side about five,
and minorly molested about twice.

So by the time I get to the other side of the room,
I feel like I want to scream.

How dare he?
How dare he leave me here alone?
How dare he bring me here in the first place anyway?

I’d totally show it to him later at scho-

“Hello there.”

I look up to see a guy with spiked blonde hair,
about a dozen piercings,
a tattoo curling down his neck and disappearing down his back,
and a wine glass in his hand.
It doesn’t seem right that the soft voice belongs to him.

I awkwardly smile,
“Hi.”

“I’ve never seen you before.”
he muses,
reaching out and touching my cheek,
raising his brow.
“Are you new?”
His actions are smooth,
soft,
like a girl’s.

“Yeah-no-like-I...”
I pause for a moment,
gather my thoughts,
and try not to sound like a fool.
“I’m trying to find the door.
I was brought here by accident.”

Lame.

The guy looks amused,
“By accident?”

I hopelessly look at him,
“Well,
I was brought here by Cha–”

“You’re so cute,”
The guy smiles,
seeming to be oblivious to the fact that I was speaking.
He touches my cheek again.
“Like a teddy bear.”

I feel a blush coming on,
briefly hope it’s too dark for him to notice.

“You’re blushing,
that’s so adorable.
I hope you’re not taken by anyone.”

“Well you see,
I–”

“It doesn’t matter,
nobody has to know…
right?”
he winks.

Of course it doesn’t matter!