Super Emotions

The Party

Hmmmm I thought. Searching through my clothes, I was deciding on what to to wear to Josh's party. Jake invited my friends and I. I already told them and told the boys to behave. We were all meeting at my house to walk over at seven. I had various outfits strewn on my bed, but I didn't know which one Jake would like. The first one was a black bubble skirt with white polka dots, a sleeveless white shirt, and my silver spiked wedges. The second one, was hot pink booty shorts, a vibrant blue tank top, and checkered converse. The third one, was white super tight skinny jeans, a small aquamarine shirt that was right below my belly button, and beige ankle boots. I looked at them, were they good enough? Thinking about it, I texted Tesha on advice:

'hey Tesha'

'Hey'

'What do u think I should wear?'

'Ummm well Jake is popular and is dating Marissa. U have to add a little edge to your outfit.'

'Thanks!'

Feeling satisfied, I opened my closet doors. Finding skin tight black skinny jeans, a shiny red tank top that hugged my stomach, and my red heels I began to do my hair. Deciding on curly, I flipped on my iron. I curled my hair, then applied some hair spray. Then, I began my makeup. Doing some silver eyeshadow, I added my eyeliner. I kept going and did some cat tails under my eyes. Admiring my reflection, I added blush to make my cheeks rosy and any necessary bronzer. Smiling, I grabbed my red clutch, and quickly applying red lipstick. I saw my friends just showing up at my door. I looked at their clothing. Grace wore black shorts, a white shirt, mustache suspenders, white converse, and for extra nerd, fake glasses. Her hair was short and loose with little makeup. Tesha wore grey skinny jeans, a tie dye sweatshirt, and red converse. No makeup, and her hair was just usual and braided. Naomi wore green Bell bottom jeans, black vans, a black blouse, and no makeup. Her hair was braided to the side. Kevin, wore black pants, a white button up shirt, a black bow tie, and black vans. Thomas, wore jeans, a dark blue polo shirt, and moccasins. Eric, wore jeans as well, a red shirt, and sneakers. Smiling, I nodded in approval. We all began walking, ready to party hard!

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Arriving at the party, we walked into Josh's house. It was massive! Four floors including his basement! The place was PACKED and the music was pumping. Some people I recognized came into view. Seeing the boys' reaction, they had already ran to the chocolate fountain! Scarfing their faces, I actually saw Eric dipping his face, underneath the fountain! Us girls decided to walk around a little. The dance floor was covered with dancing people, and it had

color lights all over the floor. Looking every where, I still didn't see Jake. Feeling a tug on my left arm, Tesha was pulling me in the other direction because Grace had begun to chat with Caleb. Walking towards the punch, it looked so appetizing. A pink liquid in a blue bowl with lemons and cherries floating in the top. Finding the blue cups, I picked one up, and poured the punch into my cup. Sipping it, I loved it's savoring taste! About to go for another, I saw out of the corner of my eye, guys staring at me. Ugh! I wanted JAKE attention not some other googly eyed hobos! Walking away, I dragged Tesha out to the dance floor. DJ Got Us Fallin In Love Again by Usher was blasting. Tesha already dancing with some other guy, and I was looking around, feeling lonely, when I saw Jake! And Marissa. Frowning, another guy walked up to me. He had brown eyes, and brown hair. He smiled down at me, offering a hand. Not wanting to turn green from envy and disappear, I accepted his hand. His arms wrapped around my waist. Not wanting to get to close, I put my hands on his shoulders. A slow song came on, and he began swaying around the floor. "So... What's your name?" he asked. "Emma" I replied. This was weird. I looked at his eyes. Following his stare, I saw him looking down my cleavage! So not cool. Deciding to bear it, I felt his hand trailing down my back. Knowing what he was going to happen, I pushed his chest back. He took a step forward, trying to grab my waist. My reflex was to slap him, but I held back knowing it would make me mad and I was supposed to be having fun. Seeing the boys, I walked over to the chocolate fountain for a strawberry.