Vanessa

The party is as they say,  a party.  Next to me is a couple of girls, they're both hot. All hot but me.
      I try to breathe in,  taking in lungfulls. "Relax bitch.  Relax... Ommm... "
    Parties aren't my thing you know.
     It takes forever before Debbie comes.  She's wearing that pink dress she had on my sister's graduation.  I can't take my eyes off my Blue Jeans and black canvas.
      "Hey girl.... You rock! " She shoots her middle finger to the girls opposite, "Getcha eyes somewhere. "
    No words said.  The girls turn. 
"Now hey girl.... Grab my hand will you? "
Another awkward silence.  Some days I wish I'm Debbie,  she's really so free and silent and powerful.
      It's like she doesn't give a flying fuck about what others think. 
"You coming or what? " She pulls   my hand playfully.
     It's then I realise it.  Her lips are fully red, her hair in a pony.
   "Debbie,  can you pretend you're hugging me? " I say,  frantically frightened to see someone.
    He's the guy I met last night...i remember his face somehow.
     He's overly confident and that's why I'm falling for him. Really?
    "You OK? "Debbie says,  hugging me.
"He's looking at me Debbie. "
"Who? "
"Him." I say,  poking an eye in his direction,  "Well, don't look.  He's gonna notice."
Too late. 
     Debbie walks over to him. This girl is on fire....   It's barely a seconds later before they shake hands.
      He nods at something she says, and then... They both turn in my direction.... Their eyes on me....
   I feel like I just wanna die..... Like...
   All over a sudden they walk towards me... Debbie and this guy....

I can't fucking breatheeee....