Red zone

New Year New Me I guess (Sebastian pov)

There are many things that happen over summer breaks, people break up, find new identities, get scrappy about someone, and so much more. I seem to be fortunate enough to never have to deal with such a thing. 

Of course, there is the occasional arguing with the girlfriend, or there are always the times when parents "catch" you doing something you shouldn't be doing, but like any upcoming senior took up a few, let's call them, hobbies.

I never particularly enjoyed being blackout drunk, but surprisingly hangovers are something I picked up to be something I like, dare I even say, enjoyed. They just set me through this euphoric state of so many things happening at once. The head state it put me in was just incredible. I could practically touch my thoughts as they floated through my head. The blood rushed through my body desperate to purge the alcohol out of my system. 

One August day, my best friend Brandon hit me up, "Hey Sebastian, wanna come to my place tonight with a few other friends and booze is on me."

I excitedly responded, "Booze is all I needed to hear. I'll be by your place in 10."

It started with a few of my other friends showing up, and then the drinking started. I will never get over the taste of five-dollar vodka, the way it burns like the brightest of flames. If it gets me in that euphoric state I will do anything. 

No matter what state of mind I was in, something always drew me to one of Brandon and I's mutual. Daimon was always the eye-grabber whenever we were in public. His deep amber curls and irresistibly handsome face definitely turned some heads, but somehow he has never had a date. 

It was only by chance that we met. Well, actually we met through Brandon. They are both in the chess club. I know, crazy right? How is probably the most stunning guy in school in the chess club?!? That's beside the point. 

One day, I was hanging over at Brandon's place, and he invited Daimon over for a game and a cup of tea. I don't understand why they both seem to be a fan of tea, especially black tea. It's so bitter and the flavor is kind of dusty. Anyways, the two of them both had this gaze of determination. It was entertaining to watch the two focusing as if their life depended on it. 

As their game is getting more "heated" I decided to cool off and call Samantha, my girl, bae, and basically anything in-between. She was the girl I feel like I could spend the rest of my life with. Sam was: funny, kind, and a really good kisser. The way she so perfectly maneuvered her tongue under mine, fighting for control, made me turn red like the setting sun. Her lips were like electricity, turning me on with every touch. It sent me into that euphoric state without even trying. 

She picked up a couple of rings later. "Hey, babe! Do you need anything?" 

"I don't really think so. Maybe just you ;)" I smirkily replied. 

"You know we can't do anything, both of our parents would kill us. EVEN JUST KISSING. talking about how we need to only be thinking about christ or something" Samantha hastily replied. 

"We don't need to be caught you know" I was pretty horny at this point. 

"QUIT FILTERING OVER THE PHONE AND JUST FUCK ALREADY!" Brandon yelled from the living room. 

Samantha and I both laugh, but there seemed to be some uncomfortable air in the room. Daimon had these eyes. I cannot grasp it, they resemble lust, but also angst. His dark golden eyes tell 1000 words with just one glimpse. Oh, however much I wanted to understand that, to acknowledge him. 

I don't know why, but he has always drawn me in in some way. He was the person that first made me question my sexuality. He and also young Leonardo DiCaprio. I mean every man has to have at least gotten into the standing position once watching Titanic RIGHT. Please tell me I'm not the only one, but Samantha was the only one I ever knew I liked, even loved. I mean, we have been friends ever since the 3rd grade, and you pick up a few things after 7 years of friendship and one and a half years of dating. 

Seeing Daimon changed that for me I think. For the first time in forever, I didn't get turned on by Samantha's kiss. She still did everything she used to do, it's just that something else was in the way. My body... It didn't get that butterfly every time I see her. It was like a switch was flipped, but it cannot be turned off. 

After their chess game, I chatted with Daimon, and as it turns out he is not a boring guy. In fact, he enjoys reading, writing, and even poetry. He even offered to write some for me. I might have accepted a little too quickly, but Brandon didn't pick up on any of this. My best friend wasn't the most receptive at times, but we are friends for a reason. 

We exchanged book lists, and it turns out we have a shitton in common. Like, when was I going to find someone who enjoyed Virginia Woolf and Chaucer. It honestly felt too good to be true, but so was meeting him. Girls danced around him for his attention, but he did not even bat an eye. 

Back to the party tho... Daimon shows up, stunning as ever, and I, more stupid than a fucking rock am already wasted half an hour after the party started. I was already in that stage where I am feeling guilty for drinking but cannot stop. I just know a couple more shots, and I will be hungover the next day. 

Now that Daimon was here, I have to resist, and I suggest we play spin the bottle with Daimon, Samantha, Brandon, and a couple more of our friends. They all quickly agreed. We started and Brandon went first. I honestly do not know how it happened, but it landed on Samantha.  Awkwardly, Samantha initiates the kiss, and Brandon, that bastard, decided to go all or nothing and fucking french kisses her. 

I honestly do not know what bothered me more, the fact that they both enjoyed it, or the fact that SAMANTHA INITIATED it. I guess it was my suggestion, so I cannot be too upset. 

A couple of rounds later, I finally got the reason I wanted to play this game in the first place. I spun the bottle, and as if my prayers finally get answered, the bottle stopped, pointing straight at Daimon. 

I am sorry but also not sorry at the same time. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter as there will be much more to come. As of now, I do not have a schedule, but I am writing as much as possible. How do you feel about Daimon and Sebastian so far?