Dana Summers has just had the humiliation of being publicly cheated on by her boy-friend of two years, at the party of the year. what a way to start your senior year right?
Who better then to witness this massive chaotic event then her old childho...
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If I could rewrite any wrongdoing in my life, it would be not trusting my intuition and saying 'No' to Jared Gibson.
Over the past twelve months, I found myself swept up in the role of a girlfriend, ignoring my gut feeling that something was off. Looking back, I realise that my reluctance to say 'No' not only caused humiliation and heartache but also left me with trust issues that will undoubtedly linger for a long time.
In retrospect, I realise that my mother had warned me about guys like Jared - charming boys who try to make amends by sending you flowers and making empty promises. But I ignored her insights and let my emotions control me.
Sometimes, we crave attention so much that we overlook the red flags and give ourselves away to temptation, even if it means accepting small pieces of that person. My experience with Jared taught me one thing; always listen to your intuition, especially when it cautions you against something or someone.
It had only been an hour since we'd arrived at the first party of our senior year, but the house already bustled with unfamiliar faces.
I recognised only a handful of people, and even those were just acquaintances from my classes. It was as if half the crowd didn't even attend our school.
As I wandered around, music blaring in the background, my eyes darted from person to person, hopelessly seeking one particular face. Jared, my boyfriend, was nowhere to be seen since we had arrived at the party after his football team's big game.
It was a tradition for them to hold a victory bash at the quarterback's house, and Max Anderson's residence had been packed with everyone who was anyone.
I had never known Jared to be a no-show at a party, even if he wasn't close friends with the host. He always made a point of my being there beside him, especially after a big win like today's. But now, as I searched and searched, I couldn't help but wonder where he was.
Something was off, and my mind couldn't help but fill with doubts. What if he changed his mind about us? What if he was avoiding me? My heart hammered in my chest as I realised that maybe I didn't know Jared as well as I thought I did.
After another twenty minutes of not finding him any where, I decided that my best chances where to check the upstairs hoping maybe he might have disappeared to use the bathroom.
As I reached the upstairs bathroom and noticed the long queue of people, it became evident that it would probably be best to use Max's ensuite, if necessary. However, upon entering Max's room, I was taken aback by the unexpected scene before me.
There he was, engaging in a game of naked twister with another girl. To my surprise, he even had the audacity to nonchalantly follow me down the stairs, pants still halfway down his hips, hastily pulling his shirt over his once-exposed chest. Desperately attempting to clear his name, he breathlessly exclaimed,
