5SOS Imagines Collection

Ashton

I walked into the birthday party and was immediately flustered by all of the people there. Ugh. My dad had said there wouldn't be that many people, but there were at least 200.  

I was greeted by the smell of old cigars and beer. Great. I guess I wasn't going to have fun at this party after all. My dad told me that I would have fun and that 'it's very important to make a good impression with his boss!' it was his boss' birthday party.

I looked around at all the people, smoking, drinking and chatting about business; all crowded together not even listening to the cover band that was playing in the corner of the room. There was nobody there that was my age... and I mean nobody.

I took a deep sigh and peered around the room again, looking for a place where I could sit down and take my shoes off. I had only been here for five minutes and my feet were already killing me. I guess that's what you get for wearing 6-inch black stilettos.

I turned to ask my dad where he was sitting but he had already taken off and was talking to some old looking guy near the left corner by the food. The guy was about 7 feet tall and had this white hair that he gelled up to make him look about 7'2". He had these gorgeous blue eyes that I could from standing 20 feet away. My dad turned around and pointed at me, waving a little, I smiled cheekily and waved back at the man who was now looking at me. He had a really lousy smile, you could only see his bottom teeth and he squinted his eyes too much.

Once he looked back at my dad, I made my way to one of the open tables in the back corner of the room. It was probably the farthest table I could sit away from the food, which wasn't very smart if I decided I wanted to get food. There was a large dance floor in the middle of the room where all the drunken couples were swinging each other around and spilling their drinks all over the place. That made me laugh a little. Everyone else was holding drinks and talking in these big circles of people, some were sitting down and talking, and a lot of people were getting dinner.

I sat down on one of those crappy, metal fold-up chairs at the table and pulled out my phone. It was about 7:15 and I wasn't even hungry. I sighed a little and closed my eyes, trying to zone out the noise from the party. It would only be a few hours until we had to leave, my dad said we'd leave around 10:30-11:00, so I had to figure out what I was going to do until then, or until cake even.

I opened my purse and desperately looked for a pen among all the other crap that was inside of it. The tablecloth was made of paper and I could draw or write on that for some time. I found a purple pen (thank the lord) and started writing a story.

I ended up writing a story about a girl who could only see in black and white but didn't tell anybody. All the kids would make fun of her because she was so behind in school and she would dress really weirdly because she couldn't coordinate colors. She ended up really liking this boy who liked her back and he was the first to know about her color thing and he gave her his eyes so she could see in color. It was pretty good, and it took me about a half an hour, but when I tried to draw swirls and stuff it just messed the whole thing up so I crossed it out. I leaned back in my chair and focused back on the party. Most of the people had gone into a smaller room next to the ballroom and I could hear some guy on the microphone faintly, drunk of course, giving this long speech about how sarcastic and great the birthday boss was. Drunken speeches are always funny, I mean, the people have these notes or whatever on what they want to say, but when they're drunk, they'll go off on these different points and stories that are totally embarrassing. That makes me laugh.

I was actually now one of the only people in the room. I looked across at the buffet table and saw that the kitchen staff was putting out dessert. There were a couple old ladies sitting at a table next to the food buffet thing and the cover band was eating dinner on the edge of the stage. I hadn't even noticed they'd stopped playing.