Flashing Lights

Her lights

I had to say, I absolutely hated parties. Every single aspect of it agonized me to the point of groaning. My friends only went to meet boys, and I only went because they were going. And, of course, to catch some creep putting something in their drinks. Parties were dangerous and toxic, especially for a group of 17 year old girls. But yet again, here I am getting dragged by my friends to another party. My friends were currently bent over the bathroom counter to get a closer look at themselves, and to make sure their eyeliner is on POINT. I tried to squeeze in to get a better look at myself as well, but they were obviously not having it. I rolled my eyes, opening the mini mirror from my blush palette to do my makeup. I glanced between the reflection of myself and the reflection of my friends, and they were so much prettier. But in the party atmosphere, that's a good thing. Well at least for me, it just means less attention. I tried to cover my freckles with foundation, but it didn't quite work. Letting out a sigh, I walked to my room to pick out an outfit.

The party was currently undergo, and my and my friends chose the perfect spot in the house just to let loose and dance. Yes, I hated parties, but when there's music and I'm around people I'm close with, I go crazy. As time gradually proceeded, more and more people had entered the party house. Many came up to us to greet us but then left to get themselves a drink. I could hear my friends giggling about seeing a cute guy already, but as usual I just ignored it. Until this one asshole, decided to waltz on up to us and make his 'move'. Ugh, I really didn't want to have to deal with these kinda guys so early in the night. "What's up ladieeess? ~" he said with an obvious slur from intoxication. I rolled my eyes, "something in your pants that we don't want." I replied with a grin. Although I hated these kind of guys, I loved busting their ego. But this one didn't seem to want to give up so quickly.

He pulled me close to him, I was in too much shock to react as he kissed me spot on the lips. He seemed to be enjoying it, but I sure didn't. I slapped him right on the face, as hard as I could. My friends gasped in shock, running to my aid to see if I was okay "OMG, Turby are you okay?" My friend Julie asked me. I stood there in shock, staring at the boy in front of me that held the cheek that I slapped in pain.

Some of his friends ran up to him, I recognized two of them, Drew and Joshua. "Dude, oh man.. Haha, you poor asshole." Drew said to him, he was obviously drunk too. But Joshua glared at me furiously "Why'd you do that?" He asked angrily. I panicked, but I knew inside that I did the right thing, "I... I don't know! I just.. He just forced a kiss on me! A kiss.." Oh my god, I covered my mouth in shock. No, no... This can't be, it can't be possible.

That was my first kiss.