We meet at Dawn

Chapter seventeen - Dawn

It's now my 19th birthday. And it's been 5 months since I had my moment with Professor Grey, and ever since I've been avoiding him in school. I walked the other way when he was coming my way, I never stayed in the library to study anymore.

I've now finally gotten my own place, and a new job in a bar. And I really enjoy it, my boss is so nice and I've even made a new friend. His name is Lukas, he's a great guy. So far, I've only been working weekends and some days after school. But now that summer break is here, I'll be working on the clock. Making my income way better, maybe I can treat myself for a fancy meal. Or even two. But today is the last day in school, and I feel bright. I even decided to wear a white dress with a pair of low black shoes feeling like a little out of place, but still pretty. The first class was super boring, and the second as well. But during the last class Sam informed me about some party later that evening that sounded super fancy. Of course, I accepted the indentation.

And the theme? Golden. So, shopping was on the calendar. I didn't own any golden clothing, nor did Sam for that matter. After class me and Sam headed straight for the mall, and Sam found this gorgeous gold dress that matched perfectly with her skin. I on the other hand, was not a gold person. My skin looked pink with too much gold,
so I deiced to buy a gold top. It was a low-cut top, with an open back. And I bought a skinny black skirt with it. Sam followed me back to my place and we ate dinner, if you can count bread with Nutella as a meal. And wine.

Sam straightened my hair, and made my eyelids shine of glittery gold. I looked stunning, but when I looked at her my jaw dropped. The dress went to her knees, hugging her body in all the right places. Her hair was up and her lips dark red. I really do have the best of friends. We
drank the rest of the bottle and jumped in the cab. ''Well do we know anyone at the party?'' I asked. ''Well, my new man Charles and some of his friends will be there.'' Sam mutterd, while she was giving me a reassuring smile. At this point I had learned not to argue about small things as such, so I just sat in silence until we arrived at this huge mansion.
I could hear loud hip-hop playing and I just knew that bringing my headphones was a good choice. We got out of the car, and right away some girls left the building laughing their asses off. Sam grabbed my arm and rushed me in the building, and oh my. This wasn't a college party, this was a legit adult party. I could feel my socially battery running low. Sam let out a loud peep and ran straight to some guy. Well, probably Charels. From what I could see he looked like he was in his mid twenties. He kind of looked like any other straight white man, but as long as Sam liked him I was all good.

''Hey Dawnie! Come here!'' Sam shouted through the crowd. I awkwardly pushed myself trough the loud crowd, and after having a little struggle I made it through.

''Dawn, meet Charles. Charles, Dawn.'' He put his hand out and I shook it, just to be polite. Then quickly retreated back. ''Drinks?'' I gently shouted through the noise, and Charles gave me a little smile and pointed towards the kitchen. I headed over and what I saw was amazing. Everything from expensive wine, to liquor and beer. So I just took a cup of beer and a whole bottle of vodka. I wasn't planning on being sober,
and these people looked like they could afford to lose a bottle. I walked out to the back yard and found an empty chair to sit at. So I took my seat, plugged in my headphones and played some beethoven.
I chugged my bear and lighted a cigarette as I focused on the sweet melody of his lovely work. As the music filled my ears, the smoke filled my lungs. Making me on fire. I started drinking the vodka, and I guess I never saw how tragic I am. I'm a college student who wants to study marine animals, I only have one friend. And my comfort is studying, smoking and drinking. Damn, I
guess I'm really fucked up. But good thing for vodka. It makes you forget your troubles just for a little while.

But not even vodka or beethoven could block the
sound of someone calling my name. I turned around and when I saw who it was I almost knocked out the entire bottle. It was him, it was Asher. In the flesh. I hadn't seen him in 5 months, almost six. And now here he was, at some random party. My blood froze, and I just stood up and started to walk away. As I was making my way trough the house I somehow ended up in some room. But I just lied down on the bed, trying to grasp my awkward run-away moment. Luckily I did also bring the vodka so I just started drinking. Making my way to the bottom of the bottle. I started feeling sick from the vodka so I closed the bottle and started calling Sam to take me the fuck out of here. But she didn't answer. Gosh why me? And why him of all people. This was not happening, not when I had been working so hard not to bump
into him at school. But now I have to tip toe on summer break? If there is a God, he truly hates me.