Scene: you're out with your friends, Going to a house party. You're the most popular girl in school and you're about to Move up to being a Senior. Living life to the fullest with your girlfriends and male friends. Even though you still had a year to go. All the boys wanted you but you didn't want any of them. "Someone different" you thought. That's what you were looking for.
"This party is amazing!! Woo!!" Your best friend (their name) shouted.
"I'll drink to that." You smiled and down your cup of beer.
"Oh..my...god...(your name) check out that guy!" Your best friend pointed.
Isn't that the nerdy kid? He didn't seem so nerdy anymore. I grabbed another drink and looked at him. All the girls were freaking out and wanted to talk to him. Fakes. All those girls always talk shit about him, he's really smart but kind of shy. What's he doing in a place like this?
"Who is that?" I asked.
"I don't know. But he's soooo hot! Check out his bod. Mmm, what I wouldn't do to him." Your friend was practically drooling over him.
So I guess I'm the only one who recognized him. He's tutored me once or twice, not much of a talker. He actually seemed kind of boring. Not so much now though, he's probably a fake too. I little wanna be. I shook my head and took a sip from my drink.
"Hey (your name) you should dance with him." (Best friend) said.
"For what? He's already surrounded by girls. Are you forgetting who I am? I do have a rep to protect you know..." I said.
"But he's really hot! (Your name) go talk to him! At least for me!" She pleaded.
"Aish. I said no. Quit being so thirsty...geez. Just be cool and maybe he'll come talk to you." I said then took another sip of my drink.
It's like the male version of Cinderella. From Rag to Fab. He looked good but it pissed me off how suddenly he was 'the cool guy'. Who the hell does he think he is anyway? Crashing my party and stuff. I didn't wanna make a scene though, it would make me look like a total bitch.
"He's coming this way!" My best friend squealed.
I looked up and there he was. He's got some nerve coming up to me. Everyone was staring at us.
"What?" I asked unamused.
"Dance with me."
"As if." I got closer to him and whispered. " You're not fooling me! I can see past your little disguise. So if you know what's good for you I'd back away." I got off the stool and walked away. Jerk. Trying to ask me to dance. Who the hell does he think he is?! I scoffed.
I went to the DJ booth and requested some techno. That was the "in" thing right now.
I stepped down and there he was again. Everyone was too busy dancing to notice.
"Just one dance." He smiled.
I looked around to see if anyone was watching. I sighed. "Okay, fine. One dance."
He took me by my hand and led me to the dance floor. I felt kinda weird dancing with a guy that was way out of my league but I gotta admit, he's a great dancer. The music changed to hip-hop and he was on it! We all gathered in a circle cheering for him. He was the life of the party! The party really came alive once he was dancing and all. We laughed,drank and danced the night away.
Days later
He was a no show. I wanted to talk to him and thank him for such a great time. I even made him cookies. It's been days since I saw him. I actually missed him. Even though he only tutored me twice a week I wanted to see him.
