Lost In An Image

Chapter 2: Eyes

I opened the door to my dorm to see Gigi wearing a tight black dress, and pacing back and forth, throwing clothes left and right.

"Y/N WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?", she yelled.

"In class? You do realize that this is school right?"

"That doesn't matter. We're going to be late for the party. Here, put this on", she said handing me a navy blue dress.

Typical Gigi. Always late to class. Never late to a party.

"So who is going to be there?", I asked putting on the dress. Dang this thing is tight.

"Just a bunch of people. That guy Trevor from earlier. Oh! And the usual gang."

The "usual gang" was a group of four people that Gigi and I hung out with because they always knew how to have a fun time at parties.

"Oh okay. Cool."

We put on our makeup, hair, shoes, grabbed our bags, and we were off.

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When we arrived to the party, things were already pretty wild. The song "Tipsy" by J-Kwon was blasting on huge speakers. There were tables filled with bottles of alcohol, red solo cups everywhere, half naked students dancing, people smoking cigarettes and hookah, some were already passed out. I don't know how these parties never get broken up.

"Hey ladies", said Trevor walking by with a group of people. We hardly knew him but he threw the best parties.

"Look there they are!", screamed Gigi running over towards the "usual gang".

The tallest one turned around and shouted "AYE ITS G-SHOT!"

The whole group followed and yelled the same thing.

"Don't forget T-Heavy!", said Gigi hooking arms with me.

I hated the that nickname. It stood for "Top Heavy". I can't really handle my liquor so when I get drunk, I stumble all over the place like a top heavy baby. Gigi, on the other hand, got her nickname for always being the one to make the best drinks and drink the most shots at a party.

We walked up to the group and did our usual thing which consisted of hugging, catching up, complaining about school, and drinking.

The group consisted of four people. Greg, the tallest one, was the blonde son of the CEO of a big company. He basically came from a rich family and he hated it. He was at NYU to study art. Kate, was a short blonde and the daughter of two hippies who didn't like the idea of college. She was here to study theater. Gabe,was the red haired son of a socialite and a lawyer. He was of average height, for a guy anyway, and he wore sports jerseys most of the time. He was here to study the art of directing. Lastly, Sarah, was a petite brunette who was the daughter of two doctors that was here to study acting. Just like me. Everyone in this group came from different backgrounds but seemed to all be connected by a want to be different from their parents.

"Hey you guys I have a friend coming tonight that I want you to meet", said Greg.

I turned around to scan the party. There sure were a lot of people here.

"Hey! There he is! Nick over here!", yelled Greg waving him over.

Oh my god. Did he just say Nick? Could it be the Nick from earlier? That's silly it can't be...