Chasing Love

'One Time, At a Party'

dedicated to the new vampire because she made the wonderful cover!

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If you're 16 like I am, then you must've heard the words 'one time, at a party...' a lot. And by a lot, I mean at least twice a day.

In the phrase's defense, the stories that follow are usually hilarious. They're the kind that friends could tell literally all night and have tears in their eyes as they grab their stomachs and yell, "that was the funniest thing ever!"  

For example: one time at a party, I had played five rounds of beer pong in a row. After all, I had to defend my title as the reigning 'champ' of my sophomore class. My cousin, who was visiting from Kansas, had tagged along with me. Let's just say that if she had ever planned on drinking then that night totally cancelled the faintest idea she had.  

I actually made a total fool of myself.  

That night, after my last game, I clumsily made my way over to Keith Banks who was possibly the most attractive kid in the whole grade. And as much as I wish I could say I couldn't remember what happened, I did.  

I pathetically flipped my hair and leaned against him for support, since my own legs were unreliable thanks to the many cups of alcohol I had downed before-hand. I even smiled up at him stupidly, and it was very probable that I might've drooled.  

"Hey, Keith," I drawled, placing my hand on his chest. I remember leaning up and trying to hover over his ear, but even sober that couldn't be managed. So, with my mouth stuck in his ear, I purred/slurred, "Wanna see my whale tail?"  

"Your what?" an extremely amused Keith had answered.  

"My whale tail." I leaned away and faced Keith, who had flagged over some of his friends. "You know!" Digging my hand into my pants, I pulled out the string of my thong. "My. Whale. Tail."  

Keith smirked and raised his eyebrows. "Well, I mean, if you want too..."  

So I showed him my whale tail.

Yep. One time, at a party, I mooned the hottest kid in my grade along with his friends. And as if the story can't get any  better, I had screamed, "I HAVE A TAIL!" as I pulled my jeans down.  

But at the end of the night who was beer pong champ? Me. So I was still a winner that night. Technically.

But this story isn't about me making a total fool of myself. Actually, it's unlike any other classic party story.

So here we go.

One time, at a party.....