Lights cast a shadow apon me like I
am only a mere person in the crowd. A crowd of atoms. Music fills my ears like the water racing itself to the bottom on a cliff. As the crowd clears, the alcohol level rises slowly. As the bitter aroma floats on a magic carpet around the room, I push past the illegally intoxicated semi-adults to the oak wood door. Tripping over the freshly empty Red Solo cups, I extend my tanned arm for the doornoob. The cold and shiny brass circle reflects the lights and shoots the beams in all directions. Turning the doornoob, I hear the Music dance with the crowd and I can hear the low as lava bass. The sound waves send a vibration through me as I strut out the door. Gazing around I see him. At school he is a loner, he emits a dangerous feel that queues the chills to slowly creep and crawl up my spine like minute spiders that thirst for blood. My feet pound the ground as I turn around and dash to my car. Spinning like a tornado, the alcohol is getting to my head. Rushing, I put my keys in and start the engine to my black Toyota truck. One last time, I glance back at him, and for a spilt second our eyes lock. My crystal blue eyes and his hazel eyes staring back. Harry's eyes were a endless maze, deep and easy to get lost in. Snapping my head back to the wheel, I take a deep breath.
"Oh shit."
