Trying too Hard

Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

   So here I am... All alone at this shitty place. We'd arrived 20 minutes ago or so, and Dylan was already on the dance floor dancing with a girl. They were the greatest pair there. Dylan loved to dance, he took classes of every genre. He loved spending all day long at the academy, plus, as he said, it was a good way of meeting gay guys. It was funny how frustated he was when none of the guys at the academy were actually gay. I laughed at the memory.

    That was Dylan, always making me laugh when I needed it. He was so randomly weird, yet the best friend anyone could have.

    He looked at me just like if I'd called him with my thoughts, I smiled to let him know that I was okay and he winked at me, then went on with his partner as he made her go in circles to the rythm of... I don't even know what that was.

    Marie was another story. At the 15 minutes of arriving she dissappeared with Alex and were nowhere to be seen. I didn't blame her, they haven't seen each other in a long time. Sometimes she did things like this, it was like she had a sixth sense for guys, she was always on the heat. But she was a great friend and was always there for me. I'm not the most social girl nor I am the best at showing my emotions or feelings.

    It's nice to have someone that does shows feelings for you, and she always did. She's always looking out for me and hugging me and blabbing about her day. It was annoying sometimes, but that is her and I really love her just the way she is. Plus she staying with me, instead of finding new friends, party divas, fashionista and really annoying like her, really shows how much of a good friend she really is and I appreciate that.

   So I don't mind her doing those things, and I like being alone from time to time and think to myself. But right now, I'm hating it. I can't stop thinking about those words.

'I don't really feel like being around kids...'

Kids??

    What is he? 35? He's just like two years older! What the fuck? I swear he just did it to mess up with me. First he was very interested about the party and then... That?! He's an idiot. A pretty attractive idiot...with very big bright brown eyes...and -Wait, what? Agh! Stop it, Katelyn!

I need a drink...

    I'm up and ready to walk to the kitchen and get it when I feel someone's hand grabbing my ass! I turn to face the asshole, ready to punch, not slap, but PUNCH the shit out of him, but it was stupid Marie trying to be funny... I should have punched her anyways as payback for what she did earlier that day. Once again she was lucky I loved her.

    In a second Alex appeared in front of me, taking me by the hand that I was going to use to punch Marie and dragged me to the dance floor. I resisted as much as I could, and I'm not a weak girl. My dad used to take my brother and I to the ring to play with him when we were little, so I developed some strenght.

    But Alex is very strong and I am no match for him, the nickname Marie and I choose for him in secret fitted him perfectly: The Hulk.

    "Dance with me, Kate!" He screamed and starts dancing, very ridiculously may I say. He reminded me of Tarzan trying to dance in that animated, Disney movie. I couldn't contain my laugh, he was obviously very drunk. But you know what? Fuck it! I wanted to enjoy the night and I wasn't letting the though of Rick mess me up.

    I saw how Dylan went to Marie and he spined her way to the dance floor and started dancing 70's style to the sound of Bonnie Mckee's, American Girl. They are such weirdos together.

   What a family we were. I loved them all. They were my friends, not just my cousins. I was truly happy to have them.

    I looked back at Alex. He was inviting me to dance with his hands as he made hilarious faces. And there, overwhelmed by this scene of a really united family, I let myself loose and started dancing like a maniac. It was embarrassing as fuck, but I was really enjoying the moment. Plus Alex was drunk, what would he remember anyways, I kept dancing like there was no tomorrow.

A/N: Heeey! ^.^ I didn't update yesterday, but I did it today :3 just for you guys! For making you wait :$ lol I really hope you're enjoying the story ^.^ vote to know you do :3 and comment if you want :$ I feel like I don't have a future here xD no one's reading my story... But fuck it xD Imma keep updating just because it makes me happy leaving a pieace of me here :3 xD for the next chapter you'll have to wait 'till next week ^.^ sooorry xD mwuah to all who's reading ^.^

P.S. Again I'm cutting class at uni v.v you see what you guys make me do? Dx At least favourite my story before I end without a future ^.^ lol peace out!

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