Change

Ah college, for most people is a change that you will never forget, mine well lets just hope I forget it. I come from a small town in Jacksonville, Alabama and got into NYU. What was I thinking a small town girl entering the "big apple" for the first time, lets just say it took a turn for the worse. For starters my roommate Sadie, an alcoholic who in one week has gone through at least 4 boyfriends. On the other hand I'm lucky if a guy even looks at me. Despite our difference we somehow make it work, we have a system she goes out to party and I stay and read, read, and read. The sad part is, I realized I hate reading. But one night everything changed Sadie actually invited me to a party I mean really but, she didn't let me wear anything in my closet. I don't know why but I felt really offended. My wardrobe has about everything except slutty stuff which I guess is the dress code for these parties. Somehow Sadie got me out in makeup, 6 inch heels which felt like daggers plunging into my soft, tender sneaker feet a tube top and a sequin skirt that didn't even cover all that down there.

We got to the party and I was just worried about pulling my skirt down nevertheless getting ditched. I guess I get the fact that I was an awkward tall, skinny, red head in heels that she couldn't walk in. No wonder Alex ditched me, I'm a recipe for disaster but since I was already hear and I already got pretty much undressed for nothing. The moment I walked in it hit me this is why Alex loved it so much bit was so thrilling and there were plenty of people half naked like me that couldn't walk in there heels either(probably because they were drunk) I was just enjoying watching people have fun when I realized that I was standing alone and the embarrassment came back. I decided I had enough excitement for one night after all there are plenty more parties to undress for. But of course as I thought things couldn't get any worse when I finally fell on the daggers they call heels. But of course I played it off like I was drunk.

I finally got back to the dorm after numerous falls. I had broken both of Sadie's heels and her sequin skirt ripped from falling to much luckily I had a long coat on. Nothing is beneficial from going to parties. But I seem to forget to tell you the most important part, the 17th time I fell( I counted) this guy who was walking behind me got worried and helped me up he said the most romantic thing,

" It's okay I'm drunk too!" It was like music a boy finally talked to me and that is what he said.

" At least your not falling over like me!" I said back. He laughed and walked me back to my dorm. While we were walking back I fell 3 more times, broke Sadie's heel, and almost broke my neck. I learned that his name was Ryan and his number was........ We finally got back to my sorority kappa gamma!

"You know I wasn't drunk right?"

"Ya I know, btw I'm not either" he said we both left and went our separate ways. I remember standing outside and just what watched him walk away when I suddenly remembered that I was half naked.