The first thought I had when walking into the party was 'I smell alcohol.' I hate alcohol. It took over my moms life. And ruined mine. I step over trash on the ground and push through groups of people making out. I end up in a small kitchen, nobody was in there. I take a deep breath and collect my thoughts. I pull the rubber band on my wrist and it snaps back. Snap. I do it once more. Snap. I still hadn't seen Chris. I dont know what to do. I dont know anybody here. Snap. The kitchen door starts to creak open. I run through the back door and end up in the back yard. I could hear the music blaring from inside the house and i notice nobody was back here either. I sit down in a lawn chair and think. I think of Chris. What am I here? He has a girlfriend... I glance at the stars. I shouldn't be here. I stand up and walk through the house holding my nose, looking at everybody I pass, hoping I'll see Chris. I reach the front door and grasp the handle. I take a seep breath and open the large door. I head to the beach wiping away tears.
