❝I feel the need to endanger myself every so often.❞ㄧ Tim Daly
A week passed by fairly quickly. I spoke to Cleo normally but never mentioned Isaac. I thought that maybe he was still getting used to the whole girlfriend thing. I talked to Matt about it, and he also agreed on waiting unless it got really bad. Matt took me to an amusement park as the next "you didn't live until you've been there thing", but I ended up chickening out, and we left. The weeks kept passing by. First of all, I still didn't really talk to Cleo or Isaac, because they went on a long family trip to Mexico. That was sort of a relief.
Matt got sweeter and cuter the more I got to know him. The volleyball season started, and my team has won every game. I really didn't expect it, but we were enrolled into the finals. That was the first time my team has ever been good enough for them. Matt and I practiced so much, we had bruised arms. I'm pretty sure that was really bad, but we didn't care. We both cheered for each other, and we didn't care for the consequences. The most important part was that we were still able to play.
Surprisingly, Matt's father and mine got along pretty well. They shared many of their stories to each other, and I was happy with them. That was honestly the best thing that could happen. Getting your parents to like your significant other's parents was usually hard, but not for me. We spent a lot of time together because we thought of each other as a giant family. We would sometimes even go on little trips to Chinatown or other little places like that.
Matt has taken me to all the places he wanted me to go, except for one. The last thing that was on my bucket list (that he wrote, obviously), was going to a party, and getting absolutely wasted. I know, in school we learned that we shouldn't do things just because other people told us to do it, but I actually have wanted to do that for a long time, but never got the chance to, or I was too scared. One of his friends was throwing a pool party at his house while his parents were gone, and there were going to be a lot of people. Matt would not let an opportunity like this pass. Soon, I found out that Cleo and Isaac were also coming to it since it was right when they were going to come back from Mexico. Matt decided to let me go to it alone, he would drive, and I could talk to whoever I wanted, but never get past second base with anyone. He said that I should have the experience of not caring who you were with. I was really thankful and surprised that he actually gave me permission to do that.
The days passed, and it was finally the day of the party. Matt came over to my house after breakfast with a giant bag.
"I got you these for the party. You have to at least like one." He said, with a smirk on his face.
"Thanks!" I replied, opening the bag. There were a bunch of slutty clothes in it. Part of me was frightened, but it got overruled by the part of me that wanted to try them on so badly. I tried on every single one, coming in and out of my bathroom, modeling for Matt, and he would say maybe, or no. It wasn't until the last one, where he stood up, and hugged me.
"Yes! This one! It's perfect!" I smiled and kissed him. I changed back into my home clothes because there was still a lot of time until the party. Matt took me out for lunch, to get me prepared for the party. Apparently, I had to eat a lot, so I wouldn't die from total intoxication. I have drunk before, but I was either experimenting with Cleo, or I was having fun with Matt. So, I already knew what it felt like to be drunk. I just never got so wasted that I couldn't remember what happened the night before, and it was never at a party.
Most of the day flew by until there was an hour left until the party. I put on the slutty outfit and some makeup. Matt and I got into the car, and he drove me to the party. In the car, he told me the rules: I had to get totally drunk, I had to get to second base with a guy I DO NOT KNOW AT ALL, AND WILL NEVER SEE AGAIN, and I had to dance. That shouldn't be hard. He kissed me good luck, and I got out of the car. We came a little late, so I wouldn't have to wait for everything to be set up. Immediately, I got to work. I found where all the alcohol was and took a drink. I started off with shots. That was pretty much the easiest way to get drunk.

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Boy Across The Hall
RomansaHi! My name is Elena Cullen. I was 17 years old, had a loving father and sister, and later on the best boyfriend ever. I also had a great life and best friend, until it all slipped away... ***CONTAINS SWEARING AND ADULT CONTENT***