Dangerous | Shawn Mendes

ONE

Party is not always my thing, so being here in a party is somewhat annoyed me. I mean.. i don't even know whose party is this. I am dragged into this whole crowd because of my best friends, they somehow convinced me to come all this way, get dressed up, put on make up, and even drive them here. I'm starting to regret those desicion, because although my body is here, my mind completely isn't. I've always been the quite one, the one who doesn't like to be the center of the attention. Unlike both of my best friend Hayley and Britt. Hayley, the tall blonde girl next door a.k.a my roommates, she has always been the life of the party, a party animal in fact, just say the word party and fun, she'll definitely be there. Britt, the pretty brunette gal, is also pretty much the same, just minus the crazy part.. thank gosh, she still has some sense in her.

I sometimes wonder why they like me, i mean.. look at me.. i am completely from a different universe here.. in my world, books and movies are the one to praise. But, I do believe that they both are absolutely the best, they know me inside out, even myself thinks that they know me better than i do to myself.

Me and Hayley have been friends since we were little, while Britt, we first met each other while we were still in freshman. There were this annoying math teacher who got really angry at the class for being too loud, he then told the student if any of them wanted to leave the class, they can raise their hand. No one raised a hand, they were all scared of the teacher, but us.. only the three of us raised our hand and immediately leave the class. It was the bravest funniest thing i have ever done in my entire life. Well, we did get detention for that but i don't regret it at all. 

Hayley then dared me to introduce myself to Britt, which went so smoothly like a skate on ice, and i don't know if we were lucky or what, but introducing myself to Britt was like winning a jackpot, she was the coolest nicest person i know, well second coolest after Hayley of course. All three of us became very close ever since that day. Even in our senior year book, we won the title of 'likely to die together'.

The clock strikes twelve as i'm getting more and more remorsed with the desicion i made. The dancing floor are all now filled with drunk guys and girls who clearly begged to get laid, while i'm here sitting on the couch at the corner of the room drinking god knows what. I'm trying my best to watch over my besties, making sure that they're okay. Well, i keep my eyes mostly on Britt.. since Hayley is here with her boyfriend, Greg. I spot all of them dancing their ass off on the dance floor. I'm not into those kind of stuff, like throwing myself to guys, dancing like a maniac, and being the spotlight. so not me.

I am even more irritated that my peace of being alone is now disturbed by a couple making out exactly next to me. They don't even care that i am here, they're making out as if the world only exist for both of them. I just roll my eyes not wanting to even look at the damn couple. For some minutes straight, i would sometimes move away a little bit from my sit, as they keep moving and   whacking me while making out. They just won't stop.

"Oh c'mon Alissa! Live a little.." Hayley shouts my name from the dance floor.

"You know that all of these.. are not me, right?" I said to her desperately.

"Well.. i am too suprised that my baby and Britt manage to convince you to come here" Greg made a joke, while Hayley is, i believe.. grinding on him.

"THAT! myself cannot solve either!" I chuckle a little.

"Honey, and stop drinking that thing you hold in your hand, the good stuff is in the kitchen, greygoose, cointreau, or whatever.. anything but that stupid fruit punch" Hayley replies as they both dissapeared in the crowd and continue dancing as if the world gonna end soon.

Oh.. so that what it is, fruit punch.

While i'm still trying my best not to bail out of this party, i feel my stomach rumbling hard. I am starving! So i get up, giving those fucker couple some 'privacy' and make my way to the kitchen. It is not as easy as it looks to reach the kitchen, as i have to push drunk people away who blocked my way, they won't move if you say excuse me.. they're drunk.. what do you expect?