It Is What It Is

Chapter 10

     The week passed by so slowly. I had trouble enjoying band anymore seeing Meghan and Tailgate cuddle with each other. Soon, Friday arrived. "Hey Chili, are you coming to my party tomorrow night? Don't worry the lovebirds won't be there." I nodded, "yeah, my dad's going out of town." Finley laughed, "mine too, but I did get permission. I'm lame like that." I laughed. That's when the bus bell rang. I grabbed my bag and got on my bus. I put in my ear buds and stared out the window the whole ride home. Soon, Saturday night arrived. I threw on a pair of ripped jeans, a shirt I got at a Linkin Park concert 2 years ago, and my converse. I put on some clone and deodorant, and threw them into a draws bag, along with an extra outfit and my phone charger. I put my phone in my back pocket and ran out the door, locking it behind me. After putting my keys in my bag, I walked the 2 blocks to Finley's house. When I arrived the party was already going, with lights and music. I walked in and bumped into one of the senior football players. Everyone there was either drunk or acting like they were. I found Finley talking to one of the dance team members. She handed me a beer, "drink up my friend." I cracked it opened and chugged it. At around 1am the party started to wine down. There was just about 30 people left. Finley walked over to me. "Dude, you look dead, let's go upstairs," she said. I nodded. She grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to her room. We sat down on her bed laughing. She got up, and locked the door, then sat back down. "Having fun?" She asked excitedly. "Ah yeah," I said laughing. I stared down at the ground. "What's wrong?" She asked. I looked up into her eyes. I never noticed them before, and deep green color. I put my hand behind her head and leaned in for a kiss. Her lips were so soft. I leaned back. "What was that for?" She asked, smiling. "I don't know," I laughed. I leaned in again. We sat there, making out for a while. I lay my hand down on her upper thigh. Slowly, I slid it up under her shirt, and unhooked her bra. Here we go again. She lifted her shirt up over her head and threw her that and her bra aside. Her chestnut colored hair fell into her face. I took my shirt off. We made out again for a while, my hands on her breasts. Then, I unbuttoned her pants and slide them off with her underwear, then did the same with mine. She smashed her lips harder against mine. I flipped over on top of her. "Is it okay?" I asked. She nodded shyly. I shoved it in, and she let out a moan. I kept going harder and faster. "Fuck," she said. I kept going. Something in me knew how wrong this was, but I couldn't control myself. Soon, we were done. After we cleaned up, we lay back down on her bed, still undressed. Then, we drifted off to sleep.