Alright, let's get this party started. All terrible jokes aside, I'm not kidding. I'm currently at my friends Lukas's house. We are attempting to throw a party. Key Word: Attempting. The clock was about to tick eight o'clock. Hey, that sort of rhymed! Anyway, I was either going to be majorly lucky or majorly screwed. I know what one I'd like better.
But first, let me take a couple steps back. A couple hundred steps back. My name is Matthew, also known as Matt. But for the sake of this story, I want to have an interesting name. No, that's too confusing. Whatever. My friend's name is Jack, and my crush's name is Stephanie. Speaking of Stephanie, she's the reason I'm having this party. Well, half reason. Jack has his reasons too but I'm not going into that right now.
It's now eight-o-one and I hear my phone begin to ring. A wave of anxiety hits me. Alexa is calling me. Side note, Alexa is the most popular girl in school and is the one making all of this happen. I pick up. The conversation goes a little something like this:
Me: Hey
Her: Hey
Me: Are we good?
As the words come out of my mouth, I'm crossing my fingers. What if the party is a no-go?
Her: Yep
Hell yeah! Now I just need to make sure that everything is in place.
Me: When are they going to be here?
Her: In about thirty seconds.
Me: Thanks, bye.
My life is about to get crazy.
