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saturday - juni

Parties.

As much as I hate admitting this, I kind of liked them. No, I didn't  like the part where chatty extroverts expect me to reply to every sigle one of their stupid questions. No, I didn't like the part where everywhere I turned I saw two people making out. I only liked the part where people would embarrass themselves and make a fool out of their own reputation.

I mean it's highschool. No matter how popular you are or how much people know you, you always have a reputation. Good, bad, not so good, and a not so bad reputation doesn't matter. People will always have a problem with people. I guess that's what makes us all human. We all hate somebody and somebody hates us.

Honestly, I don't know what it is about parties that make me laugh. Why do people even throw parties? Who would want to clean a house full of clutter? Who would want to invite every single person in senior year? I guess I'm just too much of an introvert to understand why people can keep on chatting without getting tired.  

"Juni, get your ass up from bed now! We're leaving!" Poppy, my flatmate, decides to barge in my room and drag me out of my bed. Poppy's probably the only reason why I have a social life. She's the reason why I'm going to this stupid party, but she always manages to make me attend every party. 

"Poppy, I still really don't get why you want me to attend every party."

"Juni, you should be thankful that I'm right here and trying to get you out of your comfort zone to make more friends. This is the last party Elly is throwing until we all go to college."

"Maybe I like it more when I only have one friend, Poppy."

"Yeah, well fuck that idea. You're coming with me and you're getting your ass out of this bed and make a friend. I heard that dude Dylan was going."

"Gray? Art class dude? The dude who looks like he's gonna run away from me whenever I look at him? Nice."

"I want you to be friends with him."

Me? Friends with a boy who's clearly afraid of me? Sure, I don't mind being friends with the thin, curly-haired boy. I just don't think he'd be the best person to call my friend. But fuck it, right? I always found him interesting.

"Yeah, sure. Whatever."

Poppy smiled and just replied with, "Awesome!"

We both head outside and get inside Poppy's car. Nothing exciting really happened on the way to Elly's house. If you count singing along to Waterparks songs and acting like we were on a world tour exciting, then sure, it was fine. I guess I was too into singing along to Stupid For You that I didn't realize that we were already here. The house was- of course, huge. You could hear the music blasting from the windows and I could see that there were already wasted people.

Oh dear, just thinking of all the possibilities of someone embarassing themselves inside that house is making me laugh. I loved watching people getting embarassed. It's a thing I have. And no, I don't consider myself to be a sadist. I don't enjoy watching people actually suffer and have a hard ass time. I just happen to like embarrasing moments, that's all.

"Okay, so I don't really care with what you're about to tell me, Juni. But if it's about Elly, shoot away."

Poppy just looks at me.

Jesus Christ, is this what actual straights do? Wouldn't be surprised if Elly turned out to be gay.

"I think that Elly is gay," I tell her. She's always ended up liking gay guys. Poppy just always ends up being in a relationship with someone who turns out to be gay in the end. And it makes me laugh. She doesn't mind that I laugh, though. Poppy says it's "true love gone wrong", but I just think that it's a subtle hint for her to just be a part of the community and fight the homosapiens.