Please Don't Tell

Drama

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Chapter Two

By nine-thirty everyone was here, the music was loud, the food was great and everyone was having a great time! Well I was having an okay time; I was in my third dress, twenty minutes till I opened my presents. I was wearing a tight, strapless dark purple sheath dress that stopped a little above mid-thigh. I loved the dress and couldn’t wait to change into my other “dress.” But Brent still wasn’t here and I was growing nervous, how long could this kid take?

            “Stop stressing he’ll be here soon!” Tan said pumping my hip gently with hers; I took a big gulp of my vodka mix drink. Everyone had a drink and their hand and a partner to dance with, everyone except me. And it was MY birthday!

            “I’m trying but its kinda hard seeing everyone have such a great time and I- “do something about it then!” I met her eyes not understanding, she gestured over to a group of guys ten feet or so away from me. Most of them were staring at me drinking their drink.

            “What are you saying?” I asked seriously, was she hinting that I cheat on Brent? I could never do that, I loved him!

            “You don’t have to sleep with them, just a couple dances, a couple drinks, have some fun you only turn sixteen once!” I bit my lip and downed my drink, bout time I grew some balls and have fun. I handed my empty glass to some girl grinding on me as I passed her; people were so crazy some time. There was four guys, two were semi attractive but nowhere near Brent, and the other two were pretty drunk and stumbling around. I recognized one of the guys Andon Larce, who was Brent’s best friend. I never knew how two completely opposite people could be best friends but Andon and Brent were perfect example that you could. His strawberry blonde hair looked more blonde in this lighting with the flashing neon lights. I met his blue eyes; he was four or five inches taller than me.

            “Happy birthday Clutch.” He said with pot breath, another difference Brent and Andon have, Andon is a pot head. He took a sip from his pure vodka drink.

            “Thanks Andon.” I said taking a small step towards him putting a flirty grin on.

            “Where’s Brent?” He asked meeting my eyes with his sinister grin.

            “Not here.” The boy next to him was mutual friends with Andon and Brent but last I heard he didn’t like Brent. He had long blonde hair and hazy eyes, they all were probably stoned.

            “Well then… dance with me?” He shoved his now empty drink at his friend and took my waist in his hand. Some sort of excitement came over me, and my song came on, the cake one. My body took over and I started moving my body to the body. Andon grabbed my waist and we moved in rhyme. People passed us more drinks and I was started to feel buzzed, well a little more than buzzed.

            “Clutch?” A familiar voice asked someone grabbed me by the shoulder, ripping me away from Andon I frowned. It was Brent, I wrapped my arms around him telling him how much I had missed him, and Andon sulked away.

            “Oh Brent I waited to open my presents till you got here.” I went on tip toes and kissed him on the lips before he could comment on my dancing with Andon. That’s what I get for listening to Tana.