---RACHELS POV---
I love when Bianca throws parties. She can basically do anything. I am specifically excited for this party, though, because Bo Burnham seems pretty amazing. He's totally the kind of comedian I'm into.
"Ooh this is so exciting!" Bianca says and does a little happy dance. "I'm getting pumped for this party!"
"So am I. Why this party in particular?" I question.
"Huh?"
"Well, you've had plenty of parties. Why is this one special?"
"BO. BURNHAM. He could make me famous!" Of course that's all she cared about.
Good ol' B.
"We should start cooking, the party starts soon." I say rushing Bianca.
"We have about an hour." she says looking at the clock. "...are you going to stay dressed like this?"
"Yeah I guess." I say reluctantly. "I was rushed over here. I just threw something on."
She laughs sarcastically. "No, you can borrow something of mine."
"I'm fine. I don't really care."
"I do! Who needs food, we'll order a couple of pizzas and call it a day. I'm gonna give you a makeover!" I sigh at her statement and march myself upstairs.
"What're you gonna do to me?" I ask with puppy dog eyes.
"First we need to curl your hair." ugh. She knows I hate curling my hair.
She does it anyways. Whatever, I don't look too hideous.
"Now an outfit. I'll let you pick." she shows me to her GIANT closet and I don't like anything I see, but to please her I pick out a black sparkly cocktail dress.
"OHMYGOD IT'S SOO CUTE!" she squeals bouncing around like a seal. "Put it on!" she leaves the room and I put on the dress.
"Not bad." I say to myself. "Come in, B!"
"Ohh my god. It's even cuter on!"
"Great, but I'm keeping my sneakers on. They match."
She groans and says "Whatever. Okay, makeup time!" she pulls me into the bathroom and coats a ton of makeup on my face making me look like a clown. A really pretty clown.
Ugh. I look like I'm going to prom again. It's just some dumb party that a really cute comedian is going to be at. Whatever, right?
I sigh when I leave the room, staring at my sweatshirt that I wished I was still wearing. It's eight forty and the first group of guests have already arrived. They're in their swimsuits...?
"Bianca!" I shout-whisper to Bianca. "Why are they in swimsuits?"
"It's a pool party, dingus! Do I have to do everything for you? You can wear one of mine when the time comes. Go greet them!"
"Uhh... okay..." I say hesitantly and scoot over to the group of four ecstatic girls in bikinis. Eww bikinis...
"Hiya! I'm Rachel, the co-host of this party. Feel free to make yourself at home. Pizza should be here shortly."
"Oh my goodddd!" one of the girls say. "My name is Rachel toooo!" I fake a smile and then walk back over to B. "Order the pizzas."
"How many do you think we'll need?" she asks me.
"Probably like, fifteen or something I dunno! Just say yolo and order whatever." I giggle and walk away. I chill on the couch for a little while until the pizza guy gets here. When he does, I open up the door and there are two men standing there holding twenty pizzas. I counted. I call Bianca over and ask her to help me carry in the pizzas. The two guys insist that they help, so we let them. We set the pizzas down and the guys leave.
"Ughh, this is boring!" Bianca stomps her stiletto heel. "When is Bo gonna be here?"
"Around eleven, you said." I reply.
"Bo?" one of the bikini girls stands up.
"Yeah, he's a frie-"
"Yeeahh!" Bianca cuts me off. Again. "Bo Burnham! The comedian."
"Ohhh. Never heard of him. I was thinking of a Bo that I slept with once!" whore... ugh. I'm judgmental.
"Ah..." Bianca says in reply. "Wait, Bo Lewis?'
The girl laughs really loud and almost snorts. "Haayeaahh!"
"Oh my GOD, I slept with him too!" Bianca laughs almost as loud as bikini girl. Ew, what is going on? We've just been sitting here for maybe an hour, and a lot of the guests are flying through the door. I'm keeping my eye open for Bo, but I'm failing. I decide I want to try to socialize, because I'm getting weird looks. I walk around until I get noticed by a group of guys.
"Hey." a not so cute guy says in a flirty way.
"Heyy." I say back with a smile.
"What's up, babe?" annd time to walk away. Yeah, he was not cute. Well in my opinion he wasn't. I walk around for a little while, actually a long while, and then I ask B when we are wimming. "When Bo gets here." she says. It's only ten, so I keep trying to socialize. I walk ouyside and there aren't many people out there. Someone is sitting down, and then stands up. Damn, he's tall, and cute. I get up the nerve to talk to him, and walk over. I literally have to look up at him. "HI." I smile awkwardly.
"Hello." he smiles back. "Can we get the tall jokes out of the way now, please?"
"Don't worry. I can't improvise. If I come up with anything, it will be in months." he smiles making me smile my first real smile of the night. "I'm Rachel!" I say, still smiling.
"I'm Bo." woah, what?
"Wait..."
"Burnham. Bo Burnham, yes."
"Oh my gosh, you are hilarious! Bianca told me about you. You look different with glasses on, and I didn't know you were so tall!"
"Yeah. I get that a lot. Hey, thanks though. I'm kinda nervous to be here."
"I would be too. People are expecting you to perform stuff. I feel bad. How did you sneak in?"
"Well, like you said, my average fan doesn't really recognize me by my height, so I can wear sunglasses and duck down and I'm good-for the most part."
"How are you gonna hide yourself the whole time?"
"I'm not. Whatever. I don't care that much."
"Well everyone is waiting on you to go swimming!"
"Uh, why? I don't ever take my shirt off, let alone swim with a ton of people around."
"I dunno. That's what Bianca said."
"Well-" Bo is cut off by some random girl shouting.
"OH MY GOD, ITS BO BURNHAM!" and everyone piles outside and mobs around Bo. I'm pushed around for ahwile, and when I can finally stand on my own, I see that I've been completely pushed out of the crowd, and all I can see is a huge sea of people and a head sticking up above the crowd. Wow, he's tall...
