The Things You Never Learn About LIFE

Chapter 1

I think that I would have died right then and there if I had stood there any longer, but it's not like I could help myself to thinking about him. It was the perfect night so far, and nothing had even started. The DJ was playing music, I was feeling good about tonight, and my crush had just gotten there. I felt like there was a less care in the world. No one was telling me what to do, and I didn't care what they thought. Just being there was enough.

Then out of no where, I felt like just jumping, and spinning and wandering over somewhere and then throwing up rainbows. I felt as if the night would be perfect, but as confusing as a really hard math problem.

BOY was I right.

I had never felt more alive, but I was possessed. Boys were everywhere, being even more strung together than the girls were. That was a surprise to me. But the surprise hadn't even come yet.

I was jumping most of the night when my friend asked,

"It's eight already?" I look at the big clock in the dining hall. It was eight o'clock alright.

"Well, time flies when you're having fun I guess." I said shrugging it off.

"You're not disturbed that they haven't played ONE slow song?" She asks. And she was right. We told the DJ to slow it down sometime soon, and he did in the next 5 minutes. Both me and my friend stood there just waiting for no one, and someone else walks up.

"Hey Ashley, whats up?" I was relieved to see yet another friend, Layla, as I told her my problem, even though, it wasn't that big of one for many people to worry about. Once I was done she nodded and said she would be right back.

We waited for about five minutes as I watched her talk to him, just like they were both girls. He nods after a few minutes of talking to her. Now I was worried. Did she tell him I like him? Was she asking me to slow dance with him?

After the slow dance was over, she came back, back with news.

"I hinted at you to him." She said.

"Did you SAY I wanted to slow dance with him?" I said worried out of my mind.

"No no no, I just said, 'Some people haven't slow danced yet like Ashley...' and then I was gonna go on but he just said, 'Yeah, yeah.'" I sighed in relief.

"Thanks so much, you're the best." I exclaim. We hug and I go back to jumping up and down, or a weird form of dancing.

After another song that we were confused by, he did another slow song. Again, some butterflies, but not a lot. I kinda assumed he wasn't going to ask me. I walked around, following my gut, or my heart, which lead right to him. I stayed at least a yard away from him, but close enough to look. He was always by the new kid, pushing him towards Barkley and I.

Was the new guy gonna ask me to dance?

Nope, not a chance. I was too unpopular for him. As me and her, still followed and kept an eye on him. When the slow dance ended, we thought another one started. Man this DJ was really bad. Barkley stops when Layla comes back up. We talk a little bit as we all watched him.

"... But what's funny is, I keep asking him what's wrong with Harrison, but he won't tell me. Says it's too personal." She said frowning.

Personal, is a misused word.