𝐴𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙 • 𝑍𝑎𝑏𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑙 𝑑𝑒 𝐽𝑒𝑠𝑢́𝑠

2

I was on the couch having lunch and watching a lame tv show as my social anxiety started kicking in. I have no idea why I decided to say I was going to the party, I being around people, I hate being around drunk people and I hate being in loud places. Okay, I do know why I decided to say that. I'm too proud and I like to win every situation. When platinum blondie had that winner look on his face, I felt like I needed to get it out. Well, believe me, I'm regretting it. I couldn't think about anything else in that moment.

My food was already cold but I put 'friends' on Netflix to try to cheer me up and I started eating my cold not apetitizing at all food. After three episodes of friends, I decided that I needed to see the positive side of this (which honestly was just me being positive about things because there's no other way out of this). Maybe this is a way to get out of my comfort zone and go to an actual party for the first time in my life. This honestly doesn't sound good at all after saying it out loud.

I stayed the rest of the day watching Netflix until my mom got home and we had dinner together. I told her I was going to a party and, to be honest, I don't think I've ever saw her that happy in a long time, she was always trying to get me out of the house.

At 9pm I decided to take a shower. I washed my hair and blow-dried my natural dark blonde waves. I picked out a extra large black tank top, black leather pants and leather jacket and black combat boots. And no, I didn't wear a super tight dress and heels, sorry to disappoint. I did a black smokey eye and nude lipstick. This is how I felt the most like myself. I finally looked in the mirror. Fuck, I looked bomb. I smile at myself and went downstairs.

My mom gave me a wow look and I smiled and kissed her in the cheek. It was 11:15pm so I asked my mom if I could take her car. She obviously said yes and told me to don't get too drunk. I laughed and left my house.

It took me 20 minutes to get to the address. I parked the car and put my face on the wheel praying so that the night doesn't go awful.

I got out of the car and walked to the house. I immediately regreted it as I felt bodies against mine and my ears crying for help due to the loud music. I went to the kitchen and got myself a cup of beer, I don't drink a lot so that would be enough for the whole night. I stayed sipping my drink leaning against the kitchen counter since there were only two couples licking their faces off there. It seemed like the space with less people.

I spot Christopher on the other side of the room with a girl on his arms. He points at me when he sees me and I give him a little smile. I see him aproaching me with the cute guy I tripped over in the morning.

-Hey - they both say in unison

-Hi - I say and laugh at their harmonies

-Oh she laughs! - Christopher starts laughing a little too much and I start laughing at his laugh

-Dont start please, he won't stop - the cute bandana guy asks me with a slight begging face.

-Im sorry - I stop and smile at them sitting on the counter like it's my house.

-Oh don't sit, come meet the guys. - Christopher says and pushes me by my wrist. We walk ten steps which were a good five minutes because there was too many people there until we got to the only couch I could see around that room. There were the other three guys, two of them smiled at me as they hold a cup in their hands as the platinum blonde hold a cup in one hand and a girl's waist in the other. The bandana guy sit on the couch and told me to sit beside him and I did as I smiled at how christopher was already tipsy. A beautiful brunnete showed up and wrapped her hands on his waist and he did so too.

-You know you didn't tell us your name yet, right? - the bandana guy asked me with a cute voice and I smiled at him.

-Neither did you. - I say simply