The Party

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"Sara Come over" a familiar voice said. Cara emerged from the crowned and grab my hand. "Get over here, there is someone I want you to meet.

     She grabbed my hand and dragged me through the crowd. We stopped in front of a guy who had the same red hair, pale skin and the same bewitching eyes.

"Sara, this is my brother, Sean.

"Its great to meet you, I'm sure my sis has already told you every thing about be, only good things I hope."

"Actually she-"

"Let's sit down," Cara cut me off as she pointed to the unoccupied couch beside us.

We sat and Cara handed me a beer, "I think I have had enough," I tried declining.

"Don't be party pooper, look at me, I've had way more than you and I'm fine."

     She than turned and waved her "special" finger at the empty space to her left. I automatically looked but saw no one that I knew.

"My sis probably shouldn't have used herself as an example, but she's right, relax a little, one beer won't hurt.

"Well, I suppose one more," I said reluctantly, the rest of the night was a little hazy.

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      I once I sobered up (sort of), I found myself in the closet, still groggy. I tripped right over him. I landed right on top him, the look on his face was priceless.

"Ma'am I am real sorry,"

     He said as he pulled off his headphones. He was dressed in black with a blue streak in his hair.  If he only had his eyeliner than his Goth look would be complete. I sorry, I tripped on you."

"I was sitting in your way."

      "If you mind me asking, why are you hiding in the closet?"

"The uninhibited revelling in indulgence outside was demolishing my concentration." He had a large book in his hands. It was a odd book that looked very old.

"Are you trying to study?"

"Of course," He said, figiting nervously.

     Still dizzy, and not really seeing where this exchange was going, I said, "Well I better leave you to it." I stumbled out of the closet. Looking back, its almost funny that I left assuming that I would never see him again. How wrong I was.

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