P A R T Y P E O P L E || N M

0.4

*Hey are you coming to chill at Sam's tonight?* the text from Johnson read.

Nah I don't really wanna go, I'm not in a partying mood. But Michelle's gonna be there! my consciousness reminds me.

*I'm on my way* I text back grabbing my leather jacket.

I arrived with a smile, making up scenarios in my head that would never happen with me and Michelle.

"Yoo aha" Sam said opening the door to see me.

"Whaddup" I chuckled not really wanting to speak with him.

I grabbed a drink, looking for Michelle secretly. I looked and looked but I didn't find her. Damn the only reason I'm here, isn't.

"You know Michelle's not here yet. She should be here any minute" someone said.

"I'm not looking for her" I lied to the boy, watching him nod and sip his drink.

"Alright" he said putting his hands up in defense, as Michelle walked in with her friends.

"Nah I wouldn't go that far with him. I mean c'mon Johnson's like a brother" She laughed getting a drink.

I smiled to myself looking at her laugh.

She wore and white half- shirt with tribal print shoulders, that had the word touch across her chest. It was written in an Indian font and she also had black skinny jeans and red chucks.

Girl lookin good and her swag so mean

I waited until her friends left and approached her.

"Wassup Nate" she said opening her arms laughing.

"Ayye chelle" I said giving her a tight hug.

"Babe- oh hey Nate?" Sammy said emerging from the crowd grabbing her arm.

"Come with me. I have something to show you" he whispered to her, kissing her cheek.

She blushed and looked down.

"I'm with Nate right now Sammy" she laughed turning to the side to avoid his neck kisses.

"I'm fine. Go" I said forcing myself to sound happy.

"You sure?" she asked ad I nodded.

It seemed like she wanted to stay with me, but I just had to say yes. Ugh, now I have to watch her go upstairs with Sam.

I sat on the couch for 30 minutes wondering 'what the fuck' they're doing.

I sat back on the couch on my phone when someone plopped next to me.

"So where's your girlfriend" he asked sipping his drink through a straw.

"Haha she's not my girlfriend" I laughed as he began to talk.

"But you wish she was? Its easy to see but hard to judge, she's beautiful but very much in a relationship" he said.

"Why are you so concerned?" I asked looking at him. He has glasses and green eyes, curly hair, blue jeans, a green shirt, and a watch on.

"I'm not. Just curious how your gonna tell her. Hopefully she breaks up with him before you do something reckless.

Well gotta go that's my cue" he said pointing at Michelle walking down the stairs.

By the time I looked back up he was lost in the crowd.

I was thinking about why he was so interested when Michelle came up to me.

"Can I go to your place? I'll explain later, I just can't go home with Sam tonight" she pleaded. I could tell she was really hurt because she was on the verge of crying and believe me, she NEVER cries.

"What's wrong? Never mind come on" I said walking out the living on my way out.

"You can't just cut out with Nate when you're mad at me" Sam yelled yanking her arm. She flew back a couple steps hitting the table.

"Sam please I don't wanna talk to you right now. You're gonna make me say some shit I don't want to" she warned breathing hard.

"Haha What the fuck would that be? Huh? You weren't saying shit when we were having-"

Michelle cut him off punching him in the jaw. He tripped and fell on the couch holding his now bleeding nose.

" What I was gonna say is I'm leaving your dumb- no good, wanna be- stupid bitch ass" she said brushing my shoulder walking out the crowd.

I looked at Sammy shaking my head as Johnson and Gilinsky did the same.

"Sammy bro I love you but I think its best if you just went to bed and ended the party man" Johnson said as Gilinsky yelled

"Everybody! Parties over!"

I made it out to my car seeing Michelle on the porch crying.

This is gonna be a long night.