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PICTURE IS INSPIRATION FOR DAN!

Daniel's POV

The house was pretty small but the party was wild and electrified. Hundreds of people were crammed into a small living room area writhing and gyrating to the loud beat coming from the speakers. The bass was pounding and I could practicaly feel my eardrums bleeding from all of the noise.

There was trash everywhere. People were making out on the sofas and practically having sex in any dark corner they could find. I turned to my best friend Amanda. Her big brown eyes practically lit up at the sight I found disgusting. "This night is going to be so much fun Dan!" She squealed.

"Why did you bring me here? I want to go home." I said completely annoyed at this point. Parties were not my thing. I hated being surrounded by a bunch of drunk sweaty people. I just wanted to hole up in my room alone and read a book.

"No, you are not shutting yourself in your room again to reread The Lord of the Rings for the hundreth time in a row. You need to get out and have some fun for once my little nerd." Amanda said authoritatively clearly reading my mind.

I glared at her. She knew me way to well. "Reading is fun!" I argued. She laughed at me. "Come on let's go get some drinks." Next thing I know I'm being pulled into the kitchen where all kinds of potions were being brewed. There was a mix of vodka, whiskey, wine, beer of all different brands.

I watched as Amanda grabbed a bottle of vodka and practically chugged it. Yes my best friend is insane but that's why we got along so well. We were practically the same crazy person except she loved parties as much as I loved reading the latest fiction novel.

"Dan, you can't have any because you're underage." She said her words slurring a bit now. I decided not to point out the fact that we were the same age. There was no point in arguing with a drunk person. "Okay chick." I said passively.

"You're my sweet innocent Dan, and I don't want alcohol corrupting you." She said pointing the bottle of vodka at me. I laughed. Sweet and innocent my left butt cheek. "I'm not 12 Mandy, I'm 17 and a guy, if I wanted to drink alcohol I could. I don't need your permission." I said defiantly.

"The hell you don't!" She yelled. "When Mama says don't do something, you're not going to do it!" She yells at me.

"Since when are you my mom!?" I say laughing.

"Since you came out of my vagina!!" She yells back obscenely.

At this point we are both practically rolling around on the kitchen floor laughing hysterically. Just then I look up and notice a guy watching us. My heartbeat quickens it's pace as I realize who it is. I nudge Amanda and she looks up and notices him too.

"Damn, why do rich bad boys have to be so hot?" Amanda says taking another swig from the vodka bottle while staring right back at Greyson Grey the hottest, richest, and most popular guy in school who is leaning sexily up against the hallway wall looking at us.

I find it hard to look away from him, his gray eyes are entrancing and his dark hair is sexily tussled. He always looks as if he just rolled out of bed and yet he's still the sexiest thing you will ever lay your eyes on.

"Dan you're drooling." Amanda says snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Am not." I say whiping my chin reflexively."Wow, how is it possible to be that attractive?" I ask.

Long story short. I'm gay. The only people that know is my family who are completely loving and accepting and my best friend Amanda who is completely awesome and was a little to happy to find out that I had a thing for guys. Other than that I haven't bothered to come out to the entire school or anything. Frankly, I feel like it's none of their damn buisness.