My name is Sasha and being that socially awkward girl at the party sucked. Not even alcohol could loosen me up. But I had to be there for my best friend Sophie, who invited me to this damn thing in the first place. Saying some stupid shit along the lines of, "We need to enjoy being 18 while it lasts, get some alcohol in your system!" It was at the party that I spotted a girl, the one person who seemed to be enjoying herself more than the others. Demi Bennett was her name, I knew because her loud and drunk introductions could be heard from a mile away. She was outgoing, bold, and, most importantly, not like me. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as I watched her dance carefree, laughter filling the room. How could someone be so confident? So at ease in their own skin? Couldn't be me... I had to admit, I had a bit of a crush on her, even though we hadn't even talked at all. She was the kind of girl that everyone wanted to be friends with. And for some reason, I felt like I wanted to be that person that caught her eye. Maybe it was just my socially awkward self wanting some sort of connection with someone who seemed so effortlessly connected to everyone else. But no, I just blended into the background, watching her dance and laugh, wishing I could be a part of that world...
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