After, we finished eating we made our way back to the living room. Someone brought beer and was putting it in the refrigerator. I saw at least four people here wearing bape merch. I felt a little out of my league here but it doesn’t matter. I’m having fun and so is Billie.

Billie grabs my hands and says “May I have this dance?”

I chuckle a bit because she’s such a fucking nerd. Who the hell even says shit like that?

By dance, she just meant jumping up and down during every. single. song. I think my feet are broken.

A tall, white guy comes up to us. His outfit screams hypebeast. He is wearing a fanny pack, a fucking fanny pack. He’s wearing a supreme shirt with checkered vans and has a bape sweater wrapped around his waist. Those are like four hundred dollars.

“Hey, can I steal her from you for a bit?” He asks, but he didn’t need to because she already let go of my hands.

Suddenly I don’t feel like dancing anymore so I sit down on the couch next to a couple making out. It wasn’t the best decision I’ve made in my 15 years but I’ll get over it.

The sounds they were making were pretty weird but the loud music blaring from the speaker’s tuned them out.

Bitch, I’m a cow, Bitch, I’m a cow I go mooo

I spot the guy from the kitchen, the one who made the comment about my bottom, talking to the guy who was guarding the door. I immediately look down hoping he didn’t see me. That would have been very awkward.

Billie comes back and asks me to hold her purse while she uses the bathroom. I hate being left alone at parties. There is literally nothing for me to do.

I’m such an idiot, I didn’t even ask for the wifi password.

Using my data would be a waste, and I know I’ll need it for this week. Billie just doesn’t know how much I suffer in silence.

A few minutes later she comes back and retrieves her purse.

“Did you see,” She holds her hands up. “That guy I was dancing with.”

I nod my head.

“ He is so cute, and he smells amazing.” Billie’s eyes look like they are going to pop out of their sockets. They’re so big and blue. “I can not describe it but it’s like his smell gave me a fucking hug. Here.” She puts her arm near my nose and then pulls it back. “Isn’t it amazing, if I could just bottle this up, ten more years would be added to my life.” She puts her arm up to her own nose and then smiled creepily.

And this is my best friend. Wow.

“Lia, guess what?”

“What?”

“He. Gave. Me. His. Snapchat.” She says clapping after every word.

Damn look at her getting hoes now. I stan a sexy queen.

“Bitch did you ask if he wanted to do streaks. Guys who can keep streaks are loyal.”

At least that’s what my cousin said.

“Not yet, I’ll text him when we get to my house.” She tries to push her glasses up. “Oh shit, I forgot I have contacts on.”

“You’re such a dumbass,” I say laughing. Only this nerd would do some shit like that.

“Stop bullying me, it’s because I’m white.”

“Maybe,”

“Lia, stop it.” She pretends to be hurt.

I don’t know how I forgot there was a couple making out next to me. The girl is sitting on top of the guy and I think oh no. I need to move.

This time it is me who grabs Billie and moves us as far away from the STD covered couch as we can possibly get. Now we’re in an empty hallway.

“Did you see the cute guy?” I ask pointing towards the kitchen. “The one who I was next to by the grapes,”

“Yeah, what about him.”

“HE WAS SO FUCKING CUTE, HE’S THE GUY I WAS TELLING YOU ABOUT, FROM THE OTHER DAY.” I can’t believe we almost touched hands.

“THAT’S HIM?” Billie questions, I shake my head up and down.

“YEAH, HE IS SO MUCH CUTER UP CLOSE,” He better drop that skin care routine.

“I COULDN’T TELL, NOT WITH YOUR SHIT SAMSUNG QUALITY PHOTOS.”

This bitch did not just-.

“SAMSUNG PHOTOGRAPHY IS AN AESTHETIC BITCH DON’T COME FOR MY BRAND.”

I turn and hear a door creaking.

Billie didn’t tell me we were near a bathroom.

The one and only Bearox Boy comes out the bathroom shaking the water off his hands trying hard not to laugh.

Oh my god.

He probably heard everything.