I was dragged to the party by my best friend, Sakura. Sakura unlike myself was very outgoing, she partied with the best and worst of people. However, my opinion that day of that girl was: Idiotic punk dragging me to a harpy fest.
Yeah I had said that and I'm 18. I really think like that, and quite frankly as I stood in the crowd of this "red plastic cup" party full of alcohol and sex, that was all I could think. Now you might call me a..prude, but I had a good reason to be. I saw what men did to women, and I disliked them for it. Never had a boyfriend, and didn't want one. I wasn't gay, and I was still charmed at the idea of the perfect guy, however this was just disgusting. I pulled on Sakura arm trying to get her to listen, but she was a bit preocupied with her date.
"C'mon Sakura, let's get out of here." I whined pulling at her arm.
"This experience is good for you, love." Sakura said finally aknowledging my existance, "Go talk to people, learn the do's and don'ts."
I just sighed and walked away in search of the bathroom. I was going to go and then get the hell out of there. I know it was bad as me as a friend to leave her in such a place, but knowing Sakura I would have been stuck their untill one in the morning. No, thank you sir. I looked around for Crystal Terringer. It was her house, so more then likely she knew where the bathroom, if she wasn't too stoned. I looked about everywhere for her downstairs and couldn't find her or the bathroom. I really had to pee, so I wasn't leaving untill I did. I found the staircase and headed upstairs. The house was huge, but more then likely there was a bedroom with a bathroom in it. Knocking on the door to make sure I wasn't "interrupting" anyone left only one door left. Being that sad pitiful person I was, I really hoped it was a bathroom. I opened the door and it was clearly Chrystal's parnets bedroom. The decour was old fashion and sure enough their was a bathroom. I was so happy about the fact that I found one, I didn't notice two figures on the bed, having a good ole' time. I ran into the bathroom and once I was done I opened the door back into the room and finally noticed the two. My two poor prude-ish eyes stared ahead as two underclassmen classmates of mine have-had it on silk sheets. Did I mention something about disgusting because I'm pretty sure not only was this inappropriate for people of their age, but it was...just wrong, okay! You may be laughing at me, but I being a not so classy girl of 18 was so shocked at this sight, I screamed. I screamed, and I was by myself in a room with a younger couple naked infront of me and noone, not even the couple could hear me. Once I pulled myself together I ran out of the room. I slammed the door shut, and stood with my hand still on the door handle shaking. How pathetic was that. Nothing was happening to me, yet I was shaking,
"See something you wish you didn't see?" a male voice chuckled behind me.
Not really wishing to turn and look at the person I just nodded. Now, this was embarrassing. Here I was, with my hand on a door handle, shaking and someone who has been around this kind a block would know exactly what was on the other side.
"Well, I don't mean to be rude, honey. But I gotta piss so if you could let go, that'd be great."
I laughed faintly at the fact that I was not the only one who had to go. I let go of the door knob and went back downstairs avoiding all eye contact with that guy. Once downstairs I grabbed Sakura and pulled her outside. I decided I couldn't leave her, and I was deffinetly going home. Especially after that doorknob fiasco with the man, who now that I think back..sounded about forty.
Sakura was pouty, but still highly fascinated in finding out who was in the bedroom. I could careless, but I was kind enough to answer the questions as she asked them.
Unfortunatly as we drove along, we came to a stop rather suddenly.
"Ummm, Missy? Why'd we stop here." Sakura asked realizing we had stopped.
"Sakura..did you put gas in the truck?" I asked trying to sound like I knew better.
"Oh no you don't. You are the one who drove, you should have pulled over at the last gas station we were at." Sakura yelled getting out of the old Ford Truck and going to the back.
Alright, so this may have been my fault. But I've been mentally scared here, give a sister a break okay? I got out of the car and stood next to Kara as she dugg through all the junk.
"Um, what are you looking for?" I asked.
"This!" Kara chirped as she pulled out a three gallon gas container(for lack of the actual word).
She handed me the jug turned around and faced me in the oposite direction, "have fun."
"What I have to go? Alone? I-" I stuttered suprised at the fact she actually expected me to walk there.
"You dragged me out, and you drove, your fault. Bye bye." Sakura smile getting back in the car.
I grumbled out obscenities and headed off toward the gas station. Their was no fighting Sakura. To be totally honest I was absolute crap in arguments and wouldn't have won anyway. So I went an got the gas. The stall attendant was quite upset at the fact I had the container rather then a actually car. She kept making jokes out of the fact that I had a container. And then started to question the principals on which I needed a "lou of gas" at midnight anyway. So I told her the tale, and while she found it quite interesting and gave me a free coffee. I walked back and to finish off my grand night there were now three cars where the truck was, and no truck. Just frickin' Great.
The cars that were there weren't cop cars. So I had two choices. Go up to them and wish for the best or run. I liked the idea of running. I could go back to the gas station and call my folks up. Chit-chat with the assistant a bit. End things there, however, there was a very important factor from choosing that. My best friend. Where was she, and where was her truck. I could of though she was tricking me, but she wasn't that smart to fake me out, especially since it would require fancy wiring of the car, since I had been the one driving.
So I walked up to the cars. Big mistake. Two men in suits walked up to me. Then I died. And like many have said before. That is the story of my life.