People dancing, girls swinging their booties, everybody is having a good time, and making out, except for me. I'm the guy you see sitting on the sofa alone; the guy watching everybody having fun. It's so easy for people to just greet other people. I really envy them.
Why is it so hard? I pretty much blame myself. As soon as I gave up, a guy came up to me. "Hey, why ain't you enjoying yourself?" The stranger asked.
"I'm not good with people."
"Why? It's not hard, just go up to someone you like and say hey."
"Well, I'm not one of those cocky people. I don't really fit in here; I should get going."
"If you DO leave it's an insult to me; the guy who started this party."
"Well . . ." I trailed off.
"Come on, I'll show you how to have a good time."
I agreed to his proposal. He didn't seem like a bad guy. He seemed to be real sure about himself and this might be a good chance to meet myself a new friend. Also he is kinda cute :::blush:::.
The stranger led me across the crowd. Everybody was either drunk or making out like crazy; like I said they were having a good time. "Yo, uumm. What's your name?"
He turned around and smiled. " I'm Will. Nice to meet you."
We both shook hands, but Will never let goed of our handshake. Instead he held my hand tight to lead me where he wanted to go. If he didn't held my hand, I probably would have been lost in the crowd of people. It was like a different stage in the party. A second ago, everybody was getting freaky. Now they are dancing.
The music was blasting loudly. All the guys started waving their hands in the air when this song went on. People here can really follow the beat. Even Will was bouncing his head. Since one of his hands was occupied with mind, both of our hands were in the air. I blushed a little; Will turned around with a smirk.
"Enjoying yourself yet?"
"Yeah . . ." I said a little loud because of the music.
Will then started pop n locking(It's a dance move). Wow, he can really dance. His body was just moving in a graceful motion. In fact, he was dancing so good people around us started to form a circle around him. Will just didn't stop, but instead did some crazy shit with his feet. How he do that? The DJ went on the microphone and said, "Give a hand to my boy WILL!"
The crowd around us cheered. I was too busy admiring Will's foot work that I didn't even notice I was just standing there looking stupid. When I quickly tried to get out of the spot lot, Will gave a bow and followed me.
"Where are you going." Will asked with a concerned face.
"I feel stupid here. I just want to get out of here."
"Why, I thought you were having fun?"
"You don't even KNOW me."
"Sure I do. Your name is Jack. You have black hair, blue eyes, 5'6, weigh I guess around 153, and is shy around people, even in school."
"Thanks, I feel better." I said and began to walk away from him.
But when I really thought about it. How did he know my name? I didn't even mention it. Then Will gave me this surprised look, like he figured out what he had just done. His face really changed at that moment. Will was the most charming, outgoing, and one of the most popular boys I know. But now this face he gave me is so depressing.
It really looked like he was about to cry. He turned and began to walk away from ME. Wasn't I doing that first? All this time I have been complaining and saying 'I' am this and that. I never really thought about other people. I'm so selfish. Will have just opened my mind. By the time I figured that out, I knew what I needed to do.
Quickly, I ran up to Will. But before I could reach him the damn crowd got in the way. Slowly I saw Will disappear in the party. People dancing, girls swinging their booties, everybody is having a good time, and making out. But now I'm alone again. I tried to yell out his name, but it wouldn't be any use with the music. There ain't really much I could do. Will is gone and I'm just stuck at the same sofa I was sitting on before.
After a while, I decided not to leave. Every time something special happens, I let it slip away. Not this time, I am staying here and waiting for Will. This is HIS party, he should be back, he gotta. The party went on for a really long time. I couldn't stay up. So I took a quick nap. Actually, that quick nap ended up to be a sleepover at Will's house. I didn't even know I slept that long, till someone woke me up. My body felt so sore and weak like every morning. I was real reluctant to wake up, till I heard a soft whisper in my ear . . .
"Wake up. Its time for everyone to leave."
"Will?" I said barely able to see from the blinding light.
"Will went away for a while; I'm his little brother Zach."
When my eyes adjusted to the sun light, I saw Will's little brother. He was so cute. It was like a miniature version of Will, but younger. I got out of the sofa and saw that I wasn't the only one who slept at Will's house. His house was a mess with at least 30 people past out on the floor. You could barely walk on the floor with out walking on broken potato chips and kicking beer bottles. Zach was cleaning everything up single handedly. I felt sorry for him, so I helped him out.
"Need some help?"
"It would be great if you can help out. Our maid isn't coming till 8 so we have to help her out too, before mom comes home."
I helped Zach sort out the house for at least a hour. It was clean enough and the maid won't complain about the mess, so me and Zech took a break.
"Thanks a lot Jack." He complimented.
"How you know my name?" It seems like everybody knows me now.
"Well I heard someone mention your name at the party."
"You were AT the party. Aren't you kinda young?"
"Young? Haha I've been to worse parties. This was a simple get drunk and laid party.
"The ones that me and my bro goes to woah. They have gangs, strippers, underground gambling . . ."
And the list went on. God, Will and Zach are real party animals. Even ZACH gets more action than I do. That is pitiful. Me and Zach kept talking for awhile and he was a cute kid. He is going to be a real p.i.m.p. when he grows up. Then, Will walked in from the back door (it lead straight to the kitchen) to get a drink. He didn't know I was still at his house talking with his bro in his living room.
"Zach did you clean up everything? We don't have much time, we gotta go. . ." Will stopped when I entered the kitchen.
"Will this is Jack, the guy you mentioned." Zach said playfully.
"What are you still doing here?" He said in a cold tone.
"Um sorry, I fell asleep on your sofa."
Will went up to Zach and punched him on the arm.
"Oach, what was that for." Zach rubbed his arm and pouted.
Will ignored him and went up stairs. He didn't even look at me. That hurt, it was like I wasn't even there, invisible.
"I think, I better leave. See yahz, Zach nice meeting you. And tell Will that what ever I did to make him mad, tell him I'm sorry."
"It's all good. He's been acting like that for awhile. Well, we gotta go to this party later, peace out dawg hehe.
Zach closed the door and I was left standing outside. They're going to another party? Geez, I'm such a loser. I guess this special something that I was talking about before is just another one that I let slipped away.
I'm left alone again, like always. Walking by yourself can be so depressing. It's too quit, and I don't know, lonely. Like everybody else, I needed people around me. Not just friends, but someone who is my equal, my sweetheart, my one and only, you know? Sigh . . . waiting for shit to happened isn't helping at all. So what could I do? I was half way home but I had this weird feeling that someone was following me. It was like one of those cheesy scary movies when the victim turns around, but nothing is there. That kind of creeped me out so I walked a little faster. The more I walked though the more I felt it. I even heard foot steps from behind me. It was getting closer and I couldn't do anything about it, but defend myself. I can take on this sucker, I'm not scared-well maybe a little. When I turned around, I expected the worse. Like some punches and kicks on the ribs, but instead it was a KISS! The person grabbed both my arms and pulled me in. He kissed me so lovingly and this was actually my first kiss. It was like electricity flowing through my body, so hot, smooth, just perfect.
Our kissing got real passionate with our lips exploring each others. You could hear loud wet noises from the way we were doing it. The only reason we stopped was because we needed air. I took a step back and looked at who it was. It was WILL! He was standing there with a cute aeropastale outfit on, breathing hard with a dreamy daze. Could this be it? Does someone really love me? I had this feeling near my heart, a fuzzy feeling that I can't really explain. It was really making it hard for me to breath or to even think straight. There was something between us that needed to be said. But both of us really couldn't bring it out. Will came up to me looking down at the floor and extended his hand.
I could see his finger wondering around hesitating to do something. So instead I met his fingers with mine intertwining his. We were real nervous; it was like we wanted to do something, but didn't know what. I don't know about him, but I was just happy being there with him holding hands. It was my first time and now I know why couples do it. Holding hands and knowing we want each other was a sign, a feeling that tells us its ok, "I'm here for you." To me it was magical.
--- Well this is my story and I hoped you liked it. If you have any comments or ideas it would be great if you could send me an email: magic2312@msn.com I don't mind if you send one. I Love emails. or we could talk online, my sn is: aznthug609 or you could check out my xanga site: www.xanga.com/aznprodigy2 you could actually see my pic.
Enjoy life,
Jasin