| [ |
mood |
| |
dirty |
] |
Wow. I really didn't expect it to turn out this way. I guess I should explain what happened.
And when you read this, I know two of you will end up pissed.
Okay. Ben doesn't ask me out, but sort of subtly hints he wants me to be his "girl". I happily agree. He comes over the next day, we hang out, swim, and watch Blue Crush. Later on, I get a weird panic attack and don't want him to see me like this, so I hide in my room, and he goes home. Really embarrassed, I go to Megan's house the next night and relax away from my terrifying mom who tries to pry into my social life. I'm already stressed, Cass makes it worse and tells me she knows about the party and that Ben knows she knows. I'm afraid Ben's mad at me, and even while still shaky from the panic attack, I agree to go to the party to make it up to him. Even though I'm dizzy, I arrive around eight, and see a few people I know. Everyone starts drinking except for me, and then some other people come in. I hang out with Jonathan, Kenan, and Eli, the only other sober people. Now, I love Ben, but he's incredibly drunk, and keeps following me around. And when I say drunk, I mean shit-faced. So he's saying all these strange things like, "I like your dad. He's cool. I wanna talk to... him... more..." And then he puts his face between the springs in the trampoline. I'm not drunk, but I've had a sip of Smirnoff, so my face is hot, and I'm pretty relaxed. I leave Ben to his drunken stupor and wander off. I guess Ben gets kind of pissed at me because next thing I know, Liz is on Ben's lap, and I can see them (through the window) kissing.
Cass picks me up and we go to Starbucks at 10:30 pm.
And I'm fucking pissed.
(P.S. Adding this at a later date. Please excuse my former self, I almost lost my head. Haha. o.O)
|