Another Fiction Writing Assignment-minus formatting

I hate parties. I hate everything about them. The music so loud it pulsates through your entire body. The multitude of people cramming together into a small room, swaying in a communal dance, while their hands grope at anything within reach. Little red cups fill hands and litter every surface. Strangers making out in the corners, and doing more than that in the bathrooms, and bedrooms. Not to mention that more often than not the party gets broken up by the cops leading to a stampede of drunks.
Why I agreed to go to go to Lopez’s house party with GiGi I have no idea. But I put on a tight pair of jeans, a teal tube top and picked GiGi up at eight. We stopped and grabbed a burger on our way to the party. "I’m only staying til about 10:30. Meet me at the car or I’ll assume you found another ride," I said winking. " I heard Tony might be there." Gigi blushed at mention of Tony. Gigi had fallen in love with Tony in third grade and never had the courage to pursue him. Hopefully she would have find that courage tonight.
"I hope Tony is there. I swear I fell in love with him before I even knew what love was. I just feel like there is something special between us, or at least that there could be something special."
"I know Gigi. We all know how in love with him you are. Now if only he could get the picture."
Pulling up to the house I could already feel the bass thumping. My heart started beating faster and my breathing became shallow. Did I mention how much I hate parties? I parked down the block so I wouldn’t get blocked in, but it also made for a quick escape if the cops break up the party.
We got out of the car tucking the important things into our pockets, lip gloss, credit card, breath mints and keys. Checked each other over once and headed into the throbbing masses. Even though it was barely nine there were already people puking in front yard and at least one passed out in the bushes, at least that’s what I hope what was going on in there. All I could see were feet peeking out.
We stepped over a few puddles of something probably vomit, finally taking our first few steps into the party. Before we could even get through the entry way we both were handed cups of beer by Jon, a guy we’ve known since pre-k, and offered at least a couple of joints by strangers. I pushed past the hands holding the weed and tried to hand my beer off to Gigi. "Just have one beer, Sadie. Your always the good girl, for once do something a little bad." I took a sip, grimacing. "Your face was so hilarious."
"This stuff tastes like shit. I don’t know why you drink it. Here take mine."
"Just finish this one cup, chug it down and you’ll know why we drink it." I looked at my best friend skeptically, and tipped back my cup emptying it. Within a minute I could feel warmth spreading from my stomach and I just felt less uptight.
"It still tastes horrible but I can see why you like it. Its like instant relaxation."
"Hey Soph, Be our designated." Gigi called across the room to her younger cousin.
"Ya ya, Go get your drink on. I got ya girl."
"Drink it up Sadie, Soph will drive us home so you can try life on the wild side." She said handing me her beer, and heading off in the direction of the keg. "I’ll find you in a bit, I need to scope out the scene and see if Tony is here, showing of his sexy body. Will you be okay?"
"I’ll be fine. You go find Tony and show him your sexy outfit." I told Gigi as she disappeared, engulfed into the crowd of swaying bodies and beer cups. I sipped my beer slowly looking for an open seat where I could vanish behind the crowd finally finding one I sat down. I zoned out into my thoughts as the music pounded through my entire body.
I wonder if Gigi found Tony yet. I hope so. She talks about him all the time. At least if it doesn’t work she can move on. Ethan really likes her but she can’t even see him through her Tony tinted glasses. This music sucks. I can’t even hear the words just the bass. OMG is that Kathy Santoni making out with Eric Holmes, Gigi is going to freak out when I tell her. Kathy’s been dating Alex for the last six months. This is the only good thing about parties, getting to see the stupid things people do when their drink. Oh shit I have that paper for History due on Monday, I hate history, Maybe I’ll write about the Plague, that would at least be interesting. My beer is empty, I want another but if I get up I’ll lose my seat. What ever I’ll find another. Damn look at Kathy go, they need to find a room before they get any further.
Walking to the kitchen I fought to keep my balance. I was feeling the beers but also I was getting bumped and pushed by the dancing couples. When I walked into the kitchen where the keg was, a couple of boys I recognized from school were doing keg stands. Ashley was mixing up some drinks with harder alcohol. I had never tasted any alcohol other than beer, so when she offered me a glass of something called a screw driver I took it. It tasted a little like rubbing alcohol and orange juice, but I drank it any ways. The more I drank the better it tasted. When my cup was empty, Ashley handed me another.
"Did you see Kathy making out with Eric in the living room?"
"Really. Oh my God. Alex is gonna kick his ass when he finds out. They’ve been dating forever. Here try this, they call it an AMF. Its pretty kick ass."
"Thanks. This is pretty good. What’s in it?"
"Little bit off everything, vodka, rum, gin, sweet and sour and some blue stuff. Rob is going to be in so much trouble when his parents get home, the house is getting trashed, and their bar is going to be empty."
"I’m getting hot, I’m gonna head outside to get some fresh air." Ashley helped me up, refilling my glass in the progress.
This tastes pretty good. Why am I so hot? Is the floor moving? This is kinda fun, well funny. I can’t open my eyes all the way. I could nap now. I’m hungry, that hamburger earlier was soooooo goood. Hamburger, that’s a funny word, there is no ham in it and what exactly is a burger. Look at that hottie siting on the porch steps. I’m gonna chat him up.
"Hey sexy, why are you out here all alone?" I said slurring my words.
"You sound a little drunk Sadie, but that can’t be little miss goody two shoes."
"Well this is the new me, drunk and loving it. Are you gonna kiss me or what?" Leaning in, I felt his soft lips on mine. I’d never kissed a boy. I liked it, when his tongue touched my lips I parted them. I wasn’t sure what to do with my tongue. I didn’t care and he didn’t seem to either. He slid his tongue along my teeth pouring raw sexual heat into my core.
What a kisser! Not that I have much to compare to but Damn I’ve never been more aroused. How far am I gonna let this go? I’ll let him feel me up if he tries, but that’s all. I’m not going to lose my entire reputation in one night, just let enough of my innocence wear off that the girls stop giving me shit. God I wish Gigi would walk out here or even Ashley or Sophie any of them, just one of them needs to see me and I won’t be laughed at for being so goody goody. I think I’m going to try this tongue thing. Oooh this is too weird, but great. Oh shit his hand is on my boob. This is crazy, I’m crazy. I don’t even know his name. God I’ve been missing out on something.
"Would you like to go somewhere more private?" he asked pulling away, but leaving his hand gently caressing my body.
"Where do you have in mind?"
"There is a guest house out behind the pool, hardly anyone knows its out there. We can be all alone, get to know each other better away from all this music and people."
"I need another drink first. Get me one, please."
"Sure what are you having?"
"ALF, SMF, something like that, Ashley knows just ask her."
If I walk away with him, no one is going to see us. Who cares, this is hott with two t’s. I’ve always wanted some stranger to be sexually interested in me. But what if I do something I regret. You won’t regret it, you’re a senior in highschool you need to experience something, something wild, something dangerous and something sexy as hell. God his grey eyes are so stormy they are almost black. I’ve never seen eyes like that. I’m just gonna let what happens tonight happen, if it feels right I’m not going to stop it. I’m not just gonna have sex with someone I don’t know. My parents would kill me. I would kill me. I’m not stupid.
"Ashley said you would want a big glass so I just brought the pitcher. Hope that’s okay." He said taking my hand and leading me across the backyard towards the pool.
"Yeah, sure." I stumbled over my own feet nearly falling.
"Careful babe, Don’t want you to get hurt." I laughed off his warning drinking deeply from my cup, trying not to appear nervous.
When we got to the guest house, he grabbed a key from a planter unlocking the door. Leading me to the couch, I sat down he leaned down being careful not to rest his weight on me. His kisses became deeper more intense. He pulled away, standing up he unbuttoned his pale aqua shirt. I stood up grabbing the bottom of his white undershirt pulling it up over his head.
I can’t believe I’m doing this. I have never seen abs like that. I wanna touch them, I can’t keep my hands off them.
After I had dropped his shirt I felt his hands grabbing the bottom of my shirt, lifting it. I let him. I couldn’t believe I let him but I did. Standing there in just my bra and jeans I felt his hands roaming over the now bare skin of my back, his warm lips on my neck. I felt his arms gently lowering me until I was resting on the couch, his lips exploring my neck and chest.
When I opened my eyes the sun was shining bright in my eyes. My head was pounding like its never pounded in my life. When I tried to sit up I was hit with waves of nausea.
Where the hell am I? What happened last night? Oh shit. I had way too much to drink, at least I assume I did since I can’t remember. Damn Ashley and what ever was in the drink. Oh shit, where is Gigi why didn’t she find me last night? So So happy my parents think I am staying the night at Gigi’s house. They would kill me if they found out I got drunk at a party.
I stayed still for a minute or two, trying to wait for the room to stop spinning. Even the sounds of my breathing caused my head to pulse with pain. I opened my eyes suddenly realizing that I wasn’t wearing a shirt or bra.
No No No this is not happening. I did not get drunk and spend the night with a random. Please God don’t let there be somebody laying here with me. I just streaked. I just streaked. Maybe if I repeat it over and over it will be true.
I opened my eyes glancing to the floor where all or my clothes and I do mean all of them were strew haphazardly along with a some clothes that I knew weren’t mine. A pair of blue boxers, a white undershirt, some jeans and a button down shirt. I turned my head and found the tussled hair of a naked man lying on the pillow next to me. I tried to climb out from underneath his heavy arm, but he just clung tighter when he felt me move.
What do I do? I don’t want to talk to him. I don’t even want to know who he is or what we did. Though I can assume from our general lack of clothing it was something sober Sadie would have done. What if he has a disease? What if I have a disease? Did he at least use protection? What if I’m pregnant? I can’t have a baby I have college to worry about. I’ve got to get out of here. Figure out what to do. Should I tell someone. Where do you get Plan B? I definitely need Plan B just in case we didn’t use protection. Please God let me have used protection. Tell me I’m at least that smart. Though it would serve me right for being so stupid.
I pushed the guy off of me. Standing up I covered myself bending to grab my clothes from the pile off the floor. Behind me the naked man groaned.
Oh shit he’s waking up. I’ve gotta get out of here before he realizes I’m awake. Then we can all just pretend this never happened.
"Hey sexy why don’t you come back over here and we can have a repeat of last night? Gotta say it was amazing. You were amazing."
I want to pretend he can’t see me. Throw my clothes on and walk out of here like he doesn’t exist. I can’t do that. Its not fair. Man up. Turn around and face the music, or in this case the naked man.
I turned slowly. My eyes shut prolonging the inevitable moment when I am forced to face the man I drunkenly gave my virginity to. Taking a deep breath I opened my eyes slowly exhaling.
"Tony!"

One Day Without Shoes

I ran across this event and decided that this was something I wanted to participate in. As a college student I don't have a lot of spare cash that I can use to help a cause. But I do have time and I also can make a statement with myself, my home or my clothes.

Tomorrow I will not wear shoes (except for work, I can't afford to get fired for refusing to wear shoes). I will shop shoeless and I will go to school shoeless and I will do everything else shoeless. It makes me sad that children all over the world are so impoverished that they do not have shoes to wear. Shoes to protect their feet when they are forced to walk miles for food, shelter, school, or medical treatment. Shoes that can prevent cuts which subsequently get infected.

The website for the event is http://www.tomsshoes.com/content.asp?tid=284. There is more information about the dangers of wearing no shoes, as well as about the event and ways you can help.

Kevin Costner

I was reading an article on yahoo news today about the worst movie flops of all time. Their list was pretty comprehensive with movies I've never heard or, movies I wish I had never heard of and the occasional movie I never finished. I agreed with all of their choices for the most part, I mean Wild Wild West with Will Smith, what a waste of the 110 minutes I watched hoping it would get a little better and be worth my time. And I will admit that I chose not to finish Planet of the Apes (2001) and SpeedRacer, since the crappy reviews began proving true shortly into the film, but completely trashing Kevin Costner. Sure the movies Waterworld and The Postman were not the blockbuster movies of the year and they weren't even critically acclaimed or respected in Hollywood, but I will admit to having watched both of these movies at least 10 times and Waterworld at least 100. I love Waterworld, it comes on TNT just about every weekend and I watch it at least once a month. When I was younger I had a recurring dream about a shark filled water park that I am pretty sure stemmed from Waterworld.

So really is it right to bash Kevin Costner for making a few so-so movies. I don't think so. I would recognize him from these so-so movies. He has claimed his place in my heart as The Mariner. I don't think the choice to star in one of the most frequently played movies (at least on cable TV) was a bad career move on his part. If you want to pick on someone I don't know how about Pauly Shore.

Just one of those Days!!!

You know those days where you wake up and the day seems bright and full of promises for the future. The kind of day where anything is possible and you have the ability to change something drastic for yourself or for the world. This morning was one of those mornings. I woke up well rested and happy, the earth was rejuvenated and clean from the thunder storm that raged throughout the night and the birds were singing in the trees outside. I climbed from my bed, a clean house greeted me, folded laundry just waiting to be put away. Since I didn't have to work I allowed myself the simple pleasure of breakfast in bed while watching not one but two movies.

Then allowing myself over two hours I began to prepare for an adventure with a friend. I took a luxurious shower where I sang at the top of my lungs (no one else is home for spring break and this is a nearly forgotten treasure). Then I blow dried my hair in my towel, curled my hair and put on make-up. I took time looking for an outfit, settling on one I thought I looked pretty damn good in. Finally it was time to go pick up my friend. But no friend. I had been stood up. The feeling sucks and it sucks even more that now I am all dressed up with no where to go. So instead I will change back into around the house clothes and watch a few more movies in bed.

Yay!!!

One of my best friends, who happens to also be my room mate, just got engaged. I am so happy for her. We all knew it was going to happen someday but her "fiance" did a great job of surprising her and all of the rest of the people close to them. I'm really excited for her and for her bachelorette party. I've never known anyone who is better suited for each other (aside from my parents), and I know that their lives together is going to be beyond amazing.