I Don't Understand
The Party
Friday, 6/26/09
Harry was over, and the three of us teens were just sitting there in the kitchen. it was 11:30, Mom made cookies, and we were waiting for them to come out of the oven. "So.... What if we had a party for the neighborhood?" I jumped in "My parents don't do parties" "Maybe they do now?" "I don't think so." "Ummmm it doesn't hurt to ask." Dan spoke up "Mom and Dad said it would be okay to have people over sometimes, as long as the music wasn't too loud, and they didn't come in the house." "Awesome. So, you set up your empty garage and I'll tell people to come tonight." Wait what...
I ducked my head into the master bedroom "Mom can we have a party tonight?" "How many people?" I squeezed my eyes shut and spoke hopefully, kind of embarrassed at the number. "Only the neighborhood?" Mom sighed. "I'll tell Michael we're going out tonight. I'll ask Anne if the girls can stay at their place. It won't be much quieter, but it'll be something. But Angelina I swear, if either of you two get drunk, if anything is broken, if the neighbors complain, if anything is happening that I wouldn't let go, Than you will not be having any more parties." I nodded vigorously and started to head back downstairs, shocked that she agreed. "Oh and Angelina, one more thing. Robin has to chaperone." No complaint. I was ecstatic.
I had Harry pass around the news of a party, that it was for high schoolers only, and that it was a sneak party. Hopefully they'll be at least a little bit quiet. Harry invited people he knew, and told them it was invitation only. Like that's going to happen. Dan and I were rolling out a big carpet rug in the garage, and tossed some chairs in. Dan set up his laptop with the music, and I hung up white christmas lights. We were just making some non-alcoholic punch when Louis arrived. He had brought Liam, Misty, and a quarter bottle of vodka. Who KNOWS how he got it. Probably took it from his parents. He poured it into the punch, added a few more things, and went out back to mow the lawn. I was secretly horrified. Alcohol? the only alcohol I'd ever had was in the tiny glass of wine my parents gave the kids every Christmas Eve.
Okay, I admit it. I swiped some at a bridal shower once. It was fruit infused vodka, but it wasn't very strong, and I only had a few sips. But.... whatever. And why he wanted to mow the lawn I guess I'll never know. Misty went to the kitchen with me to help Mom and I. Mom had the cookies all on cooling racks by now, so I swiped one. Than she asked us if we would like to make some party snacks. I wasn't even sure if highschoolers did that but whatever. Sandwiches, brownies, pretzels, a cheese ball, and chips. I'm secretly wondering if I'm doing this all wrong, because I'd never held this sort of party before. I mean I was only a freshman last year. I'm still just sixteen. I let my pompoms outside to exercise and do their business, and Dan did the same for Shylah. Now Mom was doing work of some sort in the basement with Dad, and it was 3pm. We still hadn't had lunch, so Dan threw some hot pockets in the oven. Meanwhile I gave Misty a tour of the house. I had noticed her physical features a little more today. She about my height, looks European. Or Indian, maybe Arabic? She has two dimples, black hair, a killer smile, and tiny feet as well as hands. She's so pretty that U kind of feel self-conscious. As we walked around the house, we were playing the question game. My turn. "So what year of school is this for you?" "I'm a sophomore." "Me too!". Her turn "What's your full name?" "Angelina Bailey Cortez. You?" "Is that your question?" She giggled. "It's Misty Spring Raine." That must be the prettiest name I've ever heard... "My turn." She said. "What do you do as a hobby?" "I sing, dance, do gymnastics, I knit, I write, nothing too serious and full-time. I do a bit of everything." She nodded, than answered her own question. "I dance. Allot. Everything from hip-hop to ballroom." My turn "Do you like Liam?" She totally didn't expect that. "Uhm... Maybe." She was all shy. "You asked me so I'm asking you. Do you like Harry? Or is it Niall...?" "Um, Honestly?" She nodded. "I don't know."
We continued on with our random questions and walking around the house, until the rest of the boys arrived. Harry was back from the neighborhood, too. Misty and I headed upstairs to get ready. We went into my bedroom, and she pulled a dress out of her bag, as I pulled a dress out of my closet. We looked at each there's dresses and squealed like little girls, than looked each other in the eye and said simultaneously "TRADE!" She went to the bathroom and put on my dress while I pulled out a bunch of makeup and hair products from drawers, and set them up on the floor in front of the mirror. She came back and I used the bathroom to change into her dress. Than we sat on the ground in front of my closet door, and she braided my hair, than curled it. We did our makeup and chose shoes from my closet. We went for more sweet than sexy. We're sixteen, and I don't even know if I could pull off 'sexy'. We stood side by side looking ourselves in the mirror. "Are you sure this dress isn't too low cut?" "That depends on you. Do I look TOO toned down?" "Absolutely not." Misty looked lovely, I checked myself one more time. Not terrible. I looked good. We walked downstairs, and thankfully all eyes were NOT on us. I wasn't even sure if we were dressed right. I walked up behind Niall, "Hey" he jumped, I giggled. He turned around and looked me up and down, than looked me straight in the eyes and softly said "You look amazing." I think I melted a little bit. Than Harry walked over "You look lovely, Daisy." and kissed my hand. Wow. "C'mon, the hot pockets are done." And he walked with me into the kitchen. I couldn't help but notice that he still hadn't let go of my hand. But if I had to choose between Niall and Harry, I don't know that I would, or even could.
It was 7:30 and my parents had just dropped the girls over at Anne's house, than left for their date. Robin was over, and he was talking to the boys. I was with Misty upstairs, setting up the pets in their bedrooms for the night, and locking doors. We went downstairs and locked some more doors, than locked up the house. We only left the garage doors and the door between the garage and the house open. A few people are already here when I went back to the garage, and I ask Harry how many he thinks will come. "I invited 30, so expect no less than 60, yeah?" Alrighty than. Just than a whole new wave of people arrived, and Dan closed the car-sized door, leaving just the people door open. He turned off the ceiling lights, leaving the Christmas lights, and turned on some music. Before you knew it he had a huge pile of CD's to approve, and Misty and I were laughing and jumping around, dancing to the music. A few songs went by, and I got tired so I was walking around, meeting people from my school. Now, since Damian is the DJ and Damian is Damian, he eventually put on a slow song, and grabbed the speaker. "I know you don't usually find slow songs at neighborhood mixers, but for this next song and the few after it, every guy who is not found waltzing away with a young lady will be fined five dollars. I've got my eye on you!" He winked at the crowd, and I laughed. He's so unique. Soon Liam was at my side, 'borrowing' Misty for these next dances. And than I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around, and I haven't met this young man before. "May I have this dance, Cherie?" and he bowed "Why yes of course" I laughed, pulling a curtsy. HE CALLED ME CHERIE. He's tall, and has dark brown hair. His ears are pierced, and he has a shy smile on, almost a smirk. He wrapped my hand in his and pulled me into the crowd, than stopping me, "Can you waltz?" He asked me. I nodded, my Dad had taught me well, I even knew a few tricks. Than he pulled me close to him, and wrapping his other hand around my waist, we started dancing. He held me so close, and looked me on the eyes as we waltzed away, my stranger and I. He would spin me out or try some other bit of choreography. Sometimes it worked out beautifully, sometimes it flopped, than we would laugh and keep dancing. I loved the way he danced. Smooth, able, very charming. It had been two dances and we still had no clue of the other's name. Than somebody tapped my dashing stranger's shoulder. It was Niall. As my stranger gave me up to the Irish blonde I was left feeling very cold. And than he spoke to me. "My name is Colton." And he disappeared into the crowd. Niall pulled me in, close enough to be a hug, and put his hands on my waist. I wrapped mine around his shoulders, and froze. I had a brief flashback to Johnny, when I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. And I realized that I never got a text back from him. I pushed the thought out of my mind completely, smiled up at Niall as if nothing was wrong, and we started dancing. Niall and I talked a bit, of course he wanted to know who Colton was. We rocked from side to side, gently. I rested my head on his shoulder, still lost in my own world. Half a song later, Niall was interrupted by Harry. Why are there so many attractive guys in my life... Niall very very regretfully gave me up, and for the second time tonight I was passed from one to the next. I almost missed Niall's touch. Harry held my hand, and wrapped his arm around my waist, but rocked back and forth like Niall. He was right in between the two, and I liked it. I guess I just like 'couple' dancing altogether... Harry kept me engaged with small talk, and when the song was over, We were still holding hands when we walked outside. Upbeat music started plain again, But Harry and I were at the edge of the pool like I so often found myself. The way I was sitting reminded me of how I get with Harry and Niall. Half in, half out. And now Colton... I smiled and laughed, but my mind was elsewhere.
Harry was over, and the three of us teens were just sitting there in the kitchen. it was 11:30, Mom made cookies, and we were waiting for them to come out of the oven. "So.... What if we had a party for the neighborhood?" I jumped in "My parents don't do parties" "Maybe they do now?" "I don't think so." "Ummmm it doesn't hurt to ask." Dan spoke up "Mom and Dad said it would be okay to have people over sometimes, as long as the music wasn't too loud, and they didn't come in the house." "Awesome. So, you set up your empty garage and I'll tell people to come tonight." Wait what...
I ducked my head into the master bedroom "Mom can we have a party tonight?" "How many people?" I squeezed my eyes shut and spoke hopefully, kind of embarrassed at the number. "Only the neighborhood?" Mom sighed. "I'll tell Michael we're going out tonight. I'll ask Anne if the girls can stay at their place. It won't be much quieter, but it'll be something. But Angelina I swear, if either of you two get drunk, if anything is broken, if the neighbors complain, if anything is happening that I wouldn't let go, Than you will not be having any more parties." I nodded vigorously and started to head back downstairs, shocked that she agreed. "Oh and Angelina, one more thing. Robin has to chaperone." No complaint. I was ecstatic.
I had Harry pass around the news of a party, that it was for high schoolers only, and that it was a sneak party. Hopefully they'll be at least a little bit quiet. Harry invited people he knew, and told them it was invitation only. Like that's going to happen. Dan and I were rolling out a big carpet rug in the garage, and tossed some chairs in. Dan set up his laptop with the music, and I hung up white christmas lights. We were just making some non-alcoholic punch when Louis arrived. He had brought Liam, Misty, and a quarter bottle of vodka. Who KNOWS how he got it. Probably took it from his parents. He poured it into the punch, added a few more things, and went out back to mow the lawn. I was secretly horrified. Alcohol? the only alcohol I'd ever had was in the tiny glass of wine my parents gave the kids every Christmas Eve.
Okay, I admit it. I swiped some at a bridal shower once. It was fruit infused vodka, but it wasn't very strong, and I only had a few sips. But.... whatever. And why he wanted to mow the lawn I guess I'll never know. Misty went to the kitchen with me to help Mom and I. Mom had the cookies all on cooling racks by now, so I swiped one. Than she asked us if we would like to make some party snacks. I wasn't even sure if highschoolers did that but whatever. Sandwiches, brownies, pretzels, a cheese ball, and chips. I'm secretly wondering if I'm doing this all wrong, because I'd never held this sort of party before. I mean I was only a freshman last year. I'm still just sixteen. I let my pompoms outside to exercise and do their business, and Dan did the same for Shylah. Now Mom was doing work of some sort in the basement with Dad, and it was 3pm. We still hadn't had lunch, so Dan threw some hot pockets in the oven. Meanwhile I gave Misty a tour of the house. I had noticed her physical features a little more today. She about my height, looks European. Or Indian, maybe Arabic? She has two dimples, black hair, a killer smile, and tiny feet as well as hands. She's so pretty that U kind of feel self-conscious. As we walked around the house, we were playing the question game. My turn. "So what year of school is this for you?" "I'm a sophomore." "Me too!". Her turn "What's your full name?" "Angelina Bailey Cortez. You?" "Is that your question?" She giggled. "It's Misty Spring Raine." That must be the prettiest name I've ever heard... "My turn." She said. "What do you do as a hobby?" "I sing, dance, do gymnastics, I knit, I write, nothing too serious and full-time. I do a bit of everything." She nodded, than answered her own question. "I dance. Allot. Everything from hip-hop to ballroom." My turn "Do you like Liam?" She totally didn't expect that. "Uhm... Maybe." She was all shy. "You asked me so I'm asking you. Do you like Harry? Or is it Niall...?" "Um, Honestly?" She nodded. "I don't know."
We continued on with our random questions and walking around the house, until the rest of the boys arrived. Harry was back from the neighborhood, too. Misty and I headed upstairs to get ready. We went into my bedroom, and she pulled a dress out of her bag, as I pulled a dress out of my closet. We looked at each there's dresses and squealed like little girls, than looked each other in the eye and said simultaneously "TRADE!" She went to the bathroom and put on my dress while I pulled out a bunch of makeup and hair products from drawers, and set them up on the floor in front of the mirror. She came back and I used the bathroom to change into her dress. Than we sat on the ground in front of my closet door, and she braided my hair, than curled it. We did our makeup and chose shoes from my closet. We went for more sweet than sexy. We're sixteen, and I don't even know if I could pull off 'sexy'. We stood side by side looking ourselves in the mirror. "Are you sure this dress isn't too low cut?" "That depends on you. Do I look TOO toned down?" "Absolutely not." Misty looked lovely, I checked myself one more time. Not terrible. I looked good. We walked downstairs, and thankfully all eyes were NOT on us. I wasn't even sure if we were dressed right. I walked up behind Niall, "Hey" he jumped, I giggled. He turned around and looked me up and down, than looked me straight in the eyes and softly said "You look amazing." I think I melted a little bit. Than Harry walked over "You look lovely, Daisy." and kissed my hand. Wow. "C'mon, the hot pockets are done." And he walked with me into the kitchen. I couldn't help but notice that he still hadn't let go of my hand. But if I had to choose between Niall and Harry, I don't know that I would, or even could.
It was 7:30 and my parents had just dropped the girls over at Anne's house, than left for their date. Robin was over, and he was talking to the boys. I was with Misty upstairs, setting up the pets in their bedrooms for the night, and locking doors. We went downstairs and locked some more doors, than locked up the house. We only left the garage doors and the door between the garage and the house open. A few people are already here when I went back to the garage, and I ask Harry how many he thinks will come. "I invited 30, so expect no less than 60, yeah?" Alrighty than. Just than a whole new wave of people arrived, and Dan closed the car-sized door, leaving just the people door open. He turned off the ceiling lights, leaving the Christmas lights, and turned on some music. Before you knew it he had a huge pile of CD's to approve, and Misty and I were laughing and jumping around, dancing to the music. A few songs went by, and I got tired so I was walking around, meeting people from my school. Now, since Damian is the DJ and Damian is Damian, he eventually put on a slow song, and grabbed the speaker. "I know you don't usually find slow songs at neighborhood mixers, but for this next song and the few after it, every guy who is not found waltzing away with a young lady will be fined five dollars. I've got my eye on you!" He winked at the crowd, and I laughed. He's so unique. Soon Liam was at my side, 'borrowing' Misty for these next dances. And than I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around, and I haven't met this young man before. "May I have this dance, Cherie?" and he bowed "Why yes of course" I laughed, pulling a curtsy. HE CALLED ME CHERIE. He's tall, and has dark brown hair. His ears are pierced, and he has a shy smile on, almost a smirk. He wrapped my hand in his and pulled me into the crowd, than stopping me, "Can you waltz?" He asked me. I nodded, my Dad had taught me well, I even knew a few tricks. Than he pulled me close to him, and wrapping his other hand around my waist, we started dancing. He held me so close, and looked me on the eyes as we waltzed away, my stranger and I. He would spin me out or try some other bit of choreography. Sometimes it worked out beautifully, sometimes it flopped, than we would laugh and keep dancing. I loved the way he danced. Smooth, able, very charming. It had been two dances and we still had no clue of the other's name. Than somebody tapped my dashing stranger's shoulder. It was Niall. As my stranger gave me up to the Irish blonde I was left feeling very cold. And than he spoke to me. "My name is Colton." And he disappeared into the crowd. Niall pulled me in, close enough to be a hug, and put his hands on my waist. I wrapped mine around his shoulders, and froze. I had a brief flashback to Johnny, when I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. And I realized that I never got a text back from him. I pushed the thought out of my mind completely, smiled up at Niall as if nothing was wrong, and we started dancing. Niall and I talked a bit, of course he wanted to know who Colton was. We rocked from side to side, gently. I rested my head on his shoulder, still lost in my own world. Half a song later, Niall was interrupted by Harry. Why are there so many attractive guys in my life... Niall very very regretfully gave me up, and for the second time tonight I was passed from one to the next. I almost missed Niall's touch. Harry held my hand, and wrapped his arm around my waist, but rocked back and forth like Niall. He was right in between the two, and I liked it. I guess I just like 'couple' dancing altogether... Harry kept me engaged with small talk, and when the song was over, We were still holding hands when we walked outside. Upbeat music started plain again, But Harry and I were at the edge of the pool like I so often found myself. The way I was sitting reminded me of how I get with Harry and Niall. Half in, half out. And now Colton... I smiled and laughed, but my mind was elsewhere.
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