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Parties, they were the social invitation of teen years, yet each person went for different reasons. But for me, as the time neared 5:30, and my handy dandy, 'can't say no to me' date was coming at 6, so in other words I was screwed and now sick. I merely had no reasons, not a single one. The anxiety of this night just got to me quicker than I could manage, no amount of painkillers would help me tonight. I was going unmedicated and very very bothered.

How was I supposed to go tonight? How was I supposed to face Zeke, let alone Dallas? And so I did what I always do, run from this event, a soul crushing event. So when Natalie walked into my room, I was balled in my bed and clutching my stomach like I was bound to have an alien pop out through the skin. It hurt that much, well that's what I described to her. I couldn't tell her the truth about Zeke, I couldn't crush her idea of me ever finding love.

"What's wrong, hunny?" She came and sat on my bed, as I hoped she would see th