(Archive) The Party

Jun 17, 2007 21:44

I didn't know why I was going to some party. Actually, the last thing that I wanted to do was party. I was much more content in being alone in the small room that I was renting in the bar, but yeah, no, I guess it was time that I just ... went somewhere. Somewhere that didn't involve me searching for Volchok. I had my reasons for staying where I was, for not going home, wherever that was. I didn't even know. It wasn't the cozy Newport house that I had been living in for the last three years. It was much darker than that and ... yeah, I wasn't going back anytime soon, no matter how much Seth begged me.

So, here I was, waiting outside of a party, behind the mass of people who were all waiting to get inside. Once the doors were open, they all piled in and I just shook my head. It wasn't like I had remembered it. The party life.

I looked around, once I was basically the only person outside and gave it a second thought if I even wanted to go in.

Maybe I just needed a distraction.

Yeah, that's what I needed, wanted, whatever because in the next minute, I was inside, closing the door behind me and glancing around at all the people. People I didn't know.

"Yeah ..." I breathed out and nodded. Five bucks says I get into a fight tonight. It wouldn't be a party without that happening, now would it? I was welcoming that idea right now, actually. I just didn't care anymore.

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