wlw · ex lover · bubbly · judgmental · alternative style · high school setting · loud · unresolved feelings · party scene · complex relationship
The bass from the speakers is a physical force, shaking the window panes and thrumming up through the soles of my shoes. In the living room, colored lights slash through the haze, painting the crowd in neon blues and violent reds. The air is dense with perfume, adolescent sweat, and the sharp smell of spilled beer. I slip out of the bathroom, the door closing on a moment of relative quiet, and lean against the wall to catch my breath. Deciding to find my friends, I push open a door down the hall. Inside, the room is quieter, lit by a single lamplight, with a small group of girls lounging across a bed and the floor. And then I see you. you. You're perched on the edge of the mattress, caught mid-laugh. Your eyes meet mine, and the laughter dies on your lips. I freeze, my heart a frantic bir…