For Better For Worst

Chapter 4

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We currently sat at the back of a guy's SUV as he drove us to the party taking another route. Guy, that's his name. Kim's suppose friend. I'm really baffled at the way she knows lots of places and people around here as a freshman, sometimes I think she's been here longer than I could imagine.

It took a while before she's finally convinced me to join in, in her friend's ride. He's been in schooling here for 2 years and knows the in's and out's of the campus, well most of it. According to him, there are set of people who are very familiar with every corner of the college and one of them happens to be the guy holding the party and the same one Kim talked about. Gideon.

The journey was short, but through out I was scared. He drove deep into the woods where everywhere was dark, the only source of light was the illuminating light from the moon. We drove deep and soon we could hear the loud music play from nearby and the closer we got, the louder and more boisterous it became.

Soon, we were visible enough to see other parked cars and the lights that gleamed brightly from the place. From the noise, you could tell the place's already crowded. The car pulled to a stop near a motorcycle and Kim and I hopped down, thanking the young man for all his help and walking towards the party.

She shrieked quietly. "Isn't it great! Crashing a party as uninvited guest. ." And with that I halted at the spot.

"You weren't invited?" I yelled in a whispering tone, to which she hushed immediately, looking around for any listening ears.

"Don't shush me! You told me this party was for Freshmen! Like us! Remember!"

Could you believe this girl?! And I was here, worrying about attending a party I wasn't even invited to.

"Yeah! But I also got a tip that he wouldn't mind. Who cares anyways? "

"I do!" I retorted.

"Listen, the party is for those who knows about it and I happen to have a friend of a friend who invite me here, it's not a big deal!"

I frowned my eyebrows at this. If i knew earlier, I wouldn't have come, but I couldn't go back now. The guy who brought us here was long gone and I hadn't taken good note of the surroundings since it was dark. So I might as well stay and enjoy the party.

"Fine! I'll let go, just this once!" I said, causing her to smile. Her arm found its way to mine and locked with it.

"Let's go party!" She said and now we were walking towards what looked like a main way in. We sauntering in and soon were carried along by the music and people.

Everyone here were either dancing, drinking, making out or getting high. One-way of the other, they were all busy enjoying themselves. There was a little bonfire with tree logs set up as benches safely distant around it. Very visible was the large open shelter where the bar was set up with lots of drinks, I doubt they'd have my kind of drinks. They place was properly lighted with different lot of Christmas lights.

"Alright! We're here to have fun." Kim stood in front of me, holding onto my shoulders.

"Yeah sure, I'll only have to hope someone doesn't notice that I was uninvited." I remarked sarcastically.

"Don't worry about that. I'm gonna go check out with some few friends and head to your way. You just go find something to drink at the bar." She said.

I rubbed the back of my hand against my palm, one of things I do when I'm very nervous. I nodded in understanding and she disappeared into the dancing crowd.

My throat feeling tightened from anxiety, I slowly walked over to the bar and took a seat on one of the few empty stools.

Take deep breaths, Beth! You have to calm yourself down.

I threw a fleeting smile to few people that approached the bar asking for drinks and after they all left, I let out a deep breath before tucking my hair and observe the place.

"What can I get you? doll face." A voice questioned from behind the counter and I turned, glaring at a sandy blonde boy with little stubbles.

"Excuse me?"

"What can I get you?" He repeated and I took a chance to glance through the drinks on the shelves and the counter. I don't think they'd have I want.

"Er.. Can I get a fruit punch or something soft?" I requested, to which he darkly chuckled to. I shot him a confused glare.

"Lemme guess, Freshmen?"

I feigned a gasp. "Oh no, you've got me." I said in a sarcastic tone.

"Listen, doll face. The only drinks we have here are vodka, whiskey, bourbon and bottles of bear, we don't serve baby juice here." He threw a snarky comment and I rolled my eyes at him.

"Do you want any? Doll face"

"No, thanks and I'd love it if you don't call me doll face!" I gave him a tight-lipped smiled, showing him my feigned appreciation.

"Suit yourself." He turned and I looked away. "Doll face" he muttered to my hearing and I shot back a hostile glare, but instead he smiled. Feeling annoyed already, I got out of the stool, but was caught up by Kim who strutted over with two red cups in her hands.

"Told you i'd be back!" She said and I glanced over at the rude bartender and then shifted it back to her.

"You where gone for a while, I thought you had ditched me." I said, eying the cups in her hands.

"Oh no, not for now. I need to make sure you're comfortable before letting the party take me."

"Here" she handed me one of the cups.

"I really hope this isn't one of your ways to get me comfortable, cause I don't drink." I stated.

"What! Really?" I nodded. "Tch! You're a real buzz kill, you know that." Thanks for the honesty.

"Well, everyone isn't the same. I'm gonna party till the night's over, see ya." She dashed out and when I realized I hadn't given her back the cup, it was too late, she had already disappeared.

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Within an hour, more people had trooped in, after been said that the owners of the parties. A.K.A The popular guys had arrived and few had left for some reason. The music was tuned up and Kim was having a blast as she drank and danced with few guys from time to time.

There's something crazy about that girl. I laughed slightly as I thought. Getting tired of staying in the same place, I moved away from the bar and basically swam past the crowd to a much freer space, beside a large tree close to the bonfire. I leaned against it, glaring deeply at the blazing fire. The orange, blue, yellow, tiny ghosts danced on the woods, flickering licks of light twitch towards the crystal sky above.

You know, it's more than that. It's more than, heat, light and combustion gasses. It's metaphorically refered to the intensity of something, the extreme passion between two people who are in love. Something him and I shared intensely. Extreme passion.

I remember those nights, he'd sneak into my room, just to surprise me. Those days we would miss classes just to 'hang out' in the janitor's closet. Some days we'd skip school to go have fun. His kind of fun. Although we argued and had our differences, our love for each other never seized to stopping burning and maybe that's the reason it's so hard getting over him.

We still had that fire. It's consuming

"Bee" A deep voice called behind me and I tensed up. My heart racing frantically against my chest, my throat feeling more tightened than before. My heart doing what it does best. Fail me.

I stood there, contemplating whether or not I should turn or run. Fight or Flight.

Flight!! My mind rang.

Fight!! My heart sang.

And with that, I let out a breath, turning slowly and locking eyes with him.

"Andrew"