2000 :)

A Story by sigourney

A young woman and a young man end up at a New Year’s party, not knowing what the night will bring. Crazy things happen and the two end up becoming closer than anticipated.

I didn’t know exactly why I was there. I mean, I was 19- It was 1999. Things were crazy. Everybody was nervous about what would happen. Some thought all the computers would shut down, some thought the world would end, some thought meteors would start flying. It was all a matter of time, I guess.
Of course, there are those few who don’t care about modern media or the common thought so they prefer to party. I can’t say I was one of them. An old girlfriend from junior high had found and contacted me, and thought I should come! Bad idea.

There were no girls there. And by girls I don’t mean female human beings, I mean hot girls. None. Zilch. Nada.I’m not saying college girls aren’t “appetizing” to the eye, but I mean, they all use b**b pads and stuff. It doesn’t benefit me. I was thinking about leaving- that’s when I saw her.

He’d been staring at me for the past 2 hours. It was- disturbing. I wanted to leave but I couldn’t get out. I’d been rubbed by at least 3 guys and touched by 4. Is this all that parties were? I didn’t like it. Out of nowhere, I felt a hand touch my waist.
“What the hell?!”
“Hey, hey- It’s alright...”
“No! Get your hands off of me!”
“Hey, I just tryna’ get through, baby.”
“Baby?! Look, too many guys have been trying to-“
“Just chill! Okay? Chill-“

I looked into her eyes. I looked into her eyes for the first time.
“Well? Leave me alone!”
“Yeah, uh- yeah, sorry.. Can I- get you a drink?” BAD MOVE. She furrowed her brows. I expected her to snap at me again or slap me but-
“I’m only 19. I don’t drink.” Nineteen? No. She looked so much older. Her sweater was down her shoulder by about half an inch and her hair was in half up/down style. She didn’t wear any makeup. Maybe that made her look different than most girls. It’s not like she needed it-
“Oh- I’m sorry.”
“I- I’m sorry if I came off as... angry or whatever. It’s just that so many guys-“
“Yeah, I get it. They’re jerks.”

He seemed to understand. At first, I thought he was like all the other ones. A jerk. Like he said, a crusty, dusty, jerk.
He would look in my eyes every now and then. When I looked at him- let’s just say it was increasingly hard to look away.
“Yeah, heh, they are.”
How did this guy not have a girlfriend? Those hazel eyes. His black hair.
“You know, that drink doesn’t sound so bad...”
“Yeah,” he smiled. “Sure.”

I practically forgot she was 19. She was more mature than any 19 year old I’d ever met. We only had two drinks, which was more than she was used to.
“You’re a lot of fun, you know that?” She went silent. “I didn’t mean it like that- I-“
“I get it.” she smiled. I rubbed my neck, embarrassed.
“I, uh- didn’t get your name.” I said, almost like a mouse.
“Tiffany-“ she said.
“Tiffany... I’m Alex.”
“Alex- nice to meet-“

We talked- we went to somewhere private. We laughed. We- we kissed. I had another drink. And another. I puked. He offered to take me back to the school. I was being stupid, I wanted to stay.
“No-no- Eh.. ehehehe!” I could tell he’d done this before- drank, I mean. He seemed stronger than I was. Smarter than I was.
“Maybe I should take you back to school- Do you have a car? Leave it.”
“No- I took a bab... a cab-“ He looked at me wearily as I slouched down in a chair.
“Let me take you home- just... let me take you home.”

I had dozed off in his car.
“Hey- Tiffany? Tiffany? Wake up-“
“W-where am I?”
“I- uh... brought you back to my place.”
“I-“ she shook her head a rubbed her eyes.
“You were in no shape to walk to your dorm alone-“
“Thank you... I’m so sorry. I was being dumb and-“
“It’s fine. I get it. You can- uh, take an Uber back to campus or you can stay here... I-It’s up to you.”
“Can I- stay here?”
“Yeah! Of course.”
“And, Alex?”
“Yeah?”
“Thank you.”

So this is just a “beta” test story- Idk if it’ll work or if it’s even good, lol- It’s not completed yet, but I wanted some input from you all so I could hear your thoughts. :)