She introduced me to Emily, Denise, and Bianca. Emily had dated every guy in our grade by the 6th grade. Denise was one of those tag alongs with the popular kids who never really fit in, Bianca was the head cheerleader, and Sara was sort of the ring leader. Ironically, Sara was the nicest. I soon fell into talking with them quite comfortably. I relaxed and began to enjoy myself. Emily was soon telling a hilarious story about Dan, the host of the party who had already passed out, came to, and passed out again. Apparently he had a bit too much punch. Blake soon found me, and he came up and wrapped his arms around my middle, kissing my cheek.
“Wanna dance?” He asked.
“Sure.”
I left my new sort-of friends and we walked 3 rooms over (Dan had a large house) to the room that was blasting with music. I looked around and regretted I’d agreed to doing this. Everyone in the room was dirty dancing.