I had been up since 6am. It was now about 9pm. I had been moving all day. My bed was made and thats where I planned on spending my night. My roommates were stirring around the idea of a party in "The U District"that night. I had no choice but to go, I mean I just moved out. I could do what ever I wanted and be out until the sun came up if I chose so. The only thing I fretted was my outfit. Yeah it was a college party and I had a UW tee on so it was acceptable I guess. But my hair was a mess, I had no makeup on, and my toe nail polish was just about all chipped off. We loaded up in the car, headed for Seattle, and blasted music and sung and danced in the car. We pulled up to the house and went in. It was your average party- beer pong, music, and loud drunk college students. I was of course very under dressed but I got compliments on my shirt. The house got crowded after more people showed up so we went out on the balcony and continued our fun there. Although it was quieter, I heard music blasting and a crowd of people a block or two away. "What is that noise"? I asked. A college boy replied "Club Fusion". My roommates gave me that "are you thinking what Im thinking?" look. I was in for it.
It was decided, we were going to go clubbing. We left the house party and headed down to the gas station a few blocks away to get cash out for our covers. We approached the club and got in the long line. While many girls were all dolled up and sexy, I was in yoga pants and a tee. How was I going to get in wearing that? We stood waiting in line while cars drove by and blared horns, music blasted, and watched the streets come alive. My roommates and I peered over to see a group of four guys headed over to the line to get in. We giggled and joked about seeing them in the club. After 20 minutes we finally got through the doors. Good thing the bouncer thought I rocked yoga pants and a tee. We made our way to the dance floor and got down a little bit. We danced together so that random guys wouldn't just grab us and grind on us- even though it happened regardless. After a couple songs we sat at a table and chatted. It wasn't long before a few guys bought us red bulls and wanted to dance. We declined dancing but gladly took the red bulls, after all it was about 12am and I was exhausted! No more then a few seconds later we had more red bull on our table and the empty seats were taken up by some guys asking us a million questions. We were getting very annoyed and continued answering questions with short one word answers in hopes that they would go away. But did they...NO!
After minutes seemed like hours with these guys, I wondered why me? Im in yoga pants and a tee. I wasn't all done up and fancied. Had no dress or sexy outfit on. My boobs weren't on display but the yoga pants did give my booty a nice snug fit leaving nothing to the guys imagination. While I was lost in that thought, I looked up to find another group of guys at our table. By then I was dumbfounded. After further evaluation, I looked over to my roommate and said "these guys are the four we saw outside in line!" with a huge smile on my face. What were the chances? The annoying guys left and again left the red bulls to us. The four guys we giggled and joked about outside stuck around and talked to us for a few minutes. They seemed different and one of the four had his eyes on me. They asked us to dance we didn't hesitate. We danced for a few songs and decided it was getting late. We all swapped numbers, gave hugs, and left all smiles.The car ride home consisted of more music, dancing, drinking red bulls, and texting the guys. I was tired but I was wired on energy drinks and good feelings. We pulled up to the house and I prepared to get into bed. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and removed my contacts. As I was headed to the living room to tell my roommates goodnight and that I had a great time, "The guys are going to be here in a couple minutes" was shouted very happily. I wasn't to thrilled. Its 2am and here I am exhausted, tired, looking like blah, and now the guys are coming over?! I rushed back to the bathroom to comb my hair, put chap stick on, and put some body mist on. I had to look a little more acceptable. Sure enough not even 5 minutes past and we heard a loud car pull up followed by our door bell ringing and in poured the four guys.
Danny, Corey, Patrick, and Paul were there names. They were all in the army, and were friends. We smoked hookah, chatted, and just laughed. Patrick had seemed to be interested in me. We talked and sat by each other. He sure made me laugh and I felt great with him around. I found him eyeballing me more then just a few times. I just wasn't interested but there was something different about him. My dating history isn't something I regret as it formed standards, but I wasn't ready to give myself up again. He was sweet and offered to help me finish my move but I kindly declined. After all I just had my clothes to move and I was more then capable. It was getting very late and the guys left about 4am. I hugged Patrick and we both said "text me sometime". The "loud car" started up and roared until it faded in the distance. I climbed into bed, sent Patrick a few texts, and drifted off to sleep in small thoughts. Little did I know my life would be forever changed....
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