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"Cody! Hurry up man, we are going to be late!"

"No, you are going to be late John. I wasn't invited."

John and I are headed to a party that he was invited to by a group of girls at school this morning. John always seemed to be popular with both girls and guys while I am just the child hood friend he keeps along probably out of pity. I'm not ungrateful to him though. It's just after so many times of constantly getting overlooked because of a person right next to me, kind of wears on me after a while. At first I was excited the first few times John invited me in high school, and try to wear my best clothes to try and impress some girls at these parties. After it though I realized I was always going to be a side attraction compared to him, and I got less and less enthusiastic about the meet-ups and parties. The sad thing is, I can't even blame people for completely overlooking me for him. He is the most athletic guy in our class, has jet black flowing hair, not a blemish of acne on his face, sky blue eyes, and a smile everyone swoons over. It was a stark contrast to my dirty brown curly hair, dark brown eyes, a clumsy body, and socially awkward personality. As we walked to the party, you could visibly see the difference in our personalities. With John, he had is chest out, head held high, and that ever charismatic grin on his face. While I, had a hood on, walked slowly, and an indifferent bored glare on my face. I really wasn’t feeling this party, but I didn’t want to come off as rude to John and completely reject his kindness. As we rounded the corner, you could see all the cars outside the house where the party was being held. Right before we got there though, John wrapped his massive arm around my head and shook it slightly. He snatched my hood off and joked, “Come on man! You’ll never get a girl looking like that. Lighten up, and have some fun alright! I know you’ll get a girl this time!”

I looked up at his priceless grin, and couldn’t help but give an exasperated grin back as I told him, “Sure… tenth time’s the charm.”

We walked into the bustling array of lights and people, and all at once John was flocked. God, I hate this! It’s like I don’t even exist to these people because I don’t fit their ideal man, or have the ideal personality traits. It feels like the only one that sees me for me is John, and he is helping the thoughts I have driven home even further by attracting all of these shallow people. I eventually made my way to the corner of the living room, and just sat down with a drink in hand. I watched as the show of lights, people, and sounds went on in my little silent cocoon. I could see small groups forming around the room, but all of them ignored me. I pulled out my phone and started looking on social media to see what was trending when a girl walked over and sat on my lap. I jumped from shock. She put her armed around me, and started running her finger down my face. She was a beauty with red hair, blue eyes, and a slender seductive body. I eventually stammered out, “Hello? Do I know you?”

“Shut up,” She implored me, “Just enjoy this.”

She moved her hands all across my body while she laid her lips onto mine. I could feel the bulge in my pants growing as the situation continued to escalate. When she finally released her lips from mine, you could see a string of saliva between us. Breathing heavily, she grabbed my hoodie, and pulled me into an empty room in the house. What the hell is happening?! Is this how I lose my virginity? Will I lose it to a nameless beauty whose name I don’t even know? She pushed me down on the twin sized bed in the room, and immediately went down on me, kissing me again. Again, the bulge in my pants grew bigger as I got more excited and worked up. I couldn’t shake the feeling; however, that this isn’t how I wanted my first time to go. Something about this situation didn’t seem right to me. The Red-Headed Mistress stopped her sloppy kisses, and sat up while still sitting on my body. She then proceeded to start to undress. As she was taking her top off, I grabbed her arms, stopping her from her action. I looked up at her shocked eyes, and told her, “Sorry for making you go this far and stopping you, but I really don’t feel comfortable doing this. I mean, I don’t even know your name or anything else about you. Don’t you feel like this is pretty weird?”

Her look of shock on her face, slowly twisted to a look of disgust I am far too familiar with. She shoved her top down, and hurriedly got off of me. She seemed like a different person from what she was a minute ago. She started to walk off back through the door, but turned around and told me, “You’re so fucking weird, no wonder no one would hang out with you if you weren’t friends with John. I was just doing this because John dared me to do it during truth and dare. Everyone thought you would gladly accept it like anyone else would because I’m ME! Don’t you realize I’m the hottest girl here, and you reject me like THAT?! It doesn’t matter. I knew you didn’t have the balls to accept it, so I went along with the dare. You are honestly pathetic. Maybe John can finally notice me, now that I did such a huge favor for his friend. GOOD. BYE!”

She left me there in the room, sitting on the bed in a void of loneliness. For some reason, I felt more alone now than ever. Should I have just accepted what that girl had to offer me? Outside the room I could hear the roar of laughter starting from what had to be the story that girl was telling about what just happened. This is so fucking stupid! Why is it, that since I don’t want to have sex with a person, I met literally that night and no nothing about her, not even a name, that I am the weird one? I don’t even know what John’s aim for this was. Was he trying to help out and get me out there? Or was he just trying to make me look even worse in front of everyone since he knew I wouldn’t go through with it? I could feel my face starting to burn with anger and embarrassment as I looked down, but just then the door started to creek. I looked up, and it was none other than John who entered the room. He sat down beside me on the bed, fingers crossed and head down like mine. I could still hear the people laughing in the other rooms, but John looked somber. Still looking down, he told me, “Sorry Cody, I didn’t think things would turn out this way. I just wanted to get you out there a bit, and give you some experience in the sexual field. This is all my fault.”

I saw in his down-turned face, and his somber tone that he was sincere. I asked him, “So how’d you get away from that group of people?”

“I told them I was going to use the restroom.”

I laughed a little bit. If they knew he was going in here then everyone would have followed him. I got up from the bed, and told him, “I don’t know about you, but I have had enough of this party. Want to go back home, or you still want to stay here for a bit?”

He got up beside me, and gloomily and sarcastically said, “Yeah, they weren’t any pretty girls here anyway.”

I bursted out laughing at his statement. If only that girl could hear what he said. We walked out of the bustling party, and down the rainy streets of town. We stopped at a bus stop, and waited for the bus to come, passing the time by talking about things we did when we were young. The bus finally came, and the bus driver waved to us as we entered. We barely paid attention to him, and waved back to him. We were the only ones on the bus, but we thought nothing of it. If we were paying attention though, we would have realized that the bus driver had hooves instead of legs and feet…

▌│█║▌║▌║To be Continued║▌║▌║█│▌