It was new years eve. My parents let Me go to a party.

I am not exactly popular at school, but I got an invitation anyway. My parents said yes cause they thought I was old enough, but I'm only a freshman. I didn't understand, but I didn't argue.

I knew all the girls there would be wearing dresses and heels, so I, of course, choose my regular outfit. A tank top, hoodie, and my trusty black skinny jeans.

"You're going to go like that?" Kaitlyn laughs from the top of the stairs.

"You're damn right." I smile. "I'll be back." I say and walk out the door into my friend Nic's car.

We weren't good friends, but we occasionally talked and he has had a crush on me for a while, so I thought I'd ask him for a ride since my friends declined.

The ride to the house was silent. Until Nic spoke. "Uh, party was moved to my house. My parents aren't  home and word got out I guess." He says.

"Cool." I smile. "Wait, you just left people there?"

"No no." He laughs. "People haven't started arriving yet."

Nervousness flows over me.  "Oh. Okay."

His hand tensed on the steering wheel.
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We got to his house and right away people starting showing. Soon I could barely walk through without bumping into some one. I spent most of the time in the kitchen with Nic handing out drinks.

After a bit of silence and no one getting anything Nic turns to me. "Want something?" He asks.

"I don't know. Whats good?" I ask and he smiles, I shouldn't have said that.

He hands me a bottle of beer which looks nothing like the cans he's been giving to the guests. "I bought these for me cause I can't stand the cans."

He smacks of the lid and hands to me. "Thanks." I take a sip and it burns going down my throat and I almost spit it out. "No thanks." I laugh and hand it back. "Wine?" I ask

"Sure thing, malady." He laughs and hands me a bottle.

"I'll just drink it out of here." I laugh and he nods. As soon as I take a drink it warms me up and I smile. "That's the stuff." And we laugh. 
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A couple minutes before the ball drops Nic and I find ourselves in the crowd with a pretty good view of the tv, which is in front of a widow. I swear I keep seeing the bushes move and I saw an arm. Minutes pass and I drink my whine when it's all gone I put the bottle on a table and return to Nic as the countdown starts.

"19"
"18"
"17"
And Nic carries on as he grabs my hand to get me jumping with every one else. I am obliged and began jumping.

"5"
"4"
"3"
And Nic stops me from jumping and looks down at me. He wraps me in a bug hug.

"2,1" he whispers in my ear.

Every one around us is kissing and he just smiles at me. Making no move.

I hate to say, I later regret it, but I grab is face and kiss him lightly.
"Thankyou." I whisper and I swear I hear someone fall out of a tree outside and yelp.

A popular girl, who never liked me, stops kissing her boyfriend,- funny, he isn't the one she was kissing at the Christmas eve party. She steps closer to me and she yells.

"New year, new me." She yells. And I swear, I didnt mean to. But I punched her right in the nose. "Doubtful." I laughed and walked into the kitchen leaving a room full of silent teenagers and a quiet sob from the girl.

Nic runs in after me. "Hey?" He asks as I slide down the wall and sit on the floor. He slides down by me.

"I'm fine," I smile.

"If you say so. You need a ride home?" He asks.

I laugh. "Ha no. You shouldn't be driving. Can I stay here?" I ask. "I can text my sister cause my parents are already sleeping."

"Sure. Let me show you to your room." Nic jumps up and extends his arm out for me.

Right when we reach the stairs I hear a loud noise like a wine bottle smashing on the floor, because that us exactly what it is.

"Shit." I say. "I'll go get that."

"I'll help." He smiles as we push through the crowed of leaving kids.

I see the chick I punched hunched over crying with a tissue held to her nose. I almost laugh.
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After everyone left I texted my sister and asked her to tell mom and dad in the morning and I ignored her texts and calls. I would not take no for an answer. Nic got to properly show me to my room. "Hold on." He says and leaves the room, soon to return with pyjamas just my size.

"Thanks, Fam." I laugh and he leaves so I can change.
He doesn't come back in the room so I venture out and look for his room.

I've never been to his house but I'm sure it's his room when I reach a door with a bunch of 'keep out' posters.

There is a noise on the inside. A quiet song plays. But it isn't a quiet one. Its a head banging kind of song. Its not meant to be played low. And I know this song anywhere. Instead of knocking I just sit out there and listen to the unmistakable Helena by My Chemical Romance.

I place three soft knocks on the door. A can hear shuffling and the door opens.

"Sorry to disturb your MCR, but uh, can I borrow a hoodie?" I look at my feet.

"Is it too cold in your room? I can turn up the heat or-"

"No. Its not that. I just usually sleep wearing a hoodie and mine has wine all over it." I shrug.

"Sure thing, Princess." He laughs and throws a Green Day hoodie at my face.

"Thanks, Nic." I laugh and stand awkwardly in the door. "Uh. Good night." I say and turn when he grabs my arm.

"Thanks for coming, Anne." He smiles and releases me to fall asleep.

"I'm keeping this." I whisper as I open my door.
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I finally updated. Yeah, it's a flashback. I am going to have a couple chapters like this. Is that okay?
HAPPY NEW YEARS. I HOPE THIS YEAR IS YALLS YEAR MAKE THE MOST OF IT.