The After Party

I woke up feeling sick. I had a headache and the sounds of the music had still beat in my head even though the party was long over.

I opened my eyes being affected by the sun light. But once I had gotten use to the shine I looked around the room to find myself in my own room, laying in my own bed.

I had also seen James, sleeping on the chair that was in the corner of the room. He was the last person he wanted to see after seeing him put his tongue down that girls throat.

As I sat up slowly, James had woken up from his chair. "Nice to see you awake." He said with a grin.

"Yep. Nice to see that your not the one with a hangover." I said holding my head as if that was going to make the pain go away.

"Well I've had hangovers before. That's why I know that Advil is the key to heal your poor head." He said childishly. I

"Oh shut up. I wasn't the one with my tongue down somebody's throat almost half the night." I said, once again trying not to sound rude. But as always, I failed. The comment has sounded rude and has hurt at the same time.

James got up from the chair and sat next to me. I could tell he was hurt by my words "No one asked you. I was just trying to help. And plus that 'somebody' was my girlfriend."

I wanted to tape my mouth shut, so no more rude comments came out of my mouth. But before I could realize it, my mouth opened again. "Than let me give you some amazing advice when you see her next time. Get a room."

All James had done at that moment was walk right out my room, slamming the door behind him. But seconds later he came back in before I could get up from my bed.

"Since you want to be such a bitch this morning. You can clean up the mess downstairs." He said barely looking at me.

This time not trying to stop myself any longer. I spoke my mind "Your party. Your mess. You clean it up."

And as I clearly won that fight, he slammed the door once more. This time not coming back.

As I tried to deal with the pain in my head, I heard my phone go off from my bedside dresser.

I checked my phone seeing that it was Jenna who texted me. I got her number last night? I questioned myself.

I opened my phone to see the message.

Jenna: Hey! Want to go get that ice cream?

Me:Um, it's not Monday though. It's Sunday. And you don't have to because I liked the drink.

Jenna:I want to hangout with you some more. Plus I could tell you did because you were drunk. I can't believe what you did though.

I was curious on what she meant by that.

Me: And what exactly did I do?

Jenna: I forgot you probably don't remember. Well, you made out with the captain on the soccer team, Scott Lean.

The captain of the soccer team?! Seriously?! I couldn't believe it.

Me:How do you know that's true?

Jenna: You told everyone to take a good look and than just started making out with him while standing on the table. Everyone was cheering. Usually only Jessica gets crowds like that.

Than I had remembered. Jessica was James girlfriend. And all I could do was smile.

Me: Wow! Jessica must had been jealous.

Jenna:Oh you should have seen her face!

I laughed thinking of what it would have been like to see Jessica's face.

Me: Jenna, can you tell me who Jessica is really? I don't know anything about her.

Jenna: You won't want to. She's the biggest and richest bitch in school. And she's evil. She only has two actually "friends" named Rose and Jamie, who follow her around all day.

Me: Oh I see. So was it a good idea to punch her in the face? Not that I had any idea that I did.

Jenna:Yes and No.

Me: Oh I see.

I put my phone down after saying I would text her later about the ice cream request.

I finally had the strength to stand up on my own two feet. I walked downstairs to the kitchen kicking pasted the trash on the floor. James was in the fridge.

I felt kinda bad about what I had said. Even if I did mean it.

"Hey James. I'm sorry for what I said." I say not making eye contact with him.

He closed the fridge door, than turned to me "It's fine. True siblings get into arguments." he said.

"Well lesson one, never mess with a girl with a hangover." I said laughing.

"I thought that rule was for something else." He said smiling.

I thought for a minute about what he had ment. Than I had finally understood "It's for both idiot. You should know that since you have a girlfriend." I laughed.

"Your right. Good point." He said as we both laughed together.

Finally taking a breather from the laughter I had thought about what Jenna had told me.

"James, I was talking to Jenna and she told me about what I did at the party while I was drunk." I said, wondering if saying anything about it was a mistake.

"I'm sure she did. U can't believe you did that honestly. It was terrible." He said, confusing me.

" why would you say that?" I asked concerned.

"Because that was my girlfriend. The question I should be asking you is why would you do that." He said, as I watched the smile turn into a frown.

I was even more confused than before. What was James talking about? What happened to his girlfriend and what did that have to do with me?

"What are you talking about?" I asked trying to remember myself.

"You punched my girlfriend in the face after making out with Scott! You messed up my whole high school life! My girlfriend hates you and your lucky she didn't get hurt as much!" He shouted.

I punched Jessica? I asked myself. As I thought of it as a good thing. James, on the other hand, had thought of it differently. I had no idea being drunk was such a weakness and a strength. The weakness was James yelling at me. Another weakness was wondering why Jenna didn't tell me about this from the start so I could have known and never asked the question. But the strength was that I punched, who has now put me as number one on her revenge list, in the face. Oh how I wish I had remembered what it felt like when my fist had hit her. It would have been more savoring.

But I knew the only person who would let me talk about it was Jenna. So, I called her after walking past James and walked up to my room, and said yes to her offer.

After putting my phone on my bedside dresser once again. I looked down to see that I was still in my black dress.

I changed into some blue jeans and a green and black stripped shirt. I walked outside to find Jenna parked in the drive way.

I closed the front door and walked to the passenger door, opening it and sitting in the car.

"Hey." She said smiling at me.

" Hi. So question. Why didn't you tell me I punched Jessica while I was drunk? I had to find out from James. Which by the way didn't end so well." I said starring out the window.

"Oh shit. I'm sorry. I must've forgot about it. I was a little drunk too you know. I had a small hangover myself." She said rubbing her head

"That's understandable. Okay. But I got yelled at by James." I said rolling my eyes remembering him shouting.

"Are you okay?" She asked, while starting the car as backing out of the drive way.

" Yeah. He's not my dad. And I'm not going to act like he is." I said still looking out the window.

We sat through the rest of the car in silence till we stopped at the ice cream parlor.

I got a chocolate ice cream cup. While Jenna had bought herself strawberry. We went to a table and sat down.

We sat in silence once again till Jenna broke the silence between us.

"So can we talk about something?" She asked.

"Sure. What do you want to talk about?" I asked her wondering where this conversation would lead up too.

" Its about last night, at the party." She started.

I was once again confused. I didn't want to be reminded of the party. It seemed like that party was bad luck for me. I didn't want to talk about the party anymore. But that was the only thing I could think about.

"Oh no, did I do something else while I was drunk?" I said stressing over the thought of it being possible.

"Actually no. You should remember this. It was during spin the bottle." She said sounding nervous.

"Oh, yes I remember that." I said smiling.

That was the only part of the party the I actually liked. It was interesting and fun to play.

"What about it?" I asked her wondering why should had brought up the subject.

"Well...remember when you chose to do a dare. So someone, I forgot who, said to kiss me twice." She said nervously.

"Yeah, I remember. I got to admit. It was a pretty challenging dare. But you can't go back on a dare." I said smiling at her.

"Right, well I just wanted to say that..." Jenna hesitated.

"What's wrong Jenna?" I asked her, concerned.

" I like you. And I know we just met. But you seem like a very cool person. And I just wanted to be honest with you." She said blushing.

I was shocked. I didn't know Jenna was either lesbian or bisexual. That was never my first thought when I had first met her.

"Jenna, your really brave for speaking your feelings to me. But I'm not into girls and I don't think I ever really will be." I said calmly.

"I understand." she said softly with her head down.

"Hey, don't be sad. I know that I love you like your my best friend." I said trying to get her to at me.

Finally she lifted her head up smiling "Okay. Also there's something else." She said.

"Yes?" I wondered.

"You were my first kiss." She said blushing.

"Well that's better than kissing the captain of the soccer team while drunk. " I said laughing.

We both laughed understanding the joke. I

I could tell that Jenna and I were going to be amazing friends in the future. She's the first person I could trust and feel confident and comfortable telling my real thoughts and feelings around. She was like the sister I always dreamed of having.