So me and Karly are dancing, laughing, & just having a good time in general…. and then it happened
So it all starts off with a Thursday night & a couple of friends.
It was my first semester at a university & my first real college party. Of course I was excited because my bestfriend & I had been talking about it all week (we'll call her Karly), so it's a Monday we found out about the party and we're talking about what we're gonna wear and how we'll do our makeup and who's going to drive. Typical way to get ready for a party right ? Okay well fast forward to Thursday. (This is the really good part trust me)
It's Thursday finally and I'm at Karly's house getting ready doing makeup trying to find the right outfits. Mind you it's January and we're in Texas so during the day it's pretty warm but at night it's FREEZING. Well we both decided to wear shorts ( bad idea, this should've been warning #1). We get to the party with two of our other friends (we'll call them drew & mike).
We get to the house and there's people outside, people inside, people in the street. Just people everywhere in general. So me and Karly are dancing, laughing and just having a good time in general… and then it happened. A fight breaks out inside and so everybody trying to get away goes outside well it decided to start pouring down. Like no joke it was like the sky just cracked open out of nowhere. Let me remind you we're in shorts and tennis shoes. No. Jacket.
That's not even the bad part. The worse part is our "dates" (using the term loosely) left us ! Yup they ran to their car forgot about us and left. So I'm trying not to freak out because I'm soak and wet and cold and at this point just want to get home.
Karly calls the boys and they apologize over and over and say they're turning around. We finally get in the car and our once voluptuous curls are no longer in existence & we look like a mime the way our makeup is running down our face.
So of course we stop at whataburger & of course it's PACKED I'm talking drive thru is packed & the inside is no better. We decide to just go inside and order. I order and pay and sit at one of the tables and wait. So apparently this other guy ordered the exact same thing as me but he had a shake with his, the girl hands it to me I grab my spicy ketchup and we head out. Now I'm thinking nothing of the fact that the meal came with a shake and I ordered a sprite I just chalked it up as maybe the girl didn't hear me correctly & I was too tired to tell her.
So the guy comes running out yelling "Hey that's mine !" So let me just say this wasn't my proudest moment but the shake was so good I ran to the car and told Drew to just take off. He did.
So in the end I was rained on, left behind, and technically stole someone's milkshake but I will always remember my first college party.