I really enjoy being social with people, but I really hate leaving my house. You would think that this would mean I would put more effort into being a good host, so that people would constantly be coming by to visit me, but I also hate having people up in my space. One would think that my solution would be some sort of internet-related video chatting party, but...I find that impersonal, and I find instant messaging systems somewhat frustrating. There are the days, that I manage to force myself to throw parties, though, like New Year's Eve.
I can't really remember where in my life this particular party fell, but I think it would have been somewhere in my grade eleven year, which should have been my grade twelve year. All I remember is that I was over Diana, still oblivious that Kaya had any interest in me, and pining a little over Dee.
I had invited a large group of people over to celebrate the new year and six people ended up coming, but three of them aren't all that important to this particular tale, so I'll just not mention them, because they probably weren't aware that any of this had gone on, and, should they read this down the line, it might skew their view of the entire night.
Kaya and Diana had arrived to the party a few hours early under the pretense that they wanted to help me set everything up, even though there was really nothing to set up. As it turns out, Diana had learned that I had, at one point, been interested in her, and, since then, she had become interested in me. Unfortunately for her, she had grown somewhat...irritating in the previous few months, and talking to her could be a trial because she would turn everything you said into a sex joke. Kaya had wanted to come earlier so she could find out if I was still interested in Diana, and when I told her that I wasn't, she seemed very relieved, which, at the time, I didn't really take notice of.
Kaya was just trying to make sure I wasn't interested in her best friend so that she could think of how best to seduce me. Keep in mind I was fairly prudish in high school, and so unsure of myself that seducing me would have been akin to counting the licks to the centre of a tootsie-pop; it'll take you forever, and you're just going to be disappointed in the end anyway.
While I had two young women already vying for my attention, Dee arrived and let me know that she was going to keep Diana away from me, as she knew that I wasn't interested in her, and that I could do better than her anyway. The thing with Dee is that, had she not had a boyfriend at the time, she and I would likely have been dating each other, so why I thought it was appropriate to invite this assortment of girls to my house, I have no idea, but it quickly became a sexually-charged situation.
Diana spent the majority of the night trying to get my attention through humour, which might have worked had her jokes not been just taking whatever anyone said and somehow making it dirty. After three hours of having every comment you've made turned into something about sex, you're less turned on than you are annoyed. Eventually she gorged herself on chocolate and passed out on my futon, which just meant that everyone else had a bit of peace for a while.
Kaya and I had been whispering to one another throughout the entire night, and at one point she had accompanied me downstairs to help me get...ice cream? I can't remember what the pretense was, but we ended up flirting with one another for a solid half hour before returning to my room empty-handed. "Where are the" ...ice creams? everyone asked, and Kaya and I laughed, turned red, and promptly left the room to do what we had originally intended to do. Apparently the storage room was one sexy place, because we were down there for another ten minutes before we remembered what we were supposed to be doing.
I think it was probably around this time that Dee and everyone else, excluding the passed out Diana, realized that Kaya and I were interested in each other. If not at this point, then it might have been when we made a nest of pillows and blankets on the floor and cuddled together for the next little while, or maybe even later when Kaya asked if she could have the last of the macaroons and I playfully told her no, at which point we became entangled in one another as we play-wrestled for the macaroon that I'm not sure either of us really wanted.
That's when things got weird. Kaya and I had assumed that everyone else in the room had fallen asleep, as no one seemed bothered by Diana's loud snoring, and nobody was speaking outside of myself and Kaya. But the next thing we know, there's a third body thrown in on top of us, as Dee had apparently decided that, since I could do much better than Diana, I could also do much better than Kaya.
It's also possible that, since Dee and I were somewhat attracted to one another, she was possibly a little jealous that my attention was directed toward Kaya instead.
At this point, everything sort of stopped. Kaya and I weren't really sure what to do, because our flirtatious play had been interrupted, and I think that it's at this point that Dee thought to herself "...ohmygodwhatamIdoing?" The first one of us to break the silence was Kaya, with "so...hey. How's it going?" followed by my own "...you enjoying the party?" I guess it's supposed to be nice that Dee did this in trying to make sure that I didn't do anything I would regret, but it was really just a mood-killer. Granted, it would have been pretty skeezy if anything had happened between Kaya and I in a room full of our closest friends, so I'm glad that nothing too scandalous had a chance to transpire, as that would have grown more awkward by the second once everyone else in the room started to wake up, and I'm sure Diana would have had something to say about it all.
So myself, Kaya, and Dee were all wrapped in and around each other, on the floor, in the dark, and none of us were speaking. It was like a game of Twister gone horribly wrong, and it was time for the fourth person's turn, but they had scampered off to the washroom, so we were just left in this limbo of eternal pause.
A few minutes passed before Dee said "...okay, on the count of three we all let go," which, in retrospect, was kind of strange because no one had attached themselves to Dee and she was free to release herself at any point, but Kaya and I agreed, out of sheer awkwardness, and on three we all returned to our lonesome positions.
Dee immediately went to bed feeling an insane amount of awkwardness that I wish I hadn't had a part in. But once we were sure she was asleep, Kaya and I snuck back down to the storage room.
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