My Night

Listening to: Jason Mraz - Unfold
Feeling: neurotic
Tristan and I met this fall in our first year at college. We've been dating for a little over three months now and since we're always in college I don't get to see his family much. Well tonight I went over to his house for the second time and it has been quite an interesting night. First, his dad came home while Tristan was feeding the dogs and the first thing he did was walk right over to me and start talking about random things. I was nervous and it was probably obvious because next thing I know he's talking about this egg nog he made and he wanted me to try some. I agreed and when he came back with a pretty big glass of it he asked me how old I was. I told him I was 18 and he said, "Oh well, just don't have too much." So it obviously had alcohol in it. I felt a little awkward since the last time an adult offered me alcohol was NEVER. I tried to drink it slowly but I hadn't had anything to eat or drink the entire day so I drank it pretty fast. That thing was LOADED with alcohol. I could taste more alcohol than anything else. Well, considering the fact that I hadn't eaten anything at all, it got to me pretty quickly. My head started feeling a little funny and when Tristan walked in I couldn't stop laughing. I tried to calm down because his parents wanted to play Scattergories but I was definitely not being the quiet, shy person I normally am when I still don't know people very well. I wasn't being obnoixious though, so I doubt he attributed my change in behavior to the egg nog. I wonder if he gave it to me on purpose since he noticed I was nervous... who knows. So after the egg nog wore off Tristan and I watched a movie and after that we were finding it hard to keep our hands off of each other so he told his parents he was bringing me home. Well we had other plans and he brought me to the park a few miles away from my house. The parking lot is visible from the road, even at night, but only if you're looking hard. We figured no one would be looking hard since we had been there many a time before and had no problems. Well things were getting pretty intense. I was completely naked and Tristan had his shirt off. Then we saw headlights but we figured it was just someone driving by. WE WERE WRONG. The lights were getting brighter and brighter so I screamed and Tristan jumped into the front seat. I was yelling at him to drive while I searched everywhere for something to cover myself with. I found my jacket as the SUV drove right by Tristian's car and managed to quickly cover myself. I was still yelling at Tristan, who was driving into a snow bank and helplessly bumping into the blinker switch and flashing his lights. Finally he managed to drive the car out of the park, after the SUV had already left. I couldn't see the driver of the vehicle so I didn't know if it was my parents. Tristan and I were freaking out and we didn't know what to do so he was going to just bring me home. As we were on our way to my house, only about a minute or less away, a blue truck [the same kind my step-dad has] drove slowly by us. The truck quickly stopped, pulled into a driveway, and turned around. I screamed at Tristan to floor it and we took off down the road, making a quick left in the opposite direction of my house. We kept driving and driving for about half an hour and came up with a plan. I would buy something at Wal-Mart and tell my parents that we went to Wal-Mart and Denny's if they asked where I had been. My parents had been hanging out with their friends tonight. Their friends usually leave at about the time Tristan and I were at the park and they drive an SUV. They're the kind of people who would stop and check the park if my parents suggested it as a joke. They could have then called my parents from a cell phone and said there were some kids in the park and my step dad would have just been on his way to check it out. I think Tristan and I overreacted. But at least we played it safe and now we have an proven allibi, my walmart purchase. I definitely don't feel like I've graduated from high school and have been in college for a semester. I can't wait to get back to school in 2 weeks. Break sucks. So anyway I got home and my parents were asleep. I'll find out tomorrow if they know anything and I'll make sure to post the results.
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yeah break has been mildly rowdy.. could be a whole lot better, but whatever- strict parents suck. my gpa this semester was pure luck.. or karma- i deserved a 3 even though i didnt necessarily eeeearn it :)
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