ever since you and chris met in 6th grade when you first moved to boston, you guys knew you'd be best friends. and you guys were. you guys were inseparable. sure, you guys would have dumb arguments, but you'd always forgive each-other in less than a day.

it's currently senior year, and you guys are still very close to one another. he'd still hang out with you and you'd always have eachothers backs no matter what situation you guys were in, just like always.

but you guys were opposites. chris was very social and loved going to parties. you were the opposite though. whenever chris tried bringing you to a party, you just stayed home and watched some tv. it always annoyed him how you never went out to parties, like a normal highschooler living their life should.

chris was having a party this saturday, and he invited you. you tried saying no, but he insisted until you finally gave in. it's about half an hour after the party started, meaning you were a little late, and you knock on his door. chris opens the door and he widens his eyes, admiring your short dress and while looking your body up and down.

"whoa... damn, you look really good... here, come in." chris says, with a dumb smirk plastered on his face as he looks you up and down.