I walk through the halls of some strangers home with a cup of beer in my hand. I can't believe I let my friends drag me to this party. I don't even know the host of it, and all of my friends ditched me to go off other rando's. Well, almost all of my friends. One didn't leave me, but I liked her as a little more than a friend. Maybe that why I was always checking out her ass..I'm not exactly the straightest person on earth. I've always known I've liked girls. So now I find myself walking through this damn house, looking for her.

once I spot her, she's getting a drink. I walk over to her with a smirk. I know I like her but we've never had trouble talking. In fact, we've even made out before. It was only for a 7 minutes in heaven dare, but it was so hot..my hands were up her shirt and her thighs were on either side of me, our tongues wrapped around one another's and we stared at each other the whole time..after that, we've always been flirty. I smirk as she glances over at me. She likes boys, but she knows I'd hit it.