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    A Life at Brown – (Chapter: The Party)

    Ashley and I walked into the party, the music was loud almost deafening. I think it is Akon’s Bellydancer, I’m not sure though I don’t listen to much music only what Ashley makes me listen too, and that’s her singing so I really don’t mind that.

     

     

    Ashley takes my hand and leads me to the keg, there are guys standing all around, almost as if they were its guardians. 

     

    She pushes her way in to grab two cups and fills them up, she hands me mine. Even though she knows I don’t want it!

     

    Just drink it! She says as she leads us to were they are setting up the stage.

     

    I’m gonna go check on the guys, you’ll be ok! Right? She asks as she rubs my upper arms.

     

    Yes, I’ll be perfect! I say smiling then I lean in and kiss her.

     

    I watch her walk away and start to talk to Jake. He’s the guitarist. He has to be the quietest guy I have ever met, you’ll talk to him and he mostly nods. He never says more then two words in a row, I always thought it was drugs but I guess he never touches them.

     

    I walk towards the side of the stage there is a table sort of to the back but were I can still see. I sit down watching Ashley double look at the spot I stood before, and then she spots me and smiles. That is my Ashley always has to be able to see me and know where I am.

     

    A familiar song starts to play on the speaker, its Down with the Sickness by Disturbed. I know this song it’s more what Ashley listens too.

     

    The guys that are out on the floor dancing start to slam into each other. They are starting a mosh pit in the middle of the floor, some people are scurrying away and others join in.

     

    I watch them all act like asses, seeing Ashley out of the corner of my eye watching them laughing and cheering them on.

     

    I feel the table shake and I turn my attention to a skinny green eye blonde, who is staring at me out off breath.

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