It has taken a while but I found the ultimate outfit for the night.

I put on a red dress that had spagethi straps and a bit of lace at the bottom. The color red suits me well, it goes great with my blond hair. I curled my hair a little and put more make-up on than I usually would. I applied both eyeliner and eyeshadow and some clear lipgloss. 

I twirled in front of the mirror one last time before going downstairs.

Jake, my older brother, was already waiting for me. In fact, he was eating some of the snacks for tonight already. "Hey, you look good, sis" He complimented. "Thanks" I smiled. He may be annoying sometimes but he is a good older brother most of the time.

It wasn't long until Nina, my best friend arrived. She looked amazing tonight. Brown hair, a wide smile and a blue dress. Plus cute new glasses that match the color of her dress perfectly.

I asked Nina to come over a bit earlier, in case I needed help dressing up. I did not feel like I needed her advice though, I was quite happy with the result I managed to produce. Well pre-drinks are always a great option. 

The next one to arrive, just as I was about to cheers with Jake and Nina, was - you guess it- Joanna.

Stunning. Black, tight jeans and a white crop top with a black leather jacket. Just like me she had curled her hair just a little, her beach waves being better than mine though. "Hi" She greeted, going to hug first Jake, then Nina and then me.

I wondered how Nina felt about Joannas presence. After all she was hurt more by her than I was. She was the one dating Paul at that time. We haven't talked about it much. It's not that we are very secretive with the other or don't talk about private things much. I just don't want to bring up what could potential still be a sore topic. For a while at least, Nina was definitely hurting. She believed Paul to be her one and only after all and had waited so long to date him. 

I remember so well how happy she was when they first started dating. We had talked about her crush for so long. gossiped about him and watched him from the distance, picturing their wedding. As middle school kids do. When they finally dated she was so content in the relationship. It wasn't super serious, like no 8th grade one is. They went on dates to Olive Garden or the local, public swimming pool or hung out at the beach or either of their homes. She wrote him a love letter for Valentines Day, he always gave her flowers.

Quite frankly I was a little jealous. I wanted a cheesy love story like this. Wanted that someone in my life to do all those things with. Their story sounded like a really badly written romance novel, so cliche, so predictable, so cheesy. Well that was until Joanna came into the picture. 

She flirted with Paul right in front of Nina. Literally, she was there. Yet Joanna couldn't be stopped. Twirling her hair, batting her eyelashes. Being a lesbian, I must admit she was something about her, even at that age. Natural beauty. A killer smile, gorgeus eyes, a nice figure and dreamy hair. Nevertheless how could she? We were young, but certainly not at a age where this was acceptable in any way or form. You don't flirt with someone in front of their eyes. It said a lot about Joanna. She obviously was (and is!) quite self centered and thinks she is better than others (Nina in this case). 

A few weeks later, I had a crying Nina in my bedroom. Paul was now dating Joanna, broke up with her. She was beyond upset and I understood why. Joanna ruined it for her, everything was going so well. Instead I witnissed Paul making out with Joanna a few times, thankfully Nina wasn't with me. 

They did not last long. A few weeks, then Joanna was quick to jump onto the next one.

Anyways enough of the past, back to the present. 

We had our first drink of the night. I might be underaged and I don't drink lots but it's not like I am not used to drinking at all either. I can ex a shot of vodka.

Obviously it didn't stay at one. All of us had quite a few drinks. I had an incredible party. Lots of my friends and college collagues came and Jakes as well. Well past midnight the first people started to leave. By 4 am no one but me, Jake and about 5 others were left. One of them being my best friend Nina and one being Joanna. They were both very tipsy as well, I could tell.

Someone suggested to play a game of truth or dare. I am usually not the biggest fan of that, but I agreed. Mainly due to the alcohol I had consumed, and because I was getting bored of the dancing too. Dancing all night is exhausting, it's like a work out!

So instead we all assembled on the floor, spinning an emptied bottle of vodka in the middle of the circle. 

I answered a couple uncomfortable questions, I don't ever pick dare. Truth is a way safer option!

Jake chose dare at one point and he had to strip to his boxers!

"Joanna, truth or dare?" Charleston, a boy from my year, asked. He used to be in Jake and Joannas year but repeated, so we all know him from high school, and he attends the same college now, but we don't have any of the same classes since he is mostly doing science.

 Joanna picked dare.

"I dare you to kiss...whoever this bottle lands on"

I wasn't surprised by this. Most of the times this game ends up with someone kissing someone. I always avoid that part successfully. 

What I did ABSOLUTELY NOT expect was me getting involved. Joanna spun that stupid bottle and it landed right on me!

Before I could even react much, I felt Joannas presence next to me. She didn't flinch when it was me, she looked at me for a second before sitting down between Nina and I. If I had been sober, I likely would have run away at that point, drunk me leaned in closer though.

Joanna grabbed my face softly, pulling me close to her. I could see her close her eyes before I shut mine. Our lips touched.

The kiss was gentle, sweet. I halfway thought she would just peck my lips for a second, she didn't. She full on kissed me. And she was great at it. Joanna Miller may be annoying, but she is one hell of a kisser.

Eventually we pulled apart. I am pretty sure it wasn't me who did. I would have never thought I would kiss Joanna, THE Joanna and actually enjoy it. Yet here I am.

We continued the night for a little longer, other people kissing and lots of talk about sex and other intimate things. The usual highschool/college kids truth and dare night.

At 5 am we went to bed. We would clean up tomorrow, our parents won't be back until evening time. A few friends had volunteered to come back over and help.

I changed into my pj and my tipsy self fell right into my soft bed.

I closed my eyes, ready to sleep.

Yet I couldn't because one thing wasn't leaving my mind.

Joanna-

The kiss.