I sighed. We pulled up in front of a white brick house, with a navy blue roof. I could hear loud music from inside, and people were drinking outside. I opened the door like a sensible person and walked up the drive. People were everywhere inside. I started to dance. I was having fun, Dancing with friends, until I felt someone's hand trailing down my back. They hooked their finger into my fish net tights. I quickly turned around, and threw my drink in their face. A tall guy, about 18, Stared down at me. "Calm down, princess," he said, and bent down. His hands cupped my face, and he attempted to kiss me. Not before I slapped him so hard across his face, his eyes watered. "I have a boyfriend!" I lied, and then I realized the room had gotten silent. The music had stopped. No-one was dancing.