It was a crazy night... I'm going to start with a little personal background so that you can understand why I reacted the way that I did.

I grew up in a home with an alcoholic father. I hated him and I hated watching him drink. When I was nine my curiosity got the best of me, and while my parents were fighting I poured myself a glass of whiskey. It was the most disgusting thing I had ever tasted. I didn't understand why anyone would drink it. My mother once told me it was an acquired taste. I still don't understand why anyone would want to make themselves like something that tastes so gross.

My guidance counselor in Florida told me that children of alcoholics typically go in one of two ways: 1) They abuse alcohol themselves, or 2) they dislike alcohol and won't touch it.

Since I took my sip of whiskey at the age of nine, I have fallen into the second category. But I don't just dislike alcohol - I hate it!

Now onto the party...we got there and it was crazy - loud music, house practically trashed and lots of drinking. There were no parents to be found. I left Alex and Jennifer to look for Dave. When I found him he was drinking a beer. As the night went on Dave was becoming more and more drunk and I was becoming more and more uncomfortable. People kept trying to push drinks on me which made me even angrier.

I finally decided to look for Alex to give me a ride home, but I couldn't find him anywhere. So as I'm looking around, guess who I run into? This shouldn't shock you since he makes every entry in this blog - Josh.

I asked him if he was drunk and he said no. I asked him if he'd been drinking at all and he said no. He asked me if I was okay and I told him that I wanted to go home. I told him that I was supposed to go home with Dave but I didn't want to now that he was drunk. Josh said he'd drive me home, but I didn't want him to miss the party. He said he wasn't really interested the party, and took my arm and we started to leave.

On my way out, I spotted Lindsay and Jennifer. I quickly told them that I was leaving. Lindsay seemed annoyed and James for drinking, so I made her promise me that she wouldn't get into the car with him. Jennifer said she would drive Lindsay home.

When Josh and I got outside he asked me if I wanted to go to the diner to get a snack. I think he could tell how angry I was at Dave and I needed time to cool down before going home.

We went to the diner, and it was like the night at the baseball game back in April. We just click. I can't explain it, because I've never experienced it before. It just feels to easy when I'm with him. We got to the diner at eleven o'clock and we didn't leave until after 1 a.m.!

Actually, I almost got in trouble with Aunt Lu. I made Lindsay promise me that she'd call me when she got home. Well, I wasn't there when she called so Aunt Lu got worried. Lindsay told her that I left with Josh, so Aunt Lu called Mrs. Anderson who then called Josh's cell phone and told him to tell me to call Aunt Lu. I told her where I was and what had happened and asked if I could stay a little longer. She was cool with it.

Anyway, when Josh and I got home, we stood in my front yard talking for awhile. I was telling him about Natalie when a car pulled up and almost hit Josh's car! I could see his jaw tense up as Dave got out of the car. I don't know why I did it, but I kind of stepped behind Josh to shield myself from Dave.

Dave was trashed! He was yelling at Josh for "stealing his date" and then at me for leaving him. He had promised me that he was sleeping over at the party before I left, so I was annoyed that he was driving in the state he was in.

Josh tried to calm him down but Dave was nuts. Josh's dad must have woken up from the commotion because he came outside and told Dave he was going to call the police. Dave quickly shut up. I guess he knew that he'd be in big trouble if the police caught him underage and drunk. Mr. Anderson and Josh took Dave home.

I went inside and went up to bed but I couldn't sleep. I sat up and was staring out the window at Josh's window. When I saw his light go on, I stood up and walked over to the window. (At this point it was almost 3:00 a.m.) I motioned to him and when I finally got his attention I moved as close to the window as possible and asked him how things went with Dave. He was trying to answer me, but we were having a hard time hearing each other so he told me to meet him outside.

When we got outside, we met on my front porch and he filled me in on what happened with Dave. Apparently Mr. Anderson was really mad because Dave was being a jerk in the car, so when they got to Dave's house Mr. Anderson knocked on the door and ratted Dave out to his parents. Josh told me Dave won't be doing too much more celebrating for a while. His parents were really mad.

We talked a little longer, but when Josh looked at his watch and saw it was - yikes! - 4:00, he said he needed to go to bed. He said he has to be at work by 10:00. I apologized for keeping him up all night and ruining his evening. He just smiled at me and told me that he had had a great time at the diner and he didn't mind helping me out.

We said good night and then I went inside and tried to sleep. All I could do was think of Josh as I drifted off to sleep.

Now I have to drag my exhausted butt out the door with Aunt Lu to pick up Natalie at the airport.

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