My first story, hope y'all like it!
Chapter one: the meeting
It was Halloween night, and I had found myself at a rather rambunctious party. Lots of people, loud music, and other things befitting of a high school party. Everything I disliked. “how did I get myself into this,” I asked, and then remembered. My friend Blake wanted me to attend a party at least once in my senior year, and a Halloween party was fine by me. My “costume” was pretty simple; a hoodie with a skeletal design, and jeans. As far as I was concerned, this was an everyday outfit. The party wasn't too bad, there were some really cute girls in witch costumes, which I spent most of the night ogling at from afar. One in particular was wearing orange and black striped tights, so most of my shameful creeping was directed at her. I think she noticed, because when she walked past me she gave me a playful wink. At this point I was tempted to tell Blake I wanted to go home, but that one witch was so endearing, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I told myself, “this isn't me, I'm terrible with girls,” but every time I snuck a peek at her tights-clad legs, down to those black shoes hiding her feet, I felt confidence building. Eventually I walked up to her. “hey…” I said, trying to sound smooth. I probably sounded awkward, or desperate. Millions of scenarios played out in my head, none of them pleasant.
“Hello,” she replied with a bubbly smile. Now that I was looking at her face, I realized just how charming she was. Her bright blue eyes were calming, framed nicely by her auburn hair. Her gray dress teased a slight cleavage, and a small orange bow was tied at the chest. I wasn't sure if it was cute or sexy. Orange seemed to be the motif, with lots of orange ribbons and accents. It was certainly Halloween-y.
“I'm Timothy,” I said, keeping my words to a minimum. It lowered my chances of fucking up.
“I'm Emily. Nice to meet you.” her smile never faded once during our conversation. “do you like the party?”
“Yeah, it's great!” that was only a half-lie, meeting her was the highlight of the night. To my surprise, we hit it off quite well. She wasn't even that turned away by my creeping on her tights. I tried to avoid Blake so I didn't need to deal with the embarrassment of him congratulating me. I asked her if she wanted to go outside and she agreed. We walked out around the backyard, chatting mindlessly until she asked me something I wouldn't expect.
“hey, do you want to come over to my place? I’m actually having a few friends over later tonight and I think you'd get along with them well.”
I was dumbfounded. How had I been so successful with a girl I've never seen in my life? I agreed, naturally, and even offered to drive her there. She agreed, and we got in my car and drove off. I hope Blake wouldn't mind if I left.