“Was that the last of it?”
“
yes ! that’s it.”
I was then getting into my best friend truck leaving
away from what I call “ the life”, I had slammed the door to the yellow school
bus. The others and I always made fun of her yellow jeep. She cranked the car
up, and on the road we went I lay back and turned the radio on k97.1 and I
blast the little of her speakers she had. The song “ Bands A Make Her Dance”
had came on which reminded me of the very first night we made it to UCA.
My friends and I had been
planning to go on this trip to UCA which was a college in Conway. UCA was
throwing a party Friday and that Saturday of that weekend for their homecoming,
we were aching to attend. All of us had a plan to tell, that plan was going to
get us that weekend to go to a college party and the homecoming. Even though we
look and act of every bit of seventeen, we were determined to see what the
college life was all about. We all told our parents we was only going for the
football game which wasn’t the truth at all, we were itching for the parties.
Being on edge of a lie it had succeeded!
My mother had taken me shopping and I made sure
every outfit was its best. That night before the trip, I had pack all my makeup
and extra things that would make me look like college attire. I didn’t
want to look not even close to a high school student. I
packed everything carefully and made sure I had item in its place.
Before we left I could feel my stomach touching the pricks of
my spinal cord it was all from the excitement. Johnita had flagged Desany down
letting her know we was getting something to eat, and then the argument and
confusion began. Desany want for us at the gas station and commanded 5 minutes
and she was leaving but we didn’t care and knew she wasn’t going to leave. My
crispy chicken nuggets had arrived in 10 minutes after she had told us to me
meet up at the gas station. Johnita then drove off and headed for the E way,
passing Desany, who was still sitting at Bp gas station. At that point, passing
her er noticed she didn’t move. Johnita calls
“Desany! why are you still sitting there?”
“well, I didn’t know ya’ll left yet and ya’ll must know ya’ll
way?”
“yeah , we got GPS just like you do can you just drive ahead
of us?”
“No ya’ll good, since
ya’ll know ya’ll way!”
So after that, conversation began amongst the four of us and
we was annoyed by Desany snotty attitude. We went on almost half of the ride
talking about how bratty she is, and how stupid the situation was. Then as time
pass the truck filled with silence and blasting music. You could see the facial
expressions from everyone imagination , and how everybody zoned out and waited
patiently to arrive.
All
of us friends but three couldn’t come , their parents felt going to a college
campus for anything was a bit too much for high school girls. I heard
everyone’s parent opinion about “growing up to fast” lecture accept for my own
and that’s the only opinion that mattered. Only thing came to my mind was
“YOLO” which means you only live once, after each lecture. I was more focused
on one thing and that was being a teenager and having fun. I think that’s what
adults forget to live and have fun and
stop making life a burden so much. I guess somebody else felt
the same way I did, Vina, she was determine go and she wasn’t taking no for an
answer. Sometimes I swear that girl can be friends with the devil. Her mother
was going to be out of town that weekend and she was going to be far away in
Los Vegas. Her mother had made it clear to her that she wasn’t going because
she was going to be far away and not in reach. Which, I could understand but
Vina didn’t.
My song
was playing and I was imaging myself dancing at the party and I was sucked in
my imagination. Then another call interrupted the ride and it was the bat from
hell, Vina.
“what’s up vee?”
“hey! can you come get me in the morning and I’ll give you
some gas money?”
“Yeah, that’s cool just be up and ready around 7:00”
“Ok cool bye girl”
“yeah”
I started laughing because that girl was determined to come
to Conway but in a way I couldn’t blame her. I couldn’t believe that Johnita
was actually going to get up and drive another two hours going to get her.
That
night we had made it to Conway and at to the party we went. I felt like my
insides was a busy city and everything had crashed. I could have never been
more nervous in my life. It was time to walk in and enter the party, and
jealous girls darted their envious eyes, wondering where we was from. While the
dudes on the other hand watched with lust as we walk passed. I played like I
didn’t notice a thing but really I scanned every person in a second of
time. Other than the attention we cause,
the party was live and full of young individuals that didn’t have rules applied
to them. I stood there searching around the room for a place for me to fit in. Then my
song played and I had the time of my life and I didn’t care who watched or who laughed
at my dancing. All night long we danced and danced on other people. . All
night long we danced and danced on other people. The Dj announced that the party
was over and I was happy my feet ached from pain. I realized it had been 2:00 in
the morning which explain the excessive yawning. At the moment all I could think
of was resting.
I laid back and was happy to be apart from the wild weekend and
I was just ready to cuddle with my sheets. I realized how much I miss my mother
orders and having someone tell me what to do and what not to do. I guess college
was a bit too much for me at seventeen, and I was ok with waiting my turn.
