First Dance With You (New Adult Erotic Romance) - Short Story by Clarissa Wild Read Free Book Online Page B

are many girls waiting in line for him.”
    “Come on,” Ryan said, cocking his head. “Please just say yes. We need to celebrate tonight. You’re new, so get to know everyone in the building a little.”
    “Oh, alright. I’ll come,” I said.
    Both of them smiled and Becky burst out in cheers. “Yes!” she said and threw her arms around me. “I’ll make sure she looks nice.”
    “Cool, see you tonight then,” Ryan said and winked, before taking off again.
    “Need to prepare for the party, Em,” Becky said. “The venetian theme requires a mask, so I’m gonna go to the mall now and get us one. You can look through my outfits if you want, pick something you like. See ya!” she yelped before leaving.
    I heaved a sigh and sat down on the bed again. Finally it was quiet. I already felt way out of place here.
    Someone knocked on my door and I turned my head. It was Kevin.
    “You okay?” he asked.
    I straightened my back and looked at him with what dignity I had left after that awkward conversation with Becky. “Yeah. Fine, I guess.”
    “So, what was t hat all about? Venetian masks?”
    “Oh, you heard that?”
    “It’s hard not to hear her screams. Anyway, you’re going to that party then? That’s not really like you, Emily.”
    “Well, it was hard to say no. Besides, they’re right. My parents can’t control my life anymore. Not here. I’m finally free. I should take advant age of that, if only a little.”
    Kevin’s eyes widened.
    “I don’t mean that I’m going overboard. It’s just a party. Can’t be that bad, right? And if I don’t like it, I can leave,” I said and cleared my throat.
    “Yeah, of course. I just don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to.”
    I smiled. “Thanks, Kev.”
    He nodded and smiled back. “Well, gotta go. Have to … pickup something,” he said and then left again. Why he was in such a hurry, I didn’t know, but it was the last thing on my mind. I was too busy figuring out what this party would be like and how I should be dressed and god knows what Becky would return with. I wondered if I’d be able to survive it all.
     
     
    ***
     
     
    The music was so loud, I could feel the floor tremble under my feet. Becky had dressed me in one of her fancy white dresses, accompanied by a silvery pink mask. It looked a little too skimpy for my taste, but this was probably part of the theme, so I just went with it.
    Becky guided me to the dorm lounge where the boxes boomed and people shouted, booze was spilled and girls were dry humping guys. I stood at the door, gawking everyone, while Becky came back with two tiny glasses. She pushed one into my hand.
    “Drink!” she said and I looked at the glazy liquid inside, wondering what the hell it was. She gulped it down and waited for me to do the same. I winced when the hot liquid streamed down my throat, almost making me gag. It burned and it tasted bitter. Yuck!
    For a second I felt a little lightheaded.
    “Whoa, hold on,” Becky said and she supported me. “Guess you haven’t had much to drink either if you’re already stumbling around after one shot.”
    “Never had one in my life. What’s a shot?” I asked, taking in a large breath.
    She laughed and shouted in my ear, because the music was making us deaf. “Strong alcohol, sometimes mixed.”
    My pupils dilated. “What? But we can’t drink yet!”
    She frowned. “Who cares? Almost eighty percent of college life is drinking or being drunk, so you’d better get used to it.”
    I looked around the room to see if I recognized anyone, but of course it was useless. Half of them were wearing extremely decorated masks that covered their entire face, others were only partially covered, but still I didn’t know them.
    “I’m going to see if I can find Ryan,” Becky shouted and then walked off out of sight.
    The music shifted into something a little more smooth and soft, almost as if they were encouraging couples to do a slow dance. Many people found