I was at my friend Garret’s house for his sister, Jordan’s, Graduation party. He and I were only freshman at the time and it was the first party I’d been to. As excited as I was I realized I wouldn’t get laid. Me, myself, and I, stood at an ASTOUNDING 5 foot 4 inches. Tall kid wasn’t I? Of course I’m joking, I was actually one of the shortest kids in my grade, apart from the girls. I only weighed 130 pounds, mostly muscle thankfully, and could bench only 135 pounds. I wasn’t hansom and my hair was always unkempt and had dandruff flakes. In other words I wasn’t exactly a ladies killer.

The party was awesome and a lot of people got wasted. I didn’t know anyone aside From Garret, his sister, one of her senior friends, and a girl that was in my grade. The party soon ended and most of the upper class men were either passed out indoors or gone. Jordan, her friend, and the girl in my grade, her name was Sarah, were sitting in the hot tub when Garret and I stepped out onto their back deck. They called for us to join
them, and us being guys, and freshman guys at that, didn’t miss the opportunity. We hopped into the warm water and sat with the bikini clad girls.

After getting a better look I recognized Jordan’s friend. Her name was Maddison, we had been on the track team together that year. After talking for a bit it was obvious that Sarah was hammered. Her speech was slurred and she often wandered off topic. After chatting for a little longer there was a quiet hiss as the jets kicked on.