The days passed by and i kept making friends in classes, however it takes some time until you go to parties with them, obviously.
Besides, all of us were underage at the time, so the first party i went to, i got invited by the daughter of my dad's friend.
It was in the house of one of her boyfriend's friend, in that same place i met one of my long time friends nowadays, we will call him Ani, quite easy right!
Ani was there, he was good with the bass and he was showing this others girl sister, we didn't talk much that day, but along the next months we would run into the same friends.
That day i also got drunk for the first time, got my first kiss for the first time as well and ended up sleeping in somebody elses house that ended up becoming friends with me for the next year.
So what is to be drunk and kiss for the very first time coming from a strict catholic family/religion?
First all i remember is me convincing this guy of how much i loved chemistry "way to go mary" you all must be thinking. (Very nerdy, no question)
Afterwards i just remember flashbacks of darkness, comfy couch, kiss, kiss, maybe another one? i wake up finally next day and i realize i'm somewhere else, in a bed, i understand now.... i kissed the guy there D:
my first thought? "omg, i need to go to church"
I got out of bed, said hello to my friend (the one i ended up kissing was his brother) and left to go running to my other friend house (the girl who took me to the party) cause i didn't know how to handle a hangover or the kiss+religion freak out.
The End.
