You leave your house feeling excited ready to burst! Saturday night parties are the best thing EVER! The dopamine in brain about to overflow( which is a good thing and you should feel like that more often). In the car you start to think about all the new friends you’re going to make, how popular you’re gonna get in the next few hours. But then you remember that after being super excited, being really nervous is the next step. Your heart starts to pound uncontrollably (Not that you can control it in the first place). You start to picture every scenario that could go wrong. You start to think “What if i spill punch all over me and everybody laughs” or “What if i say something really stupid to the popular kids” and “ I might accidentally let it slip that I don’t drink”. There are over 1 million things that could go wrong in this crazy world, so to avoid over thinking things like this, take a risk and dive in head first. You arrive at the party and you step out of the car. Your legs are all wobbly, your head is spinning like a carousel and you can’t think straight. You start to think to yourself “I can’t get drunk from just breathing air… right?”. You take one deep breath to clear your head but all you smell is beer and weed. The second you step into the huge party mansion, you feel the vibration in the walls from the music. You feel it creep up in your body and make the hairs on your neck stand up. You start to bop your head to the beat, before you know it, you’re shaking your head so hards you can feel your brain move in your skull. The night goes by quick. You took one gaze at the clock and realized you should have been home 2 hours ago. You sprint to the nearest bus station and get on without hesitation. You start to think of all the things you did : You gave a few boys your phone number, you made friends, you played spin the bottle for the first time, ect. This night was the night I became a real teenage girl...
