The idea of the all night senior party was to keep us contained and not
drinking booze and then driving or doing ill advised sex to each
other. The idea was to mix and reminisce for one last time sign some
yearbooks and tell everyone we would always love them and never
forget them. My problem was that for the second time in my life I was
genuinely in love with a girl and it was driving me crazy with
jealousy. Every time she would go and hug another guy and laugh with
him it was like cold acid was being poured into my brain and I wanted
nothing more than to keep her close to me and out of the company of
possible kissing accident inducing guys. I had a miserable night
purely ruined by my semi-rational fears that my girlfriend would
cheat on me or spark an interest and leave me. I walked around and
talked to some people but I was mostly trying to keep my girlfriend
in sight. I never used to care so much because I could just go find a
more or less interchangeable replacement but this was the first time
since my first girlfriend that I wanted this one and no one else.
Well, in fairness I wanted her to be all mine but I was still looking
to keep my options open. That might not make sense if you are not a
libidinous teenage boy with little empathy and life experience. We
passed the night without incident or much entertainment and I went
home with my friend Cole and my girlfriend went home with her best
friend.
