Day 1
I felt set aside. Though surrounded by friends and generally having a good time, I felt set aside.
I know it was my birthday and I was supposed to be thrilled by finally hitting the big one-eight. But as I let my eyes wander to my friends I couldn't help wanting what they had right there.
Dennis & Juliet. They fell in love just 6 months ago, and they obviously still has that same heat between them. Not to mention Frankie & Johnny. They found each other back when we were only 15, and they're still together. Only Christine and me was the single ones at this party. Ironically enough I've had a crush on Christine since the day she developed breasts. And that is quite some years ago now.
Christine was sitting and chatting with Juliet looking more stunning than ever. A perfect mixture of Jennifer Love Hewitt and MΓ€dchen Amick. I shook my head a little. Damn.
Why have you never said anything to her? You might ask. Good question. I have never had the courage to tell her. And she is usually always involved with some guy. And I'm always deadly jealous on the lucky bastard.
But Christine has always been a very good friend and she has always treated my nice. Which quite often makes things a little more difficult for me. It's hard not to like her when she's always so damn sweet.
The party went on, and for a moment there I forgot all about my self-pity, and just had fun. My father broke open a few bottles of wine for us, and since most of us weren't used to drink, quite a few of them got a little drunk.
I was acting out my role as sober guy, keeping a look out on things. But to tell the truth I would rather have been shitfaced and silly. But hell, I got some great laughs out of watching the others.
Around midnight the party broke up and people starting to go home. Dennis & Juliet couldn't get out of the door fast enough. I suspect that Dennis had triggered Juliet's horny side, and he looked like he couldn't wait to get his hands on her firm body. Well, at least there's one of the gang who gets lucky tonight. Well, make that two.
Johnny went by me, carrying Frankie. She had obviously had way to much and was unable to walk by herself. She was giggling in his arms. A kind of drunken giggle.
Johnny didn't seem to mind and congratulated me on the party.
As I went back to the living room I saw that Christine was still there. Just the two of us.
"Well, Adam. It's official." I looked at her a little confused. She smiled. "You give great parties." I went over and sat beside her. "Thanks Chris." An embarrassing moment of silence followed. "Aren't you supposed to go home." I asked, feeling I had to say something. "Why? Do you want me to go?" She was teasing me. I shook my head. "No, I don't." Suddenly Christine moved over and hugged me. "happy birthday Adam." I seriously didn't know what to do. She was hugging me tightly and I could feel my dick coming to life.
"I know your secret Adam." She said, still with her arms around me. "Wha...what are you talking about." I stuttered. She gave me a squeeze and let go. "I know how you feel about me." Okay, what does one do now. "You do?" She nodded. "But I don't know how long it has been your secret." Oh God, my hands started shaking. "I eh......" I had absolutely no idea of what to do now. "tell me." She urged. "Please tell me for how long." I sighed and looked down at my hands. If I was going to jump right into troubled waters. This day was as good as any.
"Since your 13th birthday." My voice no louder than a whisper. She didn't say anything and I was too afraid to look at her.