My Devious New Year's Eve
By Shanna, age 17, California
Everyone makes a New Year's plan once our countdown to a new year ends. What about planning not to get caught by your bf? As much as we had on common, I still felt something was missing from this adventurous friendship thing we called a relationship. As much as we'd grown over time to learn things about each other, I still felt he was holding back because of previous experiences with his most recent ex.
When New Year's Eve 2007 turned into January 1st, 2008, and I'd ended the night with my boyfriend, I found any and every excuse for him to take me home from the party we were at. I made him believe I was not in the partying mood and was tired and immediately wanted to go home. From the way he kept looking at me and embracing me tighter I could tell he sensed something was wrong. Knowing the person I am, he backed off and gave me my needed space.
But once I got home I called my new friend, showered, and left to be with him the rest of the evening at another party he was at. Never in my life had I felt so mischievous and devious. I felt like I could do anything and no one would ever find out about it.
We danced for about a hour and drank a little. Being the person I am, to keep my sanity, I only drank a little. Something about him just made me want to know more. What were his thoughts and dreams and true feelings? We talked a while, and he shared some private thoughts which really made me want to give him everything he wanted in a girl. Touched as I was by his stories I kissed him deeply. I felt like falling in love all over again.
When I looked up from the kiss I noticed to the far side of the room my boyfriend's basketball teammate. Scared and hurt, I jumped up and left, leaving my friend confused. He thought we'd shared a moment, but I quickly brushed it off and went home since I lived down the street. He called me the rest of the night, but I ignored his calls and turned off my phone, got in the shower, and went to bed. Once morning came my boyfriend showed up at my door questioning me, but I just hid it and eventually he left the subject alone.
To this day he still does not know about my new boy toy. Would I be wrong to keep him around whenever I needed him?
