we walked in and saw people everywhere. I left Emma and walked to the drinks and grabbed one. I walked around and decided to go to the backyard where it smelled of less beer and b.o. I talked to a few people when a guy with pinked hair walked up "hey I'm jake" he says "Trista" I said smiling. we talked for a little before he got dragged off by a guy with a man bun. after about an hour I got bored but Emma was my ride so I had to wait. I decided to walk upstairs where there were no people and walk into a random room. I slowly pushed open the door to a messy room with a guy sitting on the bed lost in thought when he looked up at me "sorry" I said almost walking away "your fine, you can stay if you want" I smile and sit next to him and we talk for a while but it's weird. I have never felt like I feel right now talking to him. I don't know how to explain it, it feels..... electric kinda like what I felt when I met Brennen..... fuck no I'm not catching feeling for someone after one conversation. that's when the door opened to Emma. she pulled me out of the room before I could even get his name.

Colby's perspective:
I was in my room when my door opened. I looked up and saw a girl, and then it felt like I was in slow motion. she was about to leave but I told her to stay and she did. we were talking about little things and stuff nothing that interesting when some other girl walked in. "there you are I've been looking all over for you let's go" she said to the girl on my bed. she got dragged out before I could even get her name all we got to do was talk about the party. I sighed and layed down sense it was around 11:00 and I passed out on my bed.

Trista's perspective:
Emma drove us home and we got to our apartment as I got changed and went to bed. I woke up the next morning at noon and went to take a shower. after that I got dressed in some black jean shorts and a grey t-shirt since it was summer in L.A it was pretty hot. I grabbed my keys and headed down to work, I was late but no big deal. it was Friday so at least I had tomorrow off. as customers walked in and out all I could think about was the guy from the party. after work, I decided to go to the beach. on the way there I get cat-called. it's pretty normal so I don't even give them a glance. I got to the beach and climbed the empty lifeguard chair as the sun was setting over the water. I let out a sigh and just focused on my hair flowing from the wind as I watch the sunset as it got darker around me. I get up and go back to my car. I drove back home to find Emma asleep in the living room with the tv running. I let out an airy laugh and turn off the tv, changing in pajamas and going to lay down, I think about what I'm going to do tomorrow and decide ill probably do my normal Saturday activities of partying and clubbing. I fall asleep with my last thought being. should I start making friends?