rambled.
“You’re right about that.” Isaiah said half listening.
The couple sat for the whole time talking about their love hate relationship with the Underground. Cameron thought that she had finally found a guy who thought the same way she thought and who liked her for who she was. For the first time she felt like she could be herself. After a few hours the party started to fizzle.
“Everybody’s going to the Three Towers hotel for an after party. ‘Wanna go?” Isaiah asked Cameron.
“Well, I guess it’ll be fun.”
When they arrived at the high rise hotel there were students scattered all about the hallways drinking and acting like caged animals. Cameron and Isaiah had to walk over people just to get to the door to the suite. When they finally reached the room, there were more drunken teenagers. Isaiah’s drunk friend Adam greeted him with a shot of bourbon and a masculine pat on the shoulder.
“ Muh’ man! Glad you coul- you cou- glad yur’ made it,” Adam slurred.
Isaiah took the shot and gestured to Cameron.
“Oh no I’m fine,” she said.
“Suit yourself,” Isaiah said and poured himself another.
“You shouldn’t drink too much Isaiah. If you’re caught-,”
“Don’t worry. This is my last one. Besides I want to remember this night,” Isaiah walked over to her and grabbed her hand. “Let’s get some piece and quite. Shall we?”
They found an empty room in the back of the suite and sat awkwardly on the bed. Then Isaiah leaned forward until his brown face was close to Cameron’s.
“I really like you,” he said.
“You do?” She asked slightly uncertain of his sincerity.
“Of course,” then he kissed her.
Cameron was in shock. This was her first kiss and she was sharing it with her biggest crush. They began kissing softly until they got more relaxed and comfortable with each other. Then Isaiah placed his hand on her shoulder and guided her downwards toward the bed. They were making out full on and Isaiah began to touch her in places that she had never been touched before. She became increasingly uncomfortable despite the fact that her dream was coming true. In the back of her mind Cameron wanted him to stop, because she knew she didn’t want to go all the way. He began to slide her dress strap down. This triggered her.
“I can’t do this,” she said and tried to sit up.
“Oh common’ I know you’ve been crushing on me since the ninth grade. Isn’t this what you want?” Isaiah was pulling her toward him.
“Not like this,” She stated still trying to rise. “Let go. I said I don’t want to do this!”
“Don’t be such a prude. You know you’ll never have another shot with a guy like me anyway. You might as well take what you can get.”
Cameron was stunned. She lifted her knee in between them and pried herself out of his grip. She quickly sat up and tried to get off the bed, but her gown was caught on her heel. Isaiah lunged at her and grabbed onto the back of her dress. She immediately threw back her fist and knocked him square in the eye. He winced. She ran toward the door. He charged at her and as she was opening the door grabbed a hold of her dress strap and yanked. The front of Cameron’s dress ripped until her bra was exposed to the entire room. When Isaiah finally let go she was half naked in front of a huge crowd of her peers. She tried to run out of the room, but everyone stood in her way laughing at her vulnerable state.
“Please! Just let me go!” She pleaded with tears welling up in her eyes.
They just continued laughing like drunken hyenas. Cameron was beyond humiliated. She felt like she was in a nightmare and would eventually wake up, but the laughs and mockery kept pouring in on her like a monsoon. She covered her drenched face with her hands hoping to disappear from the world. Suddenly, the thunderous heckling started to fade away until the room was silent. She felt as though she were having an out of body experience and had