The next week or so was spent pretty much the same, with Spencer and I living out of each others pockets. But that’s just the way we were, that’s how we liked it and we wouldn’t have it any other way. Then the day came that we had to attend a garden party that a girl that we went to school with asked us, and a bunch of our friends, to go to.

Spencer, my friend Jay (yes it’s a chick) and I arrived at the party together, we got there pretty late but it was still in full swing. When we got in we all split up and went to go say hello to all of our other friends who were split throughout the house and garden. We had a few drinks, talked a bit, danced. I was having a really good time since I hadn’t seen most of these people since the end of school a while back, then someone got it into their heads to play spin the bottle. Yeah great idea considering there were way more girls than guys, idiots, but whatever, a peck won’t do any harm, no one’s getting any more than that from me. So there we were sat in a circle on the grass, Spencer at my side and the bottle went around and people were kissing and so on, pretty basic really. There was this one chick and guy who kept going at it for far too long though, it pretty much put me off them both, and the game, for life. Turns out I had to kiss the same guy a few times too, but he never got that much from me because he’s rank, Spencer had to kiss him too and she didn’t look too happy about it either, I bet he was overjoyed though. So the game went on like that for far too long, I basically got around the whole group of people I couldn’t care less about, as did Spencer. Every time she’d kiss someone in the circle I felt a pang in my chest, but I just put it down to how boring this game had gotten. Soon enough the game finished and I found myself sitting on the grass with Spencer in front of me, most of the others having gone inside because it was getting colder and darker. I took a look at Spencer and realised that out of the whole circle she’s the only one I didn’t get to kiss, the only one I cared about not kissing. Maybe then she realised the same thing because she tapped her lips with her finger and gave me a small smile. I knew what she was asking so I leaned over towards her and pressed my lips against hers softly. The kiss wasn’t long or hard, nor was it part of a game and done in front of a large group of people. It was soft and loving, and just for us. Afterwards we just sat and talked, had a laugh like we usually did, then Spencer decided we were being unsociable and dragged me into the house to dance.