Party Weekend
*Warning: This entry contains scenes not suitable for younger audiences or those of light hearts*
The show finally opened and you know what that means.... I'M FREE!!! Woo hoo!!! Of course this entitles me to a weekend 'o' fun! I've worked super hard and I deserve some time to myself. So the plans are as follows: Friday, Party at Sam's, Saturday, spend the afternoon with my parents and then Chris' concert in Dallas with David and Sam, Sunday, spend more time with my family and then dance the night away in Deep Ellum at The Church. It's Monday morning and I feel great. I'm happy, contented, and recharged (well, i could use a few more hours of sleep, maybe a day).
Friday night after helping Dave pick out a shirt from the mall I head over to Sam's for his party. At first it was kind of dull and I was a little pissed at Dave for not coming when he said he would. But after a while I just started dancing and hanging with some peeps that I knew. Most of the people there I did not know and honestly, I wouldn't want to know them. They just seem stupid and immature. I think I have more class than that, wait.. I sound kind of snobby. But really, they just weren't my kind of people. However, Travis and Cindy were there and I like them and we get along. So I hung out with them and talked as well with a girl Lisa and a really cute guy Jeremy (not my Jeremy from Spanish Class). So I talked to them and when Sam played good songs I danced. After a while, I don't know at what time, this guy named Mike started to talk to me. He seemed kind of kewl.. we talked about Jesus and music and clothes and just random stuff people talk about. Yeah.. but he definately wasn't my type. Not in the least bit.
*memory deliberately erased here* And then we all crashed around 6-6:30. I slept on the floor under a little pancho. I was cold and not too happy. Luckily someone woke up a bit early and I got to sleep on the couch till about 12:30.
As you can see because I slept so long spending time with my parents Saturday afternoon was quite short. I watched my mother practice her piano and then while I had lunch we all watched a Jimmy Stewart movie. Mom and I worked on some paperwork, I helped her with some files and junk and she helped me make a cover letter for a job I'm applying for. It is a win win situation. Anywho.. Mom and Dad went to a Motorcross Race and that gave me plenty of time to just Veg. Which I haven't done in about a month. Then I took a nice long shower and got ready to go out. Sam came by and we headed out to Dallas. Now I was wearing this really hot outfit, my "California outfit." The top is this two layer thing. It's flesh colored underneath and then a black lace on top. It has hooks and eyes all the way down the front and two pieces of elasticy lace for straps. My skirt is really short, made of all sorts of peices of black fabric that are kind of thrown together, kind of poofy and wooshy. It bounces nicely when I walk, I love this skirt. Since we were just going to a concert I wore some strappy, glittery, high heels. Oh yeah.. I was hot. Apparently Dave and Sam said they noticed guys looking at me. I didn't notice. Hanging around Sam and Dave probably keep them all at bay. This could be problem. But anyways... Chris's concert was fun. Their music sounded great except for not being able to hear the vocals, but the place was a pretty crappy bar "Bar of Soap," with no sound system. It was kind of rock/punk, it was good. After them played this other band and they were really good. I enjoyed listening to them. Plus there were a lot of hot rockabilly guys there. I don't know what it is about rockabilly that is so attractive. It makes me think of the 1950's greasers.. the look is just hot. HOT!!! Hey that reminds me... Chris is supposed to show me his tattoos. mmm... tattoos... *drools* Sam slept in my car during the second band and all the way home, he hasn't been sleeping much, he's been having fun and being busy too.
I woke up early Sunday morning and got ready for church but when I came out, Sam and Mom were sitting at the kitchen table talking and Mom wasn't ready to go. So i just watched BVOV and some t.v. sermon. At about 12;30 the family headed out to Chili's for our traditional family lunch time. Have you ever had their Chicken Crispers? What about their Cajun Chicken Pasta? OH! or their Turkey Sandwich with Broccoli and Cheese Soup? You must. Yummers. After that we got some sand for Vamp and went home. I had to run up to Denton to get my paints, visit Liss, and check on photocall. Well what I did all day really isn't that important.. the fun part was when I went dancing! So I got all cuted up again. In the same outfit from the night before minus heels in exchange for boots (hey I have to be able to dance without my feet getting tired too early). I was looking forward to getting out and dancing. I love to dance. You people know this. So I get there and the first 10-30 mintues are always really boring. Sam buys a drink and lets me finish it. I love Cherry Vodka Sours.. oh so yummy. Can't have too many when i go dancing.. a drunk Anna isn't a good dancer. So i finish my drink and DJ Virus starts playing the good music. This is when the night really picks up!
Now there is something you should know about dancing. For the most part, unless you know people already, you tend to dance alone. Even when you do know people, it's hard to dance with people unless they understand how you dance and can work with you. I've rarely found a good dancing partner. In all the times I've been dancing, I've had a total of maybe 5 good dancing partners. It's hard to find someone who can keep up with me and on rare occasions the guy will be cute. Last night was different though, last night was great. From the moment I stepped out onto the dance floor till I left, I had the same guy to dance with and he was quite scrumptious. It's really interesting dancing.
You step out on the floor and begin to move to the music. At first you're just grooving, moving, flowing and then you begin to notice the people around you. "Hey that's a cute outfit, Man that girl needs to wear more clothes. What is that person doing? Oh he's kind of cute. Hey there's my brother over there.. he's such a doof." So I'm dancing and I notice the cute guy... "wow he's been there for a while. I wonder if he's just happens to be dancing there or if he's dancing with me." That's when you start to test it. You move a little closer and see if they back off. You move away slightly and see if they follow you. You watch them, you look at their face, you wait to see if they look at you. So we're dancing and he looks up... "nice eyes.. he's wearing eyeliner... hot!" We notice each other and smile. "yeah he's dancing with me." So we continue to dance, DJ Virus is playing great music now. Songs will start and we'll sway facing each other seeing what the other will do, a great song! We flash each other smiles and dance again. Closer now... at times we bump into one another or just graze an arm. I turn my back to him, he moves closer, I can feel his breath on my neck. **giggles** I turn back around and continue to dance with the music. We dance like this for quite some time, not sure of what to do, getting close, but not touching yet. We've moved from the stage right part of the dance floor and now at center, closer to stage left. Something happens and we get so close we touch. We smile at each other and continue. Suddenly I feel his hand on my hip, i place my hand on his side. Solid... we've connected. It's funny. This is the first guy I've danced with that I've actually wanted to touch. Usually I just dance next to them, sometimes close, but I've never wanted to touch them or hold them. The next song after we touch we have to part because well, it's not the best song for people to dance close to, unless you are already a couple or have a good sense of humor. We had fun though, we enjoyed dancing and knowing we were dancing together. It's fun to look up and have someone smiling at you. So I don't know how long we danced but we danced for quite some time and they played a crappy song. Being somewhat tired and thirsty I shook my head in recognition that I wasn't going to dance to this song. I started to walk off the dance floor, once off, I turn to see where he was. He was right behind me, following me. **beam**
Him: Do you want a drink?
Me: Sure!
He took me by the hand and led me to the bar. We stood there waiting... Lots of long akward silence... still waiting.
Him: I'm Brek by the way.
Me: **Brek, what kind of name is Brek? Is that his real name? SHould I give him my real name or my fake name.. which one?! Just give him a name. Just say a name! Any name! Why aren't you talking?!?!** I'm Anna Marie.
He smiles.
Brek: So what do you want to drink?
Me: Oh I'll just have water, If i have too much to drink I can't dance well.
He nods. We get our waters and we start to head outside. Sam walks by and I punch him. We do that head nod thing at each other. Brek and I go outside and man does it feel nice. We're both burning up and the cool air feels great. Oh he's cute, he looks like he's in his late 20's but that's ok. He's still hella hot. He's got short blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes lined with black eye-liner (love that!), not very tall but that's ok, and he wasn't fat but had some meat on his bones which i like because I'm always afraid i'll break the thin ones. He had on leather pants, boots, a black t-shirt, and a green button up with cute zippers and of course a skull button. We talked... he's a saftey inspector, or was it a health inspector.. i'm sure it was a safety inspector. He lives in Fort Worth. He goes to the Church alot, he also has a part time job at a Gym. He has great taste in music and has gone to some fun concerts. So we cool down and are ready to go back to dancing. Just as we get back they start to play the good music, the mix of songs that I have to dance to and generally have no one to dance to with. It's great because the second level dance floor has more space so I moved up there to dance, of course with Brek accompanying me. Oh it was so fun. I haven't had this much fun dancing in a long time. I mean i always have fun dancing, but it was different. We danced to all the good songs and got very close during my favorite song. "I would Shed these wings for you. With all the love of Heaven, I'd spend my days in hell, if only I could touch you." **happy memory inserted here** hehehe. After a while they went back to playing songs I wasn't too familiar with and my legs were so sore by this point, which is wierd because I usually dont get sore like that. Brek was tired as well so we walked upstairs to rest. There was some empty couches so we sat down together and watched the people dance.
We were sitting there just enjoying each others company. Smiling at each other once in a while, making random comments. I moved my hand so it grazed his arm, he got the hint, he held my hand. I love when you hold hands that you can rub the other persons with your fingers. I didn't even know you could do that when i first started holding hands. I was totally blown away. There was a whole other level to holding hands! Anyways... we begin to get more comfortable with each other, he put his arm around me and caressed my side, caressed me shoulders. Apparently I'm very soft. Guys seem to like that. So it's good. Gradually we get closer, hold each other more, smile and look at each other more. We talk and just sit there. "I wonder if he's going to kiss me.. that'd be nice. Kissing is fun. I wouldn't mind kissing him. He's cute." I don't even know what happened. We were just sitting there when i turned to smile at him and he pulled me closer and kissed me. It was very soft. He has very soft lips. **insert happy moment here.. well, many happy moments here** He's a very good kisser. **giggle**
Me: Sam is probably looking for me. I probably should go find him. **as I got ready to stand up, Brek pulled me back down and started to kiss me. It started off soft but grew more intensly. Then all of a sudden someone punches my arm**
Sam: I haven't seen you in hours fool. I was just checking to make sure you were ok.
Me: I'm fine **blushing**
Sam: I'm Samuel by the way. **shakes hands with Brek**
Brek: I'm Brek.
Sam: Craig?
Brek: Brek.
Sam: Greg? **it's really loud in there so i think they both gave up**
Brek: Yeah
Sam: It's nice to meet you. **he walks away**
Me: **blushing 10 shades of red**
Brek: hahaha.. you got caught with a boy!
Me: Hey it's all your fault.
Brek: Yeah.. me mingling with the Muse of Chaos.
We were there for quite some time.
Me: What time is it?
Brek: it's 3! I didn't realize it was so late!
Me: oh man!
Brek: They haven't even called last call yet.
Me: I know!! That's what i was waiting for!
Brek: Me too!
We laugh. We hold each other again. After a while we debate between leaving or staying. I was waiting for him to decide and he was waiting for me to decide. The Church decided for us because they turned all the lights on and started to clean up. We went down stairs met up with my brother and some people we knew. Then we walked outside. Brek and I said our goodnights, he got my number, and I drove Sam home. Oh yeah... it was quite a fun weekend.
