"WHAT?! I can't hear you! Talk louder!!" I shouted above the noise of the crowd."I said...DO YOU...WANT...ANOTHER...COKE?" Brittney asked,as she dramatically attempted to emphasize each syllable, her own can of coke sloshing to the ground as she talked.
"No thanks!" I yelled, gluing a fake smile to my face. "I'll let you know when I finish this one!" I could tell she didn't really hear me anyway. Oh well. I held up my can and smiled like I was having the time of my life.
I actually didn't feel like being at the party at all, though. At the moment, all I really wanted to do was to curl up on my bad and cry myself to sleep. I felt alone, even though I was in the middle of what was supposed to be one of the greatest parties of the year. My best friends were all there having a good time. On the surface I was even laughing and joking with them. But inside I felt like dying. it was the strangest feeling--being with every one yet feeling like I was on some deserted island. No one knew how I felt. No one could even see my pain.
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