"Isabel, you know you're the foxiest babe in this place right?"

Tristan leaned over to kiss you, so he didn't notice you rolling your eyes. He was kind of a nerd, but whatever. He was always nice to you and super cute.

4...

The kiss was short, but sweet. You loved the feeling of his full lips against yours. The shots were getting to your head. You slid around to his side of the booth and pressed closer to your boyfriend.

Tristan was average height. He had a really disarming smile, which is maybe why you felt so safe around him when you met at school. Plus, he seemed so different than the guys back home. Eventually you realized that the piercings and black band shirts were pretty standard at art school.

3...

By that time you didn't care.

Your night couldn't get much better, but maybe that was the tequila again. You were at a super rad party with your cute boyfriend and the ball was about to drop. Then you remember your friends and wished they hadn't disappeared.

You sat up and tried to think of where you saw them last. Tristan hadn't been paying much attention to them. He prolly even missed them making out on the dance floor.

2...

"I love you, doll." As Tristan pulled you in he whispered, "Forget about them."

It was probably a shout, but same effect. You forgot about Rory and Hunter, only one of whom you had actually been concerned about. You leaned back smiled again.

1...

HAPPY NEW YEAR rings all around you.

"Happy New Year, babe." You brushed your nose against his and sunk into a kiss. Tristan's probing hands at your hips had you flushed, and you him.

You smile, and exhale. "We should really find our friends and get home."

You bite your lip. He looked kind of confused.