Angela Martinez

Angela parks near Caitlyn's driveway as she sees that maybe 10 or so cars are already parked. It was nearing 9pm as the sky was already pitch black. She pulls out a pocket mirror and does her lipstick carefully before smacking her lips and getting out the car. For someone of Mexican descent, Angela had lots of European features. It didn't help that her hair was dyed a dark red.

She sported a tube top that showcased the outlines of a tank top tan line along with her golden cross that she'd kept since childhood.

Her luscious hair rested near her shoulders as she walked steadily down the dark path to Caitlyn's place. Her tight jeans rubbed against each other as her hips slightly jiggled with each step. She could already hear the music and commotion as she entered the driveway. She took a couple more steps and right before opening the door she checked her posture and put on a grin.

She was met with a rush of hot air from inside the building as she started to step inside. There were already a good 20 or 25 people in the living room but it was hard to make out with the flashing lights. It was a bigger room but it was still starting to get cramped. Loud pop music drilled into her eardrums as she winced a bit, she glanced past the crowd and saw a DJ queueing the music and looking pumped. As she was looking around, Caitlyn appeared out of nowhere to greet her. "Ah!" Angela flinched before the two laughed and started talking. But they both couldn't really hear each other with the loud blaring music and the amount of people speaking.

"So what do you think of the kickback?" Caitlyn said next to her ear.

"What??" Angela just heard some a muffled line.

"I said, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE KICKBACK?

"Oh, oh yeah it's fine." Angela awkwardly said. "You know I really should check out what's going on more in the middle." Angela quickly made her way out of the conversation while Caitlyn stood confused. The two were mere acquaintances, as they had shared a microecon class together and only talked since they happened to sit by each other during lecture.

Most people were split into pairs or small groups talking, drinking and smoking together. There were a couple few in the middle dancing along to the music. They were doing all pretty basic dance moves like the shuffle or the robot but Angela didn't mind as she loved to dance, especially during her quinceanera. Others had drinks and vapes in their hands but Angela wanted to just jump right in. She walked in the middle and started doing some traditional dances before a girl dancing near her spoke up.

"Woah that's pretty good." Angela saw a white girl in a cute yellowish dress, but clearly drunk with a buzzball in her left hand as she sort of stumbled her way to Angela. She had very luscious blonde hair and had what seemed like a good figure although it was hard to fully see the details.

"Thanks, who're you?"

"I'm Tessa Greene, and wowww you look s-so hot in that fit!" She slurred her words a bit but Angela still felt appreciated.

"You wanna dance with me? Cmon, I'll show you some of my quinceanera dances." "Quince-wha."

Angela pulled her in with her as they held each other in a waltz. Angela guided Tessa through the waltz teaching her step by step but she kept messing up the foot motions and movements.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry I-I'm so drunk and faded right noww."

"No you're fine!" Angela grinned as it was fun to reminisce on her teenage years with a stranger. A stranger that she could maybe call a friend before the night ended.