This is my song ya’ll don’t no shit about this song cause its’ mine

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1b8oy_the-go-team-ladyflash_music

Cick on this link to listen to Lady Flash by The Go! Team. The following story was inspired by this song and is part of series of stories all inspired by a mixtape somebody made for a friend of mine.

Are we dead yet.

Not yet.

Are you sure? I feel too good to be alive.

Anthony smiled and said hurry up. This is the men’s room. I am not a man. That’s why he said that. We were in the men’s room and I am not a man. So technically I don’t belong here. I splashed water on my face and looked at Anthony. He wasn’t in a hurry. He wasn’t the hurrying type. He just liked to give me a hard time every once in a while. I wanted him to give me a kiss. He would if I asked him to. But I didn’t want to ask him too. I crinkled my nose at the mirror and we walked back out into the party.

His buddy Tom was standing in the middle of a small group of girls. He had on a pair of brown dress pants. The kind an old man would wear and a black hooded sweatshirt He had one of their cell phones in his hand and he was pretending like he didn’t know how to use it. They were smiling. He tried to put it in his mouth and they all tried to stop him. eight little hands trying to keep the phone out of his mouth. They weren’t trying that hard though. He was a good looking guy. They were happy to be holding on to him. He kept it up for like thirty seconds to long though and a couple of them got scared he wasn’t joking around. Finally, he let go and smiled like a dog with a dead bird in its mouth. He had scared the better looking girls away but the less attractive ones stayed. One let him take some other stuff out of her purse. Now he was holding a digital camera. He looked at it for a minute and then tried to put it in his mouth. She grabbed at the camera. He really fought hard against her until finally she pulled the camera away. She hurried away. He was left all alone. He smiled anyway.

I wasn’t sure who’s party this was. Some fraternity had rented out the student union. You were supposed to have an invitation. Some people had handed us theirs as they walked out.

We were uninvited. I didn’t even go to school here. I was visiting. I traveled the PA turnpike to get here. Anthony was a grad student, a medical student to be precise. It was kind of cold outside. The music was good. I was glad we had stopped in. Anthony and Tom had been giving me a tour of the campus. They didn’t know the names of any of the buildings It had gotten chilly as we walked around, and it was getting to be about the time, mature adults such as ourselves started find themselves in the mood to get fucked up.

We walked over to meet Tom.

“Do you guys want to get some beers? The keg is over on the other side of the Union.

We both said, “Sure” and started to walk to the other side. People were looking at us. We were new on the scene and that alone made us I kind of interesting. I don’t like it when a girl makes eye contact with Anthony. It makes me nervous that he may end up liking her better than me. Because I believe in love at first site, and I don’t want some skank to see him and then fall in love with him, and then fuck him. While I am in Shitty New Castle PA waiting for him to call me at nine thirty, I am not going to worry about that tonight because I am here and I am going to be a lot of fun. So he doesn’t ever want to fuck anybody else. Or even if he does sometimes want to fuck somebody else he won’t because he knows they aren’t the total package like me. Sexy, smart, fun, sensitive a good cook, funny I know I’m funny. I am going to remind him how great I am all weekend. So he can remember for the next month and half.

Tom poured each of us a cup of beer. I was feeling pretty good. One of the girls that Tom had been talking too was dancing. I went out and started dancing with her. I wasn’t trying to be sexy. I knew Tom would come out to dance with her and then Anthony would have to come out to dance with me. he was a good dancer because he didn’t care if he was or wasn’t.

The girl didn’t know who I was but didn’t seem to put off by me stepping into her personal space. She kept dancing we didn’t touch or do that fake lesbian stuff. But we were both good dancers. All the other girls there and some of the guys had noticed us. I wanted Anthony to come out here. I wanted to be dancing with him not for him.

Tom had finished his beer and was dancing with the other girl. There was nobody for me to dance with. Sometime I think Anthony liked to let me alone. He just stood on the side sipping his drink. I could barely stand it. I didn’t want to stop dancing. I didn’t want to have to go over there and beg. I wanted everyone to see him walk over to me. I wanted them to think he could stand to be away from me. I wanted them to envy him for getting to dance with me.

He finally set his cup down and came out and danced with me. I touched his chest. He was really sweating. I pushed my body against his, and he gave my forehead a kiss. I wish I could have a video of this moment. I would watch it every night.