“What time is it?”
“11:57.”
“Wow, already?”
“Yeah. You know what band’s up right now?”
“No idea. But they really could have got someone better.”
“I don’t know. I kinda like them.”
“Really? I’ve never known any girls that are into screamo.”
“Oh, wow, are you serious? All of my friends are really into it.”
“But all of your friends are guys.”
“Not all of them.”
“That’s what it’s seems like tonight.”
“Well, I don’t really know anyone here. And it’s easier to talk to guys than girls.”
“Really? Why?”
“I don’t know. We’re always in our little cliques. Guys are more relaxed.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Whatever.”
“So what did you say your name was?”
“Gabby. You’re Josh, right?”
“Yeah. So what time is it now?”
“11:59.”
“Okay, cool. So are you here with your boyfriend?”
“No, I don’t have one. Why?”
“Shh, they’re counting down.”
5… 4… 3… 2…
“Happy n-”
She was interrupted by a kiss. A sweet kiss, not too forceful, but a little bit sloppy.
Her first kiss.
“Happy new year.”
“Happy new year, Josh.”