To my winter break hometown hook-up,
Going home for holiday break means a few things; home cooked meals everyday, my mom will do my laundry (because she misses me that much), I get to catch up with my high school friends and oh, I’ll probably hook-up with you.
It’s an occurrence that’s inevitable; we’ll see each other at some lame party that one of our former classmates will host. I mean, who doesn’t need a high school reunion after a year away at college?
At this said party, we’ll both probably be drunk off the liquor we stole from our parent’s houses. I’ll see you from across the party and smile because I always thought you were attractive-and I knew the feelings were mutual. Then you’ll saunter over and we’ll exchange the typical conversation of “(insert name here) you look great, how have you been?” “Great, you too! How’s school?” Between the excitement of seeing you again and my newfound liquid courage, we’ll decide we wanted to find a private place to hangout during the party. The most appropriate places include a bedroom or a porch step.
We’ll then talk for hours about our new lives away at college. We’ll discuss our passions, hopes and dreams for the futures. Exchange funny drunk stories from our first few weekends at college. Someone will ask if the other is seeing anyone special, and of course we’ll both conveniently be single. Then we’ll reminisce about high school; to the awkward stages of freshman year, the homecoming dances, the countless football games we attended, prom and graduation.
In the moment it will feel like we’re both right back to being 16 years old, drinking Four Loko before the first football game of the season laughing with our friends about how “turnt” we were. To the time where things weren’t so serious and life was simpler. You’ll then lean in for a kiss and I’ll whole heartily kiss you back. Once our embrace is over I’ll look you in the eyes and smile and say, “I’ve waited so long for this”.
We’ll then leave the party together and sneak into your parent’s house, hoping not to wake anyone. I’ll text my mom and say I’m sleeping at a girlfriend’s house. We’ll be up all night together, into the early mornings. I’ll roll over and say “I had a great night, let’s do this again.” (However, I have no intention of doing so) I’ll then leave super early in the morning, since your parents can’t catch me here.
When it all has to come to an end and it’s time to return to school, we’ll both look back at our hot night together and smile. If either of us are sad to leave each other, don’t fret-there’s always next break.
