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Donald Trump Monologue

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There's always that time when your Best Friend forces you to do something or in my case, my only friend forced me to come to this dumb party. If I didn't want to spend eight hours with those idiots, what makes you think I'll like to go to one of their parties, and spend even more time with them. The smell of liquor will make me go nose blind in a matter of minutes, just like in those febreeze commercials. The blaring music wouldn't go unnoticed not even by a death person. There were a million of things wrong with going to this party for example, getting drunk, which leads to being vulnerable, a stranger could just grab you and Fuck, next thing you know your pregnant, your parents will go crazy! That baby being born will stop you from focusing …show more content…

I would rather vote for Donald Trump then come here! What kind of psycho votes for Donald Trump? That man is a racist, rinkecly old man who just want's attention. But it's not like Hillary is any better with her fake self.

If what I said wasn't bad enough, she dressed me up in short black skirt, black shirt that showed way to much cleavage and 5inc heels. Wearing this outfit is like I am begging to get rape!

The misery just wont end because seconds later my short blued eyed blonde friend drags me into a game of spin the bottle. Guess who also happens to be playing Tristens's little posy, they're the typical rich, slutty dressed, rude girls. I don't come to parties, I don't dress like this, I don't wear make up. I am the loner with just one friend named Cuttesa, who happens to be friends with everyone. So people seeing me at a party like this is quite new, and they wont stop staring and I hate when people stare at me. Normaly they're always to scared to stare at me but tonight is a whole 'nother story. Their whispering into each others ear only aggravated me even more, I do actually have a life....... maybe not as big as yours but I do have a …show more content…

I don't where their hands been, how do I know they washed after taking a dump?Mind in fact, how do you know they wiped their ass after they were done. People be nasty these days, you don't even know to trust anymore. I glared at the empty beer bottle that has thousands-no millions of germs on them.

"I'm not touching that bottle."

"Izzy just spin it, your hands don't even have to stay on it for more than five seconds."

"I.am.not.spinning.the.bottle." I said empathizing every word.

"Like anyone would want to kiss you." Tristen's said for everyone to hear.

I glared at the stupid brunette, her voice is so annoying. I hate her guts, she thinks she's high and mighty, but she's just human like every else. But her annoying comment was what made me spin the bottle, telling her I am not scared of rejection. Cuttesa watch an anteeseption the bottle spinning which made me a little worried. I shouldn't of spinned it, I should've of just gotten up and burn this whole place down and run home. They'll just say some drunk person bruned down the house and if anyone tries to say it was me, no one will believe that I actually went to a party. So it's a win-win. But it was to late now, the bottle stopped and the hole pointed straight at no other than Antoine.

Oh hell naaaawh.

"What! no!" Tristen

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