Blogtember: Creative Writing Day

Thursday, September 19: Creative writing day: write a (very short) fictional story that starts with this sentence: "To say I was dreading the dinner party would be the understatement of the century."

To say I was dreading the dinner party was the understatement of the century. I really had no desire to run into Michael again, and I knew he would be there. He's Stacy's brother-in-law, and, no matter how awkward it's going to be, I can't bail on Stacy, my best friend in the entire world's, good-bye party dinner. Ugh, another reason to dread this dinner party. I don't want to be saying good-bye to my best friend. Her husband, Aaron, got a job in California in the entertainment industry in a big-wig position, and he couldn't very well leave her behind. Although, selfishly,  I'd be okay if he did.

There's a big chance Michael will bring his new girl friend to this dinner party, too, and I have no desire to make nice with a 20 year old college girl. Michael is 33. What he's doing with this 20 year old, I have no idea. Well, I have some ideas, but I'd rather not think about those.

See, Michael and I have a past, if you couldn't tell. We met through Stacy and Aaron, and ended up dating for 2 years. Most of that time, I now know, he was a big time cheater. What actually ended our relationship, was a girl named Tiffany contacting me and telling me she was pregnant, and that Michael was the father. Can you imagine what a delight that message was?

This dinner party won't be the first time we've seen one another since we broke up, though. We saw each other at Aaron and Stacy's wedding a year ago. And, of course, I was the maid of honor, and Michael was the best man. It made an exciting night a bit awkward, to say the least. Especially when he tried to get me to go back to his hotel room at the end of the night....

I pretty much despise Michael, for a lot of things. Wasting my time, destroying my trust in him, and any other guy for that matter, and for making things really tense with Stacy and Aaron for a while, which only made me feel guilty. 

Nevertheless, I'm going to go to this dinner party, and be there for my best friend. I'm just not sure how I'll make it through seeing him, and "celebrating" my best friend leaving....