Trist was probably the most shy, timid person on the face of the earth.

He hardly ever speaks, his small body makes him almost invisible.

Did I mention he's gay?

In his seventeen years of living, he's only been able to get one true friend, Danny.

Danny was a bit more extroverted, going to parties, making friends left and right, getting himself a sweet boyfriend.

The only problem with Danny, in Trist's eyes, is that now he's forced to go to a house.

"I-i really don't wanna go," Trist says softly. He ran his shaking hand through his auburn hair as his emerald eyes looked as his best friend pulls clothes out from his closet for him to wear.

"You say that every time, I've had it, we need to find you a man tonight," Danny called back with a determined grin.

Trist bit his lip anxiously, this was his first party, so many things could go wrong. He could slip and fall, he could make a fool out himself, he could get noticed, he-...

"Stop worrying you big baby, here, a nice hoodie and some ripped jeans," Danny handed the clothes to him.

"You know me so well," Trist chuckled as he walked to the bathroom and got dressed in the jeans and oversized hoodie. Just how he liked it.

He looked at himself in the mirror, his freckled face flushing at the realisation of having to get out of the house.

He came back to Danny's room to find him putting his vans on, Trist did the same.

They both heard a car horn outside, "John's here," Danny chirped happily.

The two went downstairs and opened the door, a muscular man their age leaning against the door frame.

"Looking lovely as always," John purred, pulling Danny into a kiss before looking to Trist.

"Glad your coming with us this time," he smiled and Trist smiled back shyly.

Danny closed his front door and the two lovers went to the car.

Trist looked back one more time at the house, as if it could save him from the night of probable embarrassment.

He sighed and walked to the car as he heard his name being called.

He got in the backseat and buckled up as the car pulled out the driveway.

Maybe something good will actually happen