What a P$ssy!!!

Ok. So Dee told me about this Grown and Sexy party at Wash U. He said was gonna go if I was. So.... we made a plan to go together. It seemed as though everyone on our floor had plans to either go to Club Velvet, some party off campus, work, or to just get f*cked up somewhere. About an hour before we were going to head out, Dee comes in and says, "Um... I really don't feel like going". I was a little down about it, and said, "well, if you're not gonna go, then I'm not gonna go. But that's okay." About 5 minutes after he left, I went across the hall to Kelly and Christine's room and saw that Kelly was doing her hair in the bathroom. I asked if I could go to Velvet with her. She said,"sure.... But, I thought you were going to Wash U." "Yeah, well, Dee said he didn't feel like going or didn't want to go or something like that, so I'm trying to find something to do. Then she informs me, "Well.... Dee's going to Velvet!" I'm like, "are you SuRe about that? Because he just left my room and said he didn't feel like really going out." She goes, "no, I'm POSITIVE, because he just told me he was going because a friend of his called an asked if he would come down there." I'm thinking to myself, are u SH*TING me?!!! This is some bullshit. Kelly goes, "Dude, you HAVE to go now. you HAVE to go!" So I convinced myself I would go, and if I just happen to run into him, I just happen to run into him. I wasn't gonna trip off of it. But, oh man, it was crazy.We walk up to the line at the exact same time. His eyes got huge, and he let out a few embarrassed laughs, as if he knew he fucked up. What's more fucked up is the fact that he Why couldn't he just come and tell me the reason he wasn't ReAlLy going to Wash U is because he wanted to go to Velvet instead. what a p*ssy!! Did he honestly think I wouldn't find out, even though we live in the same building, on the same floor, on the same hall, about 20 seconds away from each other? OHHH MAN. I was pissed. I don't think I would've tripped off of it one bit if he could've at least told me, given me the honest-to-God reason why he wasn't going. Instead he felt like he had to lie to me in order to get out of it. God!! What a p*ssy!!! I just had to say that again. I said about 10 million times last night, though. It's pretty funny, now that I look back. Hmm. He'll get his soon enough. jk.