14 CHAPTER 14

Men in suits shaking everyone's hand. Women in long dresses pretending to have a good time. Dylan had me working on a few computers behind the stage and shockingly it took my mind off of everything that was going on. It's not like Dylan and I are friends but we really enjoyed each others company. '' Hey Scott, can you hook these cords up to the projector while i go get some chairs in the back'' Dylan said to me while pointing to the box of black cords and wires. I slid the box from under the table and i recognized that most of the cords were broken. Waiting for Dylan to come back so i can tell him, I pick my phone up hoping to see a text from Lola. There wasn't. He finally returns. '' These are all broken. Is there any more i can use?'' I say waiting for directions.

''Oh. There are some in the equipment closet. It's just around the display tables.'' he says while showing me where to go. I walk around the crowds trying to get to the equipment closet, it seems like i bump into everyone in the crowd. i feel them starring at me, wondering why i'm here, noticing that i don't fit in. Despite me telling myself not to look at them, i manage to make eye contact with a few people. Each person looking through me like glass. I see the equipment closet and i pick up my pace hoping to escape these people for a few minutes. ''oh, i'm sorry'' i say to the person i accidentally bumped into to. We made eye contact. It was Lola.