I had just received an invitation to one of Gatsby’s famous parties. There was a pool and beach, numerous crates of oranges and lemons, multiple tents containing dinner foods, and an orchestra band. I met up with Jordan Baker, since she was the only familiar face I recognized. Since the night I saw Gatsby looking at the greenlight across the water, Jay Gatsby had become a mystery to me. Throughout the course of the party, I heard various different gossips of Gatsby’s past. No one seemed to know the truth and actual whereabouts of Gatsby. It wasn’t until I sat at the same table with Jay Gatsby, till I released who he was. After talking for a while, he seemed to be a well- educated, likeable person. I noticed that Gatsby kept himself distant from the rest of the party, as if watching over all his guests. He never would drink either, maybe to keep his mind in the best shape to talk to strangers. Later that night, Gatsby talked solely with Jordan. I was confused as to why, but enjoyed my time watching all the festivities take place. I sat at the bar trying to distinguish between all the wild rumors going around centered on Gatsby. I found it hard to believe, that he is as notorious as the rumors make him seem.
Monday, May 2, 2016
One of Gatsby's Many Parties
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