What I was feeling at Gatsby's party

Nick always told me about Jay's legendary extravaganzas that he always has but I don't think I ever really understood how fabulous they are. I was so lucky to finally have gotten the chance to go to one of these parties. And to know that over all these years he had these parties in hopes that I would come and show up at one of them. I felt so special to finally be invited to one and know that they were always in my honor. When I first arrived that Saturday night at Jay's palace, I was overwhelmed with what I saw. There was so much to take in at once. There was so many people, a majority of them that Jay didn't even know but it was okay because I was there. There was so much alcohol and dancing and partying. It was just all too much but I loved it at the same time. I liked the fact that so many people showed up to a party and they never even used to see Jay at his own parties. I was having a great time but there was one thing in the back of my head the whole time bothering me, Tom. I forgot he came to the party with me along with other couples. I pretended he wasn't there so I could enjoy myself at the party, dancing with random people, but he kept staring at me and stalking me. He was worried about my every movement as if he knew something was up with Jay and I. I didn't want him to know anything, not even my thoughts. I just wanted to be there at the party with just Jay. That was all I wanted.