WHY DO OLDER GUYS LIKE ME?!?! (editing)

The party *part 1*

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TOM'S POV

It's finally Saturday, the day our parents departed for the weekend, and the weekend of the biggest party in histroy of any party ever thrown by someone at our school. I was practically jumping for joy when my mom and dad's taxi pulled up. A chance like this comes only every once in awhile, and when it does come you take advantage of it, right?

"Tom, get down here and help me take mom and dad's stuff to the cab!" James yells from the foot of the stairs. I run through my open door, almost tripping over the rug in the hall.

"Take mom's bag." James says picking up dads. I look around for her bags, and see them next to the door. I frown at them when I realize why he did it. They were pink with orange flowers, god forbid he has to look unmanly. I roll my eyes, and picked them up, dragging them out the door behind me. After we loaded them up we hugged mom and said bye to dad, we watch the car get smaller and smaller.

A grin is painted on both of our faces as we look at each other and watch the car turn off our street.
"PARTY!!" We both yell before turning and running into the house.

Chris already has people moving furniture and breakable things to the garage, with the furniture gone we'll have more room and clean up won't take forever, something Chris learned at one of his friend's party. In the kitchen Casey and Lily are making food and snacks, pouring jell-o shots into tiny cups to freeze and Chris has a friend bringing more boos later. Chris orders everybody around with sergeant like quality, and not for the first time I think he'll make a great solider and maybe one day general if he worked hard enough. I shake my head, which sends my hair into my eyes. Tonight was just getting started and I had a feeling we will never forget it.

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CASEY'S POV

"You should wear this!" Lily exclaims as she brings out the dress I bought for the dance last year.
It's short and strapless, with heart shaped bodice. It was white with black lace covering the length of it.
I smile, "What shoes?" I asked taking the dress from her. She digs in the bottom of my closet through millions of shoes I have.
"How about... These!" she says pushing red strappy gladiator heels at me. I smile at her. 

"That's what I was thinking!" she disappears into my closet to find something for her the wear while I change. In the next thirty minutes, we are ready, make-up and all. Lily had on white incredibly short shorts, with a pink shirt that had a deep scooped neckline. We walked out of my room to see the party already in full swing. It was only ten o'clock. I lock my door, and lock my arms with Lily as we make our way down the stairs. This will most likely be the best party of the year...

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Chris's POV

The house shook with the bass and the people swayed with the beat. It was by far the most people I've ever seen at a party. Every inch of house was filled with somebody, either they were dancing, drinking, or wrapped up in someone else. I shiver and turned back to the drink table. Images of the first party last year kept coming back , which was the party  where I met Cam. I grab a jell-o shot and down it. The familiar burn of the alcohol soothes my throat and makes the images of her go away.
I shake my head and turn back to the dance floor, time to find a cute girl to dance with.
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Collin's POV

I texted five different people and none of them answered, where is everybody?!
Did and alien invasion happen and now they're all cows on planet 59? I threw my phone on my bed and lean back in my chair. I was so bored and with no one to talk to and apparently no friends to speak of. I sigh loudly and get up; I was going to have to talk to the only person home right now and to tell the truth nothing left a more bitter taste in my mouth. I knocked on Emit's door, and then opened it. He was leaning over the desk in front of him. He was writing something, but with his handwriting you would think it was code.

"What are you doing?" I ask standing on my tiptoes so I could see over his shoulder. He flips the paper over and turns to face me. I almost gasp. There was bags under his eyes and his hair was limp and dirty looking, he looked like he hadn't slept in days.

"What happened to you?" I asked, he shrugs.

"Wanna go to a party?" he asks as he hands me a flyer from his desk. In big lettters it says party, and everyone is invited. My eyes scan the page for the address and when I see it my mouth tries not to drop.

"It's Casey's." I said and he nods.

"Exactly we're gonna crash it." he says getting up and walking to his closet.
I run to my room and change, but I have a feeling this is a bad idea, a very bad idea.
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Emit's POV

Tonight was the night. I was going to get back at her tonight, and not just by crashing the party, that's just one step.
The rest will fall into place when we get there.
No one would forget tonight for a long time, and Casey will never forget it, I'll make sure of that.
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To be continued...