Anger Management

Chapter 31: Party dictators and Freaky drunks

"And you're sure they spelt the names right?"

"Yes I'm sure."

"Okay well did you check it before you left. You know they can lie sometimes."

"Oh my goodness, Riley, will you calm down."

"No I will not calm down. This has to be perfect for them. Syl tell this man it has to be perfect."

"Mason you better listen to her or it's your neck that's gonna get wrung." I say loudly so Mason can hear me through Rileys' phone.

"Hey don't give her any ideas." He responds back, his voice sounding drowned out by the noise of vehicles.

"Don't think she's gonna save you, she's already doing her own task." Riley tells Mason as she eyeballs my every movement. I was currently trying to place streamers in the exact positioning that suited my best friend's vision, while trying not to fall and break a bone. It had been a busy day of setting up decorations and running around all for the sake of Riley's party she wanted to throw for Jamie and Ashter. I only agreed to it because it was technically a new month which meant another whole friend group get together, but I forgot about the way Riley gets when she's in charge. Yes the woman did have a good eye for planning and decorating but she held a strong grip on everything. It was like a dictator and her minions when it came to trying to help out. She even had her own boyfriend out at the grocery store getting items from a very meticulous list she had made.

"Hey Sylvie snap out of it, you placed that streamer too high." Riley shouts at me making me roll my eyes.

"I don't even know why you would assign this job to me. I'm literally the shortest person out of all of us." I complain as I try to stretch my arms beyond what was possible for my body.

"No excuses!" She yells at me before turning her attention back to her phone to yell at Mason. I let out an agitated huff before re taping the streamer somewhere and climbing down the ladder before Riley noticed. We decided to host the party at Ashter's house which I don't understand how we got away with. Either Margaret was really good at keeping secrets or Ashter just never was at his house like I previously thought. Secretly right now though I was appreciative because my parents were at home and they would have been asking too many questions if I hosted. They might have even tried to join in the festivities. Sometimes I really believe that they think they're still teenagers or something. I hear the doorbell ring and I rush for it, eager to do something else besides decorate. I pull it open to see tall legs at the lower part of the body and tons of groceries for the top part of the body.

"Oh hey Colton. Should have stayed away as long as you could, she's at her evil Prime right now." I tell him whispering the last part, scared that her super sonic hearing would catch me. Colton's eyes widen even though a chuckle passes his lips as he walks past me into Ashter's huge house. I close the door behind him and turn back reaching out a hand for him to pass me some bags. He hands me some appreciatively and we head towards the kitchen setting them down on the island. At that moment Riley rushes in and her face brightens up when she sees Colton.

"Oh yay you're back I was just about to call you! "Riley says excitedly, rushing over to look at the contents in the plastic grocery bags. "Aww baby you got exactly everything I wanted! You're the only one who seems to know how to follow instructions around here." she says before side-eyeing me. I squint my eyes at her evil thoughts running through my head before I stick my tongue out at her making her roll her eyes.

"You're welcome babe, but I hear you're doing the thing we discussed not doing earlier." Colton says, making her head snap in his direction. My eyebrows peak up in interest after I hear him say this wanting to know what the thing is.