Lost boy | dnf

10

I know the age to drink alcohol is 21 in America but in England it's 18 so in this book they are all of legal drinking age! There will be mentions of alcohol so if you don't like that then you can skip this chapter if you need to :):)

George's POV:

It was already the weekend. This week has flown by. There was more casual flirting from Dream and things have been progressing well.

Today is Saturday, the day of Spifeys party. He invited Karl, Quackity and I to come over earlier to sort me an outfit out and set up for the party, he said I can use clothes from his wardrobe which is so kind of him. I can't wait, hopefully I can impress Dream with my outfit.

I started my walk to Spifeys house. Along the way the sun was shining while the bitter chill took the overbearing heat off which refreshed me. I had a 20 minute walk since Spifey lived across from town, therefore I decided to put on mine and Dreams playlist.

Sex sells - LoveJoy from <3 playlist

I happily strolled through greenery and grass verges filled with colourful flowers and palm trees. Florida is such a beautiful place and my new town brings me so much joy. I can say that I've gained a lot from moving here, despite how reluctant I was at the start.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at his house. His house put mine to absolute shame. In front of me led a long cobbled pathway up to his door, surrounded by flower bushes, rockeries and even a pond. Even the air felt fresher here.

I knocked on the door and a cheery looking Spifey answered and welcomed me into his home. I was met with a vast hallway which was decorated with plenty of vases and art pieces. The big room trailed off into various different doors each leading to an even bigger room.

'I was wondering if you could help move the decor into the garage after we're done with this.' He said as he pointed to the expensive looking antiques. I nodded and followed him up towards his bedroom.

Karl and Quackity were sat laughing about something on a sofa in the corner of the room.

'Hey George! Are you excited for tonight?' Karl said

'Yeah. It's gonna be fun.' I said while looking around his bedroom.

'George do you drink?' Quackity asked with a suspicious look in his eyes.

'I used to in England, we had parties often.' I said, I was never a heavy drinker when we attended the parties but I had a little. I tend to reveal secrets when I'm drunk therefore I try to avoid getting to that state.

'Good. I just brought a bunch from the liquor store down the road with Spifeys card.' He said smugly.

His room had a walk in closest which held many articles of clothing, neatly colour coordinated.

'Wow Spifey, this is so cool.' I said as I fixed my gaze to each and every section. I walked over to the blue tones and studied each piece.

'Okay George, sit where Quackity is and us two will pick some outfits and you can try them on, okay?' Karl said, excitedly.

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It had been a short while of trying on clothes. I was exhausted and just wanted it to be over, finally we found the outfit to wear and the three also found theirs.

My outfit was a purple crewneck on top of a white long sleeved collar shirt and umber tinted corduroys which I had cuffed at the bottom. I still had Dreams rings on and I borrowed Spifeys necklaces, layering a few on my pale neck.

We decided to head downstairs to set up the house for the party. We hid all of the antiques in the locked garage, away from destructive drunks. We locked a lot of the doors, apart from the kitchen, dining room, living room and bathroom. We also had the huge garden to roam if we wanted the fresh air, it had hammocks and even a hot tub.

Spifey entered the room with bags of alcohol, 'Here is the alcohol that Quackity brought, George.' He said as he placed them down on the marble countertop.

'Jesus Quackity, do you want us to get alcohol poisoning?' I said while laughing. It looked like he had brought the whole store. I looked over to him and he shrugged.

'George, a lot of people are coming. Like.. most of the upper school.' He said and deadpanned.

My eyes went wide, I didn't know there would be lots of people here. I best start drinking soon before they come so that I'm not too awkward.

We set up a few party games like beer pong and Jenga which had dares to do on the bottom of each piece. Everything was pretty much done and we just had to wait for people to arrive.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I saw that Dream had called me. I rang him back.

'Hello?' I said as he answered

'George when are you getting to the party? I'll come pick you up.'

'I'm already here.. I came early to help set it up.'

'Oh.. okay um I'm on my way! I won't be long. Make me a drink for when I arrive.'

We both said bye and ended the call, time to make Dream the strongest drink he's ever tasted.

Quackity and I poured in the strongest alcohol we had from the pile. We filled the glass with a mixture of high percentage alcohols topped of with a bit of lemonade. We both giggled like children as we put a straw in it for him.

Once we had made Dreams monstrosity, it was time to do some shots before everyone joined us. Karl didn't want to drink so he watched as Spifey, Quackity and I poured the vodka into shot glasses and took 2 of them in sync.

We got a little carried away and started making eachother drinks like Dreams, I tasted the one Quackity made for me and winced as I tasted the burning warm alcohol trail down my throat. It tasted horrible and would definitely make me sick but we had a bet that if we don't finish our drinks before Dream arrives, the other one has to give us a dare. Quackity had already downed three quarters of his, while I was only on the third sip.

I heard the door bell just as Quackity slammed his cup down on the countertop signalling he was finished. I groaned and ran to the door to check it was definitely Dream. For a second I completely forgot about the dare, I was watching the way Dreams hair floated in the wind. How it delicately draped over his eyebrows and softly flowed like a million feathers on top of his head.

'George.. are you just gonna stare at him or are you gonna open it?' Quackity said from behind me. I didn't have to look at him to know he was laughing his head off. 'I think I've just thought of your dare. But you might need to drink a little bit more first.' He said in a very suspicious tone.

I shook my head and opened the door. His face lit up and he held his arms out to hug me. I melted into him and smiled as his warmth surrounded me.

'Hey guys!' He said as we reluctantly pulled away from the hug.

Quackity quickly ran out the room and came in two seconds later with the abomination of a drink in his hand.

'Here Dream! We made you this.' He said as he handed it to him.

Dream took a sip through the straw while raising an eyebrow at me. He clamped his eyes shut and coughed at the horrible taste. Quackity and I burst out laughing as he did so, Quackity teased me about how I couldn't finish my drink to Dream and then let him know about our bet. I rolled my eyes as I knew Quackity had been scheming.

'Tell me what my dare is Quackmeister.' I said in a sarcastic angry tone.

'With Dream here? I'm not sure if you want that George' he said.

'What's that supposed to mean? Tell us Quackity.' Dream said, a little sternly while also knowing how much the short male jokes around.

'Okay if you insist.. George's dare is'

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