THE FRAT BOY

BEACH PARTY

'I'm going to pay for this tomorrow' I think to myself half drunk and completely high. We started at my buddy Benny's apartment before he dragged me to this Memorial Day party held by some rich kid in town. He warned me to dress up in my new board shorts and t-shirt, not my old ragged Walmart shorts. I rake back my long shaggy hair and tuck it under my backwards baseball cap. Benny will easily fit in with this preppy, pretentious crowd wearing matching Polo shorts, shirt and boat shoes. I'm a fish out of water for sure, I'm also fresh out of a Juvenile Detention Center after serving a few years for car jacking a doctor's BMW M4. I should be laying low, not going to a huge party that police could show up at.

There must be a few hundred people here based on us having to park a mile down the road from the house. We're not exactly invited but Benny heard about it online and decided we needed to check it out. There's so many people here that no one will even notice us, well that's the plan.

As we get close to the house, there's people all over the lawn, running in and out of the house and loud head banging music playing in the back. To not be noticed, we don't go through the house, but follow others around the garage to the back yard. What catches my eyes are all the high end automobiles parked in the front yard. There's a mint, late 60s, cream color Mercedes SL Convertible parked near the front door. If I could steal only one car in my sight, that Mercedes would be mine. My fingers twitch at the sight of it.

It all reminds me of the playboy mansion, not that I've ever been to it but this is how I'd imagine it. Out back is a huge multi layer pool connected to a hot tub—both are full of people. There's also a pool house with kegs of beer outside and music blaring from speakers scattered all over the place. We help ourselves to the beer, head past the pool and take stairs down to the beach where a huge bonfire is blazing 20 feet into the sky. There's a group of kids with guitars playing live music and passing a bong around. This is definitely more my scene.

"This is insane man, where did all these people come from?" I scream at Benny so he can hear me.

"Dude, probably from New York based on the high end cars. It is the start of summer. All I know is some rich kid will be having these parties all summer long. According to the website Jen sent me, he just graduated from Yale, taking a year off and mommy and daddy are away in Europe for the summer. This place will be 'the' place to party all summer long. There's even a schedule on the website showing themes. We need to get in good with this crowd. There's money to be had."

"Wow, there's some beautiful people here. These guys could be models." I drool.

"Relax, you're as hot as anyone here." Benny points out and laughs with me.

"But how many have my rap sheet and hacking experience?"

"You're one of a kind." Benny mocks me and places his hand on my shoulder.

I decide to pace myself while Benny guzzles his beer and runs back up the steps for another beer. A cute guy comes running up to me all friendly. "Hey Alec, great party bro. Thought you'd be up there fucking Randy or passed out already."

The guy is obviously fucked up, mistaking me for some 'Alec' guy. To not cause a scene and be noticed, I play along.

"Thanks bro, yeah great party, the first of many this summer." I wing a response.

"Woohooo, I won't miss any of them." He leans in and kisses me without warning. I'm so caught off guard that I don't react, then start kissing him back.

"Ahem!! Don't let me interrupt." Benny breaks the fun I'm having with a total stranger.

"Oh hey Benny." Didn't see you there, I smile.