AfterHours - Skephalo

Chapter 1

TW: Mentions Of Smut, Mentions Of Alcohol, Swearing

Zak

I walked through the hallways chatting away with my friend Dave. He was throwing a party at his place this weekend. It was going to be one of the best this year. We had invited the whole school, and we had planned for days.

"Yo Zak." I turned around to see a guy named Noah.

I stopped and shook his hand.

"You gonna have alcohol this weekend?"

"Yeah, of course, my guy."

"Cya tomorrow night." I nodded and walked away with Dave again.

Everyone at this school knew me for this kind of stuff, and I never got in trouble for it either. Ever since I was younger, I had been sneaking stuff around my parents. The one time they caught me, though, they didn't care. Sometimes they'd even help me. I was a professional at fake IDs as well. Some people would even hire me to get them a real-looking one. It was easy money for me.

I sighed as Dave and I stepped out of the school and to my car. It was a Friday, thank god. School is dreadful. The party was tomorrow night, so we went to Dave's house to plan. His parents were out of town for two weeks. They only left three days ago, so after, we'd have time to clean up. And we weren't just throwing this for fun. We're going to sell alcohol and rent room so people can- You know. I shivered at the thought. Sex always disgusted me. Why would you want to put your thing in someone else's thing. Ew.

I started the engine of my blue jeep and turned on the radio. I was one of the only people who had their own car at our school. With some help from my parents and the money I earned at parties, I could afford it easily. I drove to Dave's house and parked near the curb. We hopped out and grabbed anything out of my car we didn't want to be stolen. My car literally didn't have doors over half the time, so someone could easily come by and snatch stuff out of my car. We walked up to his house, and he grabbed a package off the front porch and opened the front door. Every time I stepped into his house, I always forgot how huge it was. We walked to the kitchen and threw all our stuff on the ground. Dave set the package on the kitchen counter with some other mail.

"Tommy, Toby, and Wilbur are all going to stay with friends tomorrow night so they won't get in the way." He said, rummaging through the cabinets, looking for who knows what.

"Good. Things might get a little crazy." I said, drawing shapes on the counter with my finger.

Tommy then ran into the kitchen, the two other brothers following close behind.

"What did I tell you guys about running in the house?" Dave scolded, not getting much of a reaction from the brothers.

I laughed. Although they could be annoying, they made me laugh.

"Fuck you bitch!" Tommy yelled before running off through the house at full speed.

"I don't know how I'm going to live with them for two weeks. It's only been three days, and I already want to jump off a cliff."

I giggled, laughing into my sweater paws.

"God, you are so childish sometimes." Dave said as he glared at me.

"You have to admit that they're funny sometimes." I laughed.

He rolled his eyes before dragging me upstairs to where the bedrooms were.

"We can use mine, Phils, and the three guest rooms." He said, walking me through the many hallways of his house.

I nodded, standing right next to him as we wandered around his house.

"I bought a few items to put in the rooms, and we had some leftover from last time." I cringed.

We continued down the hallways, and he showed me which rooms we'd block off and which ones wouldn't be. He also brought me out to the backyard and showed me all the tables he's set up near the pool. Although no one usually swam, someone always got thrown it, which added drama. We finally stepped back inside, sat at the dining room table, and discussed alcohol. I was in charge of it because I was good at getting it. We decided to get some beer, vodka, rum, and a few others. We also decided to get some non-alcoholic drinks for the kids who didn't drink or wanted to mix them together. We estimated the cost of all the alcohol to be around three hundred dollars.

"So if we sell it all, it will be around five hundred so a two hundred dollar profit." I said.

I grinned. This was going to be great. I had my... ways- to sell more as well.

After a few more hours of budgeting and planning, I waved goodbye and headed out the door. The drive home was short and quick; I pulled into the driveway and put the car in park. I yawned and walked up the front walkway and into the house. I'll just get the alcohol tomorrow, as it was already getting really late. My sister Samira greeted me at the door and handed me a package.

"Whatcha order?" She asked as I opened it up and peeked inside. I folded the package under my arm and glared at her.

"Nunya."

I laughed before heading up to my room and throwing all my stuff on my bedroom floor. I set the package on my desk and then flopped onto my bed. Even though It was still decently early, I decided to try to sleep. I needed all the energy I could get. That was one of the ways I was able to make it to all the parties: sleep and Caffeine. I laid under my covers, not even bothering to change. I did slip off my jeans and throw them across my room though. I don't know how someone could ever sleep in jeans.

I reached over, grabbed my phone, and set an alarm for nine am. I shoved my phone under my pillow before drifting off to sleep.