head in the clouds

twenty one; josh

"Hey, she told you to leave him alone."

"She didn't actually." I laugh. "Who are you anyways?"

"I'm her boyfriend, dick head."

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"Look, I'm not saying I'm gonna be drunk! I'm just saying, if there are alcoholic beverages, I will not pass them up!" I say following her into the kitchen.

She laughs and shakes her head. "Okay, but Josh I swear to God, if you come home with another black eye I will never let you go to another party."

"I won't, I promise."

She turns back to look at me and smiles. "As much I don't like looking at it, it suits you."

"Ew, Mom you weirdo." I laugh.

She rolls her eyes and lightly hits me with her baking spoon. "Get out of my house and enjoy the party."

I chuckle and kiss her cheek before running off to get my keys. "Bye ma, love you!"

"Love you too!" She yells as I shut the door behind me.

I hop in my car and make my way across the town to Dall's house for yet another party. I park in his driveway and make way inside his house.

I walk into the kitchen, grab a Mike's Hard and push past people to find Bren and Dall.

"J! Over here!" Bren yells.

I look to the left and see them flagging me down. I smile and walk over to them, sipping my drink.

"Holy shit!" Ray laughs. "I knew you got into a fight but Jesus!"

He tries poking at my eye but I swat his hand away. "Some bitch thought I was trynna fuck his girl!" I laugh.

"Well were you?" Frank asks.

"I'm a faggot, Frank." I deadpan.

"Join the club!" Bren yells.

We all laugh and cheers to what he said, all of us taking a big chug of our drinks.

"I heard Ethan is gonna try to fight you." Ray said to me.

"Who?" I ask.

"Ethan. He's on the basketball team, friends with Tyler."

"Yeah, I have no fucking idea who that is." I laugh.

"He's the first guy you got into a fight with at the school."

"Which time?" I ask.

"The very first one." He says.

"Does not ring a bell." I shrug.

He laughs and sips his drink again. "Well if someone tries fighting you tonight, this is your warning."

I chuckle. "Well thank you."

All of a sudden there's a loud crash followed by glass shattering and people gasping. All of our attention is focused on where it came from. Someone just fell, possibly pushed, onto the living room table.

"Yo, what the fuck!" Dall yells, walking over to them.

There's chit chat and he helps someone stand up. Tyler.

He looks around, seeing everyone staring at him. Dall is trying to talk to him but he's to focused on everyone else. He pushes past him and runs up the stairs to the bathroom.

"Should I go after him?" I ask Bren.

"Why? You two aren't even friends." He says.

He's right. We aren't.