Chapter 12 - Nothin' But A Good Time

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Robin, Louella and Steve made their rounds, scouting out who was here, and who was where. Lou had spied the back of the long-haired boy by a beer keg with his mates. However, she turned around and headed toward the kitchen with her mates,

"So, Steve," she began, taking a slice of pizza from the numerous boxes on the counter, "scout out any hot chicks?"

He nodded, taking a bite out of his own slice,

"Yeah, there were a few outside, one by the couch but she was already talking to a guy, there was another group- you were making a joke."

The two girls started laughing.

"How about you Robin, anyone catch your eye?"

She shook her head,

"Vickie's not here-"

"That's her name?" Louella gushed, putting her hands to her heart, "Vickie? That's so cute."

"Shhhh, keep it down!"

"Sorry, sorry!"

"But let's not act like you didn't notice a certain guitarist outside," Robin said, poking at Lou.

"I noticed him, I acknowledged him, I turned back around, and walked inside."

"Hm, I don't know, that seems an awful lot like you're avoiding him."

"Definitely." Steve agreed.

"I'm not avoiding him, I just haven't seen him since his dick was in my mouth so I'm sorry if that's a little awkward for me, okay!"

He coughed,

"I didn't need to know that."

"Whatever, I'll talk to him... just not now."

"Alright, whatever you say..."

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An hour later and Louella found herself sitting alone on the couch. Steve had gone off to some girl's number and Robin had found a few of her band friends.

"Hey," a familiar voice said.

She looked up and held back her groan. It wasn't Eddie, it was Andy, Jason's best friend.

"Hi," she greeted him, trying to put on a smile as he sat down beside her.

"What's Louella Quinn doing at a party sitting by herself?"

"Oh, you know, just... chillin'"

"You enjoyin' the party?"

"Yeah... yeah, it's great... who's house is this, anyway?"

He let out a small laugh,

"Mine. My parents are away for the weekend."

"Oh... cool..."

He moved a little closer to her,

"Can I get you a drink or something?" He asked over the music.

There was no way she was trusting this boy,

"Uhm... how about we go get one together?"

"Yeah, sure!"

As they made their way over to the drinks table, she could've sworn she saw his friends grinning and nodding at him. Hm.

When they got their drinks, they stepped out of the way to let others get some too.

"So, uh," He began as they leaned against a wall, "I don't think I ever got to say that I'm sorry for your loss. Billy and your family."

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