𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬

𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄

THASMIN'S PARENTS owned a five bedroomed mansion type house on a posh estate called Chestnut Crescent. My dad was thinking of moving to this estate when my family first moved to Cardiff from East London but decided on another middle class tory core street instead. Chestnut Crescent was full of big houses – the type with the pools in the back gardens. Thasmin threw a lot of parties as her parents were away a lot on business and every party has been seen as legendary.

I walk into the house that Friday night with full expectations and I wasn't disappointed. Strobe lights hit my face and clothes, changing colours every second and seeming to match the beat of the tech house that was blaring throughout the rooms.

Amy continues to struggle walking behind me as she thought wearing wedged heels was a good idea and was immediately humbled as she nearly fell over ten times walking here. Halle kept scolding her and taking the mick which just made Amy more frustrated.

As we walk further into the house, that's when I see Logan, wearing some Caribbean shirt with the most ridiculous sunglasses on, his arms accompying round two chavs who were drunk and laughing over nothing. I take a moment to look at the dressing on his nose and couldn't help but smirk, I ended up getting excluded for three days and my dad was raging but it was so worth it. Logan frowns as soon as he sees me and I seemingly return a glare as I walk past.

"This house is like a maze." Halle comments as we make our way into the kitchen where Tom and Chris were standing already downing their drinks like it was water.

I clear my throat, making Tom turn to me and his eyes instantly widen at me. I hope I fare some attraction because it took me and the girls hours to get ready. Amidst all the chaos of clothes on the floor and perfecting eyeliner wings my mum randomly appeared and told me to enjoy myself and to not worry about dad. Thinking back, mum was acting so strange before I left tonight but I didn't have time to think about it.

"You look so hot." Tom compliments, placing his hands on my waist.

I grin in response as I hear Chris complimenting Amy too before offering to have a competition of who could stuff the most marshmallows in their mouths. Chramy were so like each other which is why they clicked so well and are the way they are.

"I'm gonna get fucking wasted!" Amy says to me, filling her drink with straight vodka.

"Amy," I warn. "That's straight vodka."

"Dares." Amy offers, grabbing another cup and filling it up with vodka before passing it to me. "Down in one."

Oh god.

Without a question, we both tap our cups together before downing the burning liquid down our throats. I squeeze my eyes shut, slamming the cup down on the table and afterwards follows two words out of Amy's mouth that soon becomes a reality.