There might be a pov change midway through because it's awkward how much I'm having to write 'I'.
Nvm no there isn't!
*(Makeout scene!)*
Sandys freaking out, its 5:45 and she can't find her makeup that matches my shade to cover my black eye. I was honestly debating whether it was worth the effort.
"We can just go without it!" I insisted for the 20th time. After a frantic hand gesture she groaned, setting her makeup bag down and turning to me.
We're both ready and dressed we could just leave now, but Sandy being Sandy was going to make this difficult. I may aswell as just leave and if she decides she wants to come I'll be in the car.. actually, that's a great idea!
"Sandy," I sighed, watching her look around for anything she mightv'e missed that she needs to pack into her handbag. "I'm going to wait in the car, K?"
She shooed me away with her hand and continued her search, rude. I couldn't care less at this point, I'm just looking forward to the party.
Sure, I've been drunk before but not around a huge crowd of people! The more I think about it the more nervous I become.
I closed the front door behind me, stepping out and feeling a cool breeze. Refreshing. I skipped over to the car, too overcome by excitement to walk properly. Well, maybe more adrenaline than excitement.
I slunk into the back seat, watching funny cat videos until they would finally decide to come out.
Eventually, after a plethora of cat videos the front door opened revealing Zain dragging Sandy to the car. Apparently, he too had had enough of her shenanigans.
Sandy landed beside me, letting out a huff signalling her distaste for the man handling. Zain walked around the car and hopped in the drivers seat. He angled the main mirror so that he could see behind. But all that I could see were his eyes in the mirror.
He reversed and off we headed, I hope it doesn't get too Batshit crazy.
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"We're here!" Zain called out and I heard the gear stick crank into park. "Hop out, I'll catch up with you two later."
Didn't have to tell me twice, I was up and out in no time. My hair fell around my face from the sudden movement into a more natural look. I really like my hair, it's a nice coffee brown and it's fluffy. And when I bring the back over my shoulders it reaches just under my nips.
Sandy stepped out and I could see how nervous she was just by the expression on her face, she firmly took hold of my hand. "Don't worry, we'll be just fine! Just stay with me okay?" I reassured, squeezing her hand. She nodded and we headed for the front door.
Beer cans scattered across the front lawn and a few people were passed out on the porch. You could see the lights before you even got up the steps. It looks like a rave!?
I looked at Sandy for approval to open the door, my hand holding the door knob. She gave me one nod and that was it, we are in. The atmosphere was thick and the air was hot. It reeks of weed and booze.
Sandy loosened my grip a little, so I turned around. Ruby. Ruby was with a few other mean popular looking girls. I'm not the kind of guy who hangs out with those girls, all they do is talk about plans they'll never do.
I finally let go of Sandys hand, trusting Ruby to take care of her whilst I grab a quick drink. I've been here before, it's Todd's place. He's a brainy guy in my science so he asked me over to do research this one time. I can't believe he'd throw a party with college students.
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my best friends older brother
RomantizmA gay story in which Alex (17, nearly 18) finds out his true feelings for his best friends brother (20, almost 21), Alex finds out how he feels at a college party in which he gets too intoxicated and ends up playing a cliche spin the bottle challeng...