The Party That Got My Bad Boy

Chapter 3 - The Party

Picture : Ruth

Chapter 3

I woke up to bright sunlight shining in my eyes. The rays poured through the wall sized windows. I turned over and groaned to see it was only 12:00pm. Great, I came home early and only slept for two hours. Well at least I felt rested. In three more hours my sister would be home and three hours after that people would start coming to jam.

I sat up and stretched my arms out. A yawn followed and I got up to sit in front of my laptop. I was working on my own comic book with original art work. My mother knew people, and said once I finished it she could get it published. So that really motivated me to do this. Around 12:30pm my butler brought up some freshly made Italian style Lasagna with some strawberry lemonade.

Yes, strawberry lemonade. I had an addiction to lemonade. I'd drink every type of lemonade there was. I mean two summers ago that was the only drink I drank all summer. I thanked Mr. Albert and took the meal. Yes, my cooks knew what they were doing. These people were amazing and I told them all the time. My mother thought it wasn't very professional of me, but I didn't care.

The maids, cooks, butlers...they all needed to hear how amazing they were. I mean otherwise I'd just feel like some snobby rich girl who didn't care for others and just me. I texted Gene and Talia saying "hey guys, sorry couldn't take it anymore...went home to ZZZZZZ <3" They both answered "kk, babe"

Then I practically inhaled the lasagna and gobbled down the lemonade. As I thought...it was delicious. Then I returned to working on my comic. I had made it all the way to page 45.

I continued all the way until about 4:00pm. The door clicked at the sound of it being unlocked. I stepped downstairs and saw my sister and Fraido walk in. I hugged my sister and then Fraido. He did the usual 'head pat thing' and then went upstairs. Then Ruth stopped in front me and said "hey baby sis, don't bother wearing any make-up tonight"

"Why...I always do--"

"Honey, when you're young you are naturally beautiful"

"Okay" I said. I loved when Ruth said that. It meant so much coming from her, it boosted my self esteem. She put her hand on my cheek and smiled before heading upstairs. I so desperately wanted what she had. Fraido was Brazilian and when he came here they made him repeat a year. So he was 19 years old and beautiful. He also played on the school soccer team, while his younger brother played Lacrosse.

Either way...I wanted a real boyfriend, one that would really love me. Not like my BF at 13 who thought real relationships meant having sex. Bye bye V-card for me. Then my BF last year...well he was pretty much the same, only he cheated on me in the end. I didn't get it. Was I 'decent boy' repellent. I shook my head and went back upstairs. I had made it to page 85 in my comic...it was time to take a break.

I lay back down on my bed and closed my eyes again. This time my dream was full of images of Tonie. Most of them had him shirtless and looking cute/hot. My dream progressed to nice sweet lip action. Only the bang on my door ended it all and my eyes sprang open. Ruth walked in and said "okay, it's 7:00pm. It's time to call...well practically EVERYONE and start this thing."

"Great"

"Oh, um Mikka...I can't believe I'm asking my baby sis this, but can you keep an eye on Tonie tonight?"

"WHAT! WHY?! Is he not capable of watching himself?"

"He is, but Fraido knows how his baby bro gets. He gets really drunk and ends up sleeping with A LOT of girls. Just watch him; we don't want him getting HIV"

"UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I groaned out "fine." Great. Now this was going to be GREAT. I was screwed to watching my crush. And even better, he had a drunken sex problem. AWESOME. She smiled and giggled as she walked out of my room while dialing numbers on her phone.

I closed my eyes and lay back down. Only of course my dream from earlier didn't continue. Instead it was some weird dream. I was stuck in a tall grass maze with a group of random people while weird men with unicorn heads chased us. Okay, I may sound crazy...but that's what was happening.

I heard a doorbell and snapped out of my awkward dream world. I decided it would be good to walk around a little. Then once I stepped into my foyer I saw that Gene and Talia were here. Both in short stylish dresses and awesome tall heels. They both hugged me and said "ahh, Mikka ready to party?!"

"Yep" I answered. Then Talia put her arm around me and said "don't worry. Tonight we will both meet some cute guys at this party"

"I hope so"

"We will"

"Oh, by the way...you'll never guess what I got stuck with"

"Drink duty?"

"No...what the fuck no. I got stuck making sure Tonie doesn't have drunken sex"

"LOL! Don't kill me Mikka!" Talia laughed out. Gene joined in and then tried to calm herself as she said "Oh my...was this cause Fraido wants to watch out for him?"

"Yep" I answered sadly. Just then more people started coming in, at which point we just left the door slightly open. The house was nowhere near packed yet there were more than 200 people here. Music was blasting, drinks were served, dancing was happening.

Yet this wasn't me. I didn't fit in...in these situations. I grabbed a red cup and head upstairs past the crowed people, past the couples making out...past Tonie making out. I remembered to lock my door before leaving it. That was the thing about parties. Everyone knew the rules. 1: Drink as much alcohol as humanly possible. 2: Fuck as much as you want. 3: Dance as wild as you please. 4: Don't steal shit. 5: When party-ing in a rich house, fuck in the multiple guess rooms.

Only the last rule wasn't always obeyed. So I kept my room locked with a key only I had. I unlocked the door and walked inside to see everything the way I had left it. My bed made properly, my laptop closed and my guitar on its stand...with the amplifier beside it. I locked the door behind me and sat down in my computer chair. I took a sip of the drink and realized it was my mom's wine. Oh well, she never drank it anyways.

It had a crisp wet taste that was sweet at first and a little stingy after. I went on FB (Facebook) and posted pictures off my phone. Then I did the same for Twitter. I spent a few good hours on Tumblr. Then a loud slam hit my door. I jolted and felt the urge to run and hide. I tried to ignore it and continue on Tumblr. Then the loud bang came again. I got fed up and answered the door. No one was there.

I was about to slam the door shut when something grabbed my leg. I screamed out and glanced down to see a drunken Tonie at my feet. I was supposed to be watching him. Although he's fucking sixteen and should be able to take care of himself. I helped him up and brought him in my room. Then I closed and locked the door behind me.

He groaned out in his drunken state. Then he ran to the bathroom that was in my room and I could hear him puking. Since he was this far along, I'm going to guess he already had his share of drunk sex. When he came out he dropped onto my bed and almost immediately knocked out. Great. Now he was gonna have to stay here. I struggled to get him in my bed and underneath the covers.

Once he was out for sure, I took his shirt off. Not because I'm a creeper like that, but because I didn't want him to get too hot. I laid down next to him and closed my eyes. I blacked out in no time. By the time I woke up it was well after 5:00am and I opened my door to hear the music had stopped. I walked downstairs and saw the huge usual mess. I saw the usual who got too drunk and knocked out on the floor.

I yawned and went into the kitchen. I found the fridge while almost tripping on a knocked out dude. Poured myself some chocolate milk and drank it down quickly. Then I headed back upstairs and walked past my sister's area of the house and heard the bed creaking. Loud groaning and moaning escaped her room and I knew well enough that some hardcore awesome sex was happening for her.