The Trouble With Two Seasons

Chapter 40 : Holy Sh*t

This month, the basketball team's annual victory party was to be held at Chris' condo.

Everyone was excited as the day finally arrived. They looked forward to it being the usual, a loud house party with a wild playlist,vape, alcohol and making out, lots of it.

It was all fun and merry until Pope Martinez, Chris' Dad arrived two days early from Evangelism in Belgium, censoring the entire event.

So it was with a drag as the basketball team and the rest of the kids invited spent most of their time shuffling through cards, sipping expensive wine and horsing around. Others just lounged in the backyard, laying in hammocks or chattered with their feet dipped in the pool.

It took a while for Pope Martinez to finally take leave for an impromptu conference. Apparently his flight had been pushed to an earlier date and he had to rush to get to it.

Then,the real party began.The team hauled in spiked food and  brought out vape.The DJ cranked up the music, disturbing  the serene neighborhood. Chris then unlocked his secret stash of booze he kept stashed behind some old books in his Dad's library.The party started to blaze.

Summer sat on Asher's laps, playing with the buttons on his varsity jacket as he quietly gazed at her.She remained at it for a while amidst the part buzz as Asher occasionally sipped the beer in his hands.

"You're driving Ash, don't drink to much else you'll get drunk." Summer chastened subtly pushing the can of beer away from his lips.

Asher shrugged," The party's trash."

Summer placed the half drunk can of beer on the side table beside the sofa and slipped off Asher's laps.She held out an outstretched palm to him.

"Let's go upstairs,St.Williams just texted they're hanging out in Pope's library."

Asher groaned taking her palm.Summer smiled, leading him through the throng of bodies upstairs.

Summer pushed open the first door upstairs,which looked like Chris' family room. A couple rested against a wall dry humping,their moans muffled by the kiss they shared.

"Holy shit!" Asher cussed as they quickly withdrew from out of the room.Summer muttered an apology pulling the door close after casting a sorrowful glance at the Virgin Mary pulpit.

The next door they tried was locked and then the next revealed a dimly lit room with an array of bookshelves.

"This must be it." Summer announced stepping in.They wondered a bit towards the only source of light,a dimly lit lamp at the further end of the room and turned a corner, revealing another door.

Asher cracked the door open,a voice rang from inside.

"Yo! Who the hell is that out there! We're trying to make babies here,scoot!" St. Williams voice called out. There was muffled laughter from inside the room after. Summer shook her head, pushing the door wide open, revealing a bright room with larger bookshelves.

St.Williams ,Chris and a couple of their other friends hang out on the floor on a plush cashmere rug.

St.Wiliams let out an awkward laugh. "Oh,I was just trying to keep the imposters out." He explained why he barked out at them.

Summer waved it off." The St.Williams I know wouldn't bother to talk if he was getting laid,his mouth would have been other places.We are not bothered."

The group let out a laugh as Summer and Asher settled down.

"Shit as hell party bro," Asher said to Chris.He seemed tipsy, Asher could get blunt when tipsy.