my phone ringing wakes me up. I bet myself twenty bucks it's Andy. I answer it without checking to see if I was right. "who the fuck are you and why the fuck are you calling me so early in the morning?"
"it's Andy." he laughs. I congradulate myself that I guessed right. he's the only person to dare call me so early. "and it's noon." okay, maybe it's not that early.
"well shit mate." I rub at my eyes and look at the clock. sure enough it's noon. "what do you want?" there's a knock on my door. "what the fuck do you want?" I yell. Andy comes in with a smug grin. I go back to my phone. "hey, I got to go, there's a jack ass in my room."
"rude." He mumbles and hangs up. "you're so mean." he whines.
"why'd you even call? you could've just come in. and how the hell did you find my house and how let you in?" I vaugly remember my dad saying Mom, him and Leahann were running to the store.
"Leah." is his only answer. of course it'd be that brat. he sits on the end of my bed. "I heard you're having a party tonight that you didn't invite me to."
"I was going to, but then, sleep." I shrug and get out of bed, hearing him take a sharp breath as he sees I'm in only my underwear and bra. "I forget how fucking hot this room gets." I pull a sweater over my head, letting it end up mid-thigh. I can't stand sweaters that fit so I always get too many sizes too big. "come on you dork, let's get some fucking coffee." he follows me out the kitchen. "can you grab my phone? I left it on my bed." he runs off as I run around the kitchen looking for the coffee grounds. I find them finally, except, their on the top shelf, in the top cupboard, that I had to stand on my tip toes to reach the handle to open. I still try my best to reach the top, even though I know I physically can't. but a girl can dream, right? a hand lands on my hip, making me gasp as Andy reaches up and grabs it for me, his front touching my back, making me freeze completely. he turns me around and hands me the grounds, smiling mischeviously.
"here you go shawty." I laugh as much as I can while staring into his angelic blue eyes. "make me a cup please?" I nod as he heads off to the bathroom. "I must pee." he exclaims as he closes the door. I roll my eyes and start enough for two cups of coffee. he comes out as the coffee starts to boil and I'm sitting on the counter, creating a group text with his band, Pierce the Veil, Simone, and my band. "what you doing?" he asks, looking at my phone upside down.
"texting people to see if they want to come over tonight. but it's, like, a formal shit thing. my dad's hosting so if my people get in trouble it's my fault and I have to show up tonight."
"what if," Andy stands betweens my legs, dangerously close to me. "you show up, talk to some people, and I find a private place so we can party all night long?"
"what about Leahann? she can't drink yet and I don't want her drinking yet."
"well, we can have alcoholess drinks for her." I nod. "so, I'll find the place while you get everyone on board and then Leah, you and I will go to the party store and get a shit ton of decorations and we'll have Leahann get the food."
"we're going to need more people." his face lights up.
"what if we invite the fans? you know, just be like 'parting it up here at this time and don't worry about selfies and meeting us, we'll have'" he gasps, as if a kid coming up with the perfect idea for a rocket ship to go to the moon to eat the moon cheese. "we can have little booths and at certain times just take a break and have a meet up. like PTV at five and shit." I high five him.
"fuck yeah man. let's fucking do it." the coffee rings and Andy pours two cups, handing me one. "okay, Dad's party starts in an hour so let's drive around and find an empty place for the party, but someplace to easily get to." he nods as we head to my room. "pass me my black short shorts." he throws them at me and I pull them on. "okay, fuck it and let's go find a place."
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"okay. yes. we will clean it up. I promise. okay. okay. yeah. thank you so much Ma'am. okay. bye." Andy hangs up. "we can rent this place tonight as long as it's clean by five tomorrow." I clap my hands as we sit on my bed. Leahann comes in.
"Costa Vida is willing to catter tonight, for cheap too."
"who's band did you say?"
"Pierce the Veil." she giggles. I high five her as she sits on my bed. "okay, I got food, Andy got the place, what are you doing Max?"
"texting."
Maxine Wells: FUCKERS PARTY AT 567 N 865 W CHANCE AVENUE IN MISSOURI FROM 1:30 - WHEN EVERYONE LEAVES BE THERE OR I CUT OUT YOUR THROAT.
Maxine Wells has dissconnected
"well, that was very, effective." Leah comments after she reads over my shoulder. "that works. now get ready and let's get party shit before Dad's friends start showing up." I look at the clock.
"we have half an hour until Dad's friends start showing up so lets rush it."
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Leahann sits in Andy's cart and they rush around trying to get all the party streamers as I get the balloons. "Hi." I greet the girl who looks younger then me. she seems to recongnize me because her jaw goes slack for a second, but she regains composure.
"hi, how may I help you?"
"so my friends and I are having this huge paty, what balloons would you suggest?" she looks up at the selection.
"well, how many people? what's the occasion?"
"who knows and just because. we're inviting fans as soon as we have eveything ready." she nods and points to plain red, big helium balloons.
"I'd suggest those. they don't break easy, they're easy to clean up if they do pop, or someone broke them, and they're good for any occasion. how big is the venue this will be held?"
"it's that old wearhouse that's been empty for years?" she nods, knowing what I'm talking about.
"I suggest, about, one hundred to two hundred."
"how much will that cost, including the helium and how long?"
"you're lucky because we have five hundred that were blown up today but they cancelled so it'd only be fifty bucks for one hundred and one hundred dollars for two hundred balloons."
"can we get ninety-nine out here please? we have other stuff that we're going to buy." she nods.
"just bring your sutff back here when you're ready and we'll get your balloons, otherwise they'll start to deflat already." I nod.
"thank you." I run back to find Andy and Leah gettting cardboard cutouts. "what the fuck?"
"we found you and me and PTV." Andy laughs, showing the cutouts.
"give those over, I'll have her hold them. we're getting ninety-nine red balloons." he snorts as he hands me my band and his. he runs PTV up with me. "can you hold these? we don't have room in our cart." she smiles and nods. "if anyone complains about three grown adults running like lunitics, that's us." she laughs and nods. we run back to Leahannn and get a ton more streamers, confettii and needless items. we check out, getting out ninety-nine red balloons, and book it to the warehouse. "Andy, get your band over here to help, Leah and I need to make an apearance." he huffs at us.
"fine, but be back soon." I salute him and Leah and I drive home, angsty about the party.
