-DJ's POV-
Today was the last day of the year! We were going to have a huge party and stay up all night, my New Years resolution was to stay up till at least 6 o'clock in the morning, wayyyy past midnight...
And it was also almost my Birthday! I can't wait but I'm staying focused on tonight's New Years party.
Emma stormed downstairs, with a very red face.
"Hey, wuzzup Emma? Why do you look like iron mans suit?" I asked... And yes, I know I'm not clever but eat a pickle and deal with it.
"FRICKEN LACHLAN!" Emma yelled, shoving Brandon as she walked by him, and that's surprising....
"What's wrong with him? He's amazing!" I said.
"He's not even a good dad! He doesn't even talk to me!!! He didn't even bother to help with anything!!!!" Emma stormed.
"Okay... Then why haven't you told him that he isn't spending enough time with you? I mean... It sucks to have your youtuber dad not even talk to you." I said, and I think I was sounding too concerned.
"Well yeah! I tried! What do you expect! He's sitting upstairs with a bloody nose!!" Emma said, pushing down something... It broke and I don't know what it was, but it sounded expensive.
"YOU DID WHAT!! I said in panic, not waiting for a answer, just running upstairs to help Lachlan.
Jerome and Mitch were helping him, and I'm glad I don't despise them anymore, or else everyone would have a bloody nose.
"Lachlan, are you okay?" I said fast, and in panic.
"Ye- yeah... Em- Emma is mad at me." Lachlan said, sniffling.
"Yeah. I heard, stand up." I said.
He stood up and I saw a tear or two in his eyes. Then Vikk walked in.
"What did you do this time DJ?" He asked, putting all the blame on me.
"Nothing!! It was Emma this time!" I said fast.
"Okay then... But why do you girls keep creating drama? I'm sick of it!!" Vikk said, rushing towards Lachlan, pushing me out of the way.
I walked out of the room, quite mad at Vikk for always putting the blame on me...
Today has been horrible; Emma was mad at Lachlan, Vikk was frustrated, Lachlan was hurt, and who knows what other things are going to happen?
And you know what's even worse?? We are having a party tonight and it's going to be horrible! Everyone is going to be mad at each other, and what's a party when no one is partying?
A couple hours went past and I decided to start decorating for the party. I ran out with Kenny, some one who isn't mad... And we got some cake, pre-made pizza, and ice cream. We also got some balloons and stuff... Decorating isn't really my thing so no one should expect much...
When we got home it was 5:30, the party was starting at 7:00, and we still had to set up.
We split up the jobs;
I got the cake... I decided to add a bit more frosting... CHAOS! POWER!!
Brandon cooked the Pizza, and Ordered some because everyone seemed extra hungry.
Kenny made some tacos just cuz tacos are da best!
And lastly, Emma put up the balloons.
We finished around 6:30, and then some people started coming in. Such as the sidemen, and a couple others... Vikk looked excited to see the sidemen, and I'm just glad he won't be bothering me.
Everyone showed up early so we started the party early. But the bad thing was... Everyone got Drunk and crazy...
Glass was breaking, people were yelling, TV was blasting, and Everyone was out of control...
It was horrible and I think only Emma and I were sane, and not drunk... And we had to clean everything up, but what do you expect when everyone is drunk and you are the only ones who can even stand up strait...
We got people out of the house early... We called taxis so they didn't kill themselves. But once we got the house cleared up... We realized someone was missing... VIKRAM!!
BUM BUM BUMMMM!!! CLIFF HANGER FTW!!! But what happened to Vikk? Is he gone forever?? Find out in the next episode of DRAGON BALL Z!!!!
Sorry... I had to... BYE!!
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A Spitting Image
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