Coffee

2 - Party (Newt)

"YOURE WHAT!?" It was 8 o clock, and of course, Tabby and Max were at my door. I hadn't spoken to them since I told them I was moving. Obviously they had only just gotten my message.
"You can't be moving Newt! Do not leave me here with Max! He drives me up the damned wall!"
"Hey!"
"Oh shut up. You know you do." Tabby said pushing him gently.
"Sorry guys, but you know I can't stay here if my mum has found a way out. If there's a way out, we have to take it. You guys know that." I said, in my most kind and gentle voice.
"I don't give two flying fucks about your way out. Who am I gonna tell my crazy sex roleplaying stories to? Madison just got more condoms so it's gonna be sexville for us!"
"Okay, gross. You can just tell them to Tabby, Max."
"Na she always tells me it's wrong, or I shouldn't be taking advantage of her or whatever. So what if I'm the rebound from her last boyfriend? She's the one who wanted to get with me!" He started speaking directly to Tabitha. These guys really didn't get along. In a friendly kind of way. It was kind of cute to be honest.
"Well it is wrong. She just broke up with her boyfriend! And the minute she did she got with you? Can't you see something ain't right?"
"We've been dating for 5 months tabby! If it was wrong it would of ended by now!" I cut them off. As much as I loved hearing their endless arguments, which truthfully were stupid in the first place, I wanted to get to this damn party.
Did I seriously just say that?
Wow I must be totally off my head.
"Guys, hate to interrupt this little affair but can we go? I'm hungry and all I want is teenager junk food."
"When are you leaving?" tabby asked.
"Well I thought now, but whenever-"
"No, for New Haven."
"Tomorrow morning."
"So this is the last night. Our last party. The last Friday night?" Tabby said and it looked like she was going to cry. It soon disappeared when Max threw his arm around her.
"Hey Tabby, come on, it's gonna be okay. We will Skype him everyday."
"Get off of me you weirdo." She pushed him again, a little harder this time, making him stumble sideways.
"Okay... Well let's make this night a good one!" Max screamed. We ran down towards the car and hopped in. We couldn't stop smiling if we tried.
"This place is... Woah."
"Yea... Woah."
"Let's get this party started!" I shouted, running through the crowds of people. Kids were sliding down the stairs, beer poured all over themselves, Kids were making out everywhere you looked, and kids were grinding on each other. I could of sworn I felt one grind onto my leg. It was crowded beyond belief. But we didn't care. We came here for one thing, and one thing only. To get completely fucked up. I grabbed as many bottles of beer as I could find and handed them to Max and Tabitha.
"To the trio!"
"To the trio!" We all smashed the bottles together, and downed them. I could already feel the alcohol taking place. I never usually drinkers, so to me, this was stronger than anything I've ever had.
"This is Sam" max said, "she's from outta town! You should totally talk to her!" He was trying his best to shout over the music.
"I told you, I'm not interested in dating! Or even talking! Tell her to find someone else tonight!" he whispered it into her ear, and she said something. I couldn't quite hear her, but it looked like she said asshole. The night flew by, and I hardly remember any of it. I remember going upstairs to a room, I remember Max hooking up with some random chick, I remember Tabitha pouring beer on some guy who tried to grab her ass, and that's all I really remember. It was over so quick.
Tabby called a cab to pick us up which I'm pretty sure we threw up in way too many times, dropping Max off first. Then Tabitha, then me. I paid the cabbie, tipping him for not freaking out about the vomit, and headed back into my house. Praying to god my mum wouldn't see me in such a state. I had a tie around my head and my shirt was completely ripped open.
I opened the door and squeezed through the small gap, keeping it small so It wouldn't creak. Luckily, my mum appeared to be asleep, or in her room at least. Thank god for that.
I went up to my room and flopped onto my bed. Soon enough I sank into a heavy sleep. Boy am I going to be hungover tomorrow.