Perhaps's next summer?

Drunken blonde

Caroline pulled the straightening iron through the last lock of her hair. She had decided to go with straight hair for the party. She only put on a hint of makeup, it wasn't really her thing. While other girls were piling their faces like they were icing cakes. She was wearing a knee length dress, sleeveless that was sparkly green.

(buzz buzz)

Caroline looked down at her phone and smiled.

I'm at your front door. A text from Nic said.

Well, then knockkk! She replied.

Is your dad home?

She giggled to herself. Yes.

Well then you understand.

You know I could make you wait outside all night.

Well then I would wait for you.

She rolled her eyes at his cheesiness.

She turned to Will to find him lurking near the cat food. "I literally just fed you!" He continued circling the food.

She grabbed her purse and phone and headed downstairs.

Dad and Robbie were watching a ball room dancing video online in the kitchen. Colin and Connor were irritating the old dog, Roxy at the back door. Roxy however was attempting to bite them.

"Dad! I'm going now!" she called out.

"Hold on!" she heard his voice coming nearer.

"Yes?" She asked innocently.

"So is there... going to be any alcohol at this party?

"Agrhh dad!" she whined. "I know the talk, No drinking, No Sex, No drugs. I know the talk" she felt like she had to say it again.

"Ah...right well, have fun be back before twelve or at least call if you're not going to be back before then."

She passed the twins, "See ya's!" she said.

They didn't reply. Their focus was all on Roxy.

She opened the front door then quickly shut it. She sighed. Then she remembered who was there.

"Oh." She exclaimed.

Nic was sitting on the veranda swing smiling up at her, with his arms crossed.

"Now, that dress was my favourite."

Nic was wearing a v necked white top with a black suit jacket and black pants.

He stood up and held his arm out to her.

"Are you ready for hell?"

She giggled, then stopped short when she saw his car.

"What is that!"

"What?" he said confused looking around.

"That!" she pointed her finger to the silver Mercedes Benz sitting in their drive way.

"You've got to be joking." She turned to face him.

"Oh...that." He looked away shyly.

"Yeah, that."

"Umm...well I like to travel in style?"

"You like to travel in style?"

"Yeah come on. Or were going to be late!" he started walking towards the car.

She stood there with her arms crossed.

"Caroline!" he turned when he realised she wasn't following him.