Hate Him // G.D

0.6 Heated Pool

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As we pulled into the gravel drive to Pauls house I noticed all the teens I could see through the window. Then as we got closer I noticed the crowd at the pool.

It was New Jersey in December, it never got above 35 degrees. I watched as a guy jumped of the diving board, doing a flip. He was applauded by the teens with red cups gripped in their hands.

"Bro this is lit." I say to Brandon as he parks the car.

"For real." He says as we start walking up the stairs to the house.

The door flings open to a Paul standing in khakis and a light blue shirt, his outfit looked similar to Brandon's except Brandon was wearing Jordan's and Paul was wearing Vans.

"Hey Smiths! Hows it going?" He said slapping us both on the back. "You guys look great." He said wriggling a finger at our clothes.

He had a slight slur in his voice and by the way he wriggled around you could tell he was definitely drunk.

Brandon and I awkwardly laughed and handed him his present. Brandon had chosen the present because I had no clue what to get.

"Thanks so much!" He yelled excitedly. "You are both my bestest friends." He said.

A moment later a random blonde girl in a tight hot pink dress walks up and whispered something in his hear causing his eyes to widen.

"Im sorry my best friends but I have to go with this little lady somewhere." He said smiling.

Brandon and I both laughed and nodded.

"Hey guys." Gracie said walking up to us.

"Hayden im gonna go get some food, ill see you later." Brandon said waving.

I waved back and looked at Gracie. She looked beautiful her hair was in a long dark brown braid. Her dress was violet and stopped right above her knees.

"Want a drink?" She asked. "Sure." I shrugged and followed her to the kitchen to retrieve two cups.

"What is this?" I ask her eyeing the drink.

"Vodka babe." A random guy says behind me.

"Oh." I say before casually taking a sip.

I slowly swallowed as it burned my throat but it wasn't as bad as thought.

Gracie and I slowly made our way outside where we were sitting at a table talking about random things mostly because we were slightly drunk.

Peyton sat beside me.

"Hey how are they swimming isn't the pool like 20 degrees." I say slowly confused.

She laughs. "Its heated."

"Oh!" I say and wink.

She nods confused but laughs.

Twenty minutes went by of us just talking about random stuff.

Then we made our way back inside.

Music blasted through the house and Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran played.