Surviving the Turner boys

Party

Violet's pov

 Oh no! Oh no! We are in deep deep trouble! Emma is going to kill us! I was running around frantically trying to clean up which wasn't easy because I was so obliterated and I didn't even know what was right and what was left. Confused? Here let me back this up a little bit for you. Emma is about to come home and the house is completely wrecked from the wicked party we threw yesterday. Not only is there trash everywhere there is half naked people still in beds, across the lawn, and yes even in the bath tub! I'm freaking out and the worst part is I don't even remember most of what happened last night. Still don't get it? Okay, lets go back to the beginning then.

*Day of the party*

  Just a few hours ago I was crying in my parent's lawyers office now i'm planning the "most epic party ever" as Tyler put it. Both Tyler and Taylor were helping me out along with Zack, Adam, Sky and a few of my other guys friends. The boys were texting their friends and putting the word out while Tyler, Taylor and I were figuring out the theme and what all we need for the party. Ross, Eric and Peter were out at the store grabbing food decorations and of course alcohol which I had absolutely no idea about since I was locked away for like ever thanks to my dear parents.

   Anyway we finally decided just to make the party a simple and make it a costume party. Which means you can pretend to be someone your not and really enjoy yourself and that's something I really need right now. We made it simple so that we can just pick up a few decorations not to mention I have the perfect outfit picked out. The boys got back from the store and began to set up everything while they were doing that I decided to go upstairs and get ready. I sighed with relief as I climbed the stairs and made my way to my room. Emma was gone for the weekend due to a fashion meeting in New York which meant I had nothing to worry about.

   I opened up my closet and went straight to the back searching for the outfit I had in mind. One of the many perks of living with someone who is a fashion designer is that she is more then willing to have you try out any of her designs and in return give you the ones she approves of. I ran my hands along all of my outfits until I found the one I was looking for. I grabbed the dress and put it on standing in front of the mirror admiring myself for a few seconds before turning away. For my costume I decided to try and pull off a Pocahontas  kind of look I mean who wouldn't she was gorgeous.

  After I was done admiring the dress I grabbed my lacey brown high heel boots and slipped them on. I walked over to the bathroom and put on some mascara just to keep it simple once I finished putting on my make up I put my hair in braids and added a head band that went across the my forehead I grabbed a necklace that matched and I admired myself once more before walking out of my room and across the hall to Will's room. 

   Will really hasn't talked to me much since we were at the Lawyer's office. I think it's because of the whole party idea. I guess I understand him wanting to be protective but i'm not a baby I can take of myself regardless what people think. All my life i've been treated like I can't take care of myself all because I was born into a wealthy family. Well let me tell you wealth is everything just look at my life. Living with strangers and now parentless all because of wealth. I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth and honestly I hate it.

 I knocked on Will's door slowly before starting to reconsider what I was doing. What if he doesn't want to talk to me? What if this is a bad idea? Maybe I should just go back and cancel everything? I began to slowly turn around when I heard the door open. I wasn't sure what to do in that moment so I froze with my back towards him. I guess I thought maybe if I pretended that I was standing there that he wouldn't talk to me? Whatever the reason was it was a stupid one because Will began speaking to me anyway.