It's December 31st, New Years Eve. Cole has invited me over for a party, the call went like this.
"Mikey (my name is Michelle but they call me Mikey) later on everyone is gonna come to mine and we are gonna sit outside blast some music and chill out on my trampoline." Cole has a massive house and his garden has a trampoline that is like the size of a living room and kitchen put together, it's mad.
"Cole, it's gonna be cold you know, you wild child." I reply.
"Wrap up warm then, come to mine at 7 and you can sleep over like the rest alright?" He insists.
I mumble yes and the call ends.
I rush downstairs and tell my mum and she offers me a lift but I refuse as I want to get a taxi. I book the taxi and go upstairs, wash my face and pick out some clothes.
Leggings that have pockets, a Nickelback shirt and a flannel. I also get out my bomber jacket just in case I get too cold.
It quickly gets to 6:45pm and my taxi is outside. I get in and remind him of where to go, on the way I see Ellouise and I ask the cab to pull over and she gets in.
"Coles party better be good." She says.
Soon we arrive there and he welcomes us in as I pay the taxi.
We go into his garden and there are banners, balloons, lights and a massive stereo.
"You went all out didn't you Cole, you really did." Ell says, as she goes in to say hi to others in there, leaving me and Cole alone.
"Hey! So how have you been?" He asks hugging me.
"I've been good man, you?"
"I'll tell you after I've had some alcohol." He chuckles.
We waltz indoors and I see Maya, literally my worst enemy. She glares at me and rolls her eyes. Whatever did I do to make her hate me?
"Michelle, golden girl." She says, mocking my gold earrings that frankly are quite large.
"Maya, douche face!" I mumble when she turns her back.
Coles brother Zac hears me and softly giggles.
"Music?" Zac says.
"Go ahead, but don't play your hipster skateboarding songs." Cole says. You see, Zac always goes out, gets drunk, gets high, and skates around the town with an energy drink in his hand. Everybody mocks him but I find it pretty cool.
He puts on this teen dance party playlist and from there, Cole gets the alcohol and I can't exactly remember much but I can piece it together.
11:24pm: I was sick in Coles en Suite toilet.
1:38am: We went on the trampoline and I fell on Zac and he cried.
6:39am: Zac & Cole realised that their Mum was home at 7am that day.
6:58am: We all hear his mum pull up from vacation and we leg it, tired, half naked, out the back.
Next thing I know, I'm at home and it's 1pm. As I wake up, my mum potters over and says Happy New Year and I fall back asleep.
