Fourteen

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Bren: hey Dallon wanna go to a party tonight

Dallon: its a Sunday

Bren: praising the lord by getting high

Dallon: can I bring friends

Bren: the more the merrier ;)

Dallon: it's time to stop

Bren: k well is that a yes

Dallon: yeah

Bren: YUS K CYA AT PETE'S

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Dal: who wants to go to a party literally everyone that you guys like is going to be there

Mel: YES PLEASE

Trick: alright

Ty: yep

Hay: k

Alex: even Jack?

Dal: probably

Alex: fuck yes

Dal: k it's at pete's so cya there

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"Mom, can I hang out with Brendon later?"

"Sure. How long will you be out?"

"Ten? Eleven?"

"Alright. You better be home by eleven, though. I'll take your computer if you do."

"Thanks, mom." Dallon smiles and runs back upstairs to go on Tumblr and play around with random flash games on the Internet.

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"Get in! We gotta be early to call dibs on the good weed and vodka gummy bears." He smiles, slamming his foot on the gas and heading off to Pete's.

"I don't wanna get wasted. I've never had a sip of alcohol in my life." Dallon looks in the sun visor's mirror and fixes his hair up a bit.

"Never? Dude, three of those gummy bears will make you pass out then." Brendon takes a sharp left and almost runs into the curb. "I may have had a beer or something before picking you up, by the way."

"What even." Dallon replies, closing the sun visor and leaning back.

"Hah, oops. Anyways, you're gonna get fucking wasted and stoned as hell. Then we're gonna get you laid."

"I've never had sex either. Plus, once my dad finds out, he'll flip."

"Well then why don't we make sure he doesn't find out?" He glances at me and almost swerves right into a tree.

"You suck at driving."

"I know."

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"Hey, dude!" Pete yells at Brendon when he opens the door, "We got the good stuff tonight."

"I know. You get those vodka gummy bears?"

"Hell yeah. They're in the fridge."

"Cool. Dallon, follow me." Brendon gestures for Dallon to follow and skips awkwardly to the fridge. He grabs a bowl and sets it on the counter, taking off the plastic, "Have one."

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