I was sitting on my couch, when there was a knock at my door.
"Hey Beth are you home." It was John he was yelling outside of my house.
"Yea, come inside Frusciante."
He opened the door with one hand and seemed out of breath his crimson hair hung in his face.
"Hey, there's a party in like 30 minutes. Wanna come."
"Uh sure, let me put on something it will take like two seconds."
"Ok." He sat down on my couch and fixed his hair.
I ran to my room and tore off my sweatshirt. I put on jean shorts and a white tank top with a leather jacket.
"Ok John lets go." I said running out of my bedroom.
"What about your shoes?"
"Oh." I grabbed my combat boots by the door. "Come on lets go."
We walked out the my house. John held open the car door. "Ladies first."
Flea was driving and Chad was sitting in the passenger seat.
"Hey is Marisa and Anthony coming?" I asked Flea.
"I don't know they could be too busy having sex or arguing over which color they should paint the walls." Flea was obviously making fun of the fact that Anthony was in a serious relationship.
It had taken about 45 minutes to drive over to the persons house. When we got there Chad had gotten out and talked to the first hot girl he saw.
"That horny bastard." Flea said as he parked the car.
We all got out. We entered the guys house and immediately lost Flea.
"He probably went to go hit on chicks with Chad." Anthony appeared behind us.
"Hey look who decided to join us." I outspread my arms to welcome Anthony and Marisa in a hug.
"Hey come on lets go inside." Marisa said pushing the three of us forward.
We got inside and the first thing i saw was Chad getting wasted with Flea. Anthony ran over jumping over a couch and demanded he get some the next round.
Marisa turned to John and I and pulled out a joint.
"Hey guys wanna go outside and hit this."
"Hell yeah" John said walking toward the door.
We went outside and lit up. We went into the backyard, where there was plenty of people doing the same thing. Soon after we finished the joint Marisa went to go look for Anthony. Which left John and I alone. We walked around the house for a bit smoking and drinking with people. We walked into the house and I don't know how I didn't notice this before but there was a band.
"Hey who are these guys." John asked as we leaned against a wall.
"Uh they're some guys from Seattle I think." I responded.
"They're cool I guess." he said before he downed his drink. His hair fell into his face. I think he was too wasted to move it out of his eyes. "Hey wanna go dance." He took a step forward.
"Sure." I grabbed his hand and lead him to the middle of the crowd. Of course being hammered we did not dance that great. A couple songs passed by.
"Ok, I think I'm done." I said running my hand though my sorta damp hair.
"Come on one more song." John pleaded.
Right then we heard a loud woo coming from outside. It was Anthony. John and I ran outside. Anthony and Chad were fucking wrestling. After they ran into each other they both fell to the ground laughing their asses off.
