UNFAMOUS [BOOK ONE] (A Wattpad 'Featured Story')

Ch. 21 | Cartier

It's finally the end of term! After three surprisingly eventful months we'll all be deserting Brompton for Christmas and my flat is buzzing with festive holiday excitement. The girls and I decided that before we all head home that we'd throw a little Christmas dinner party in the communal kitchen and invite our nearest and dearest that we'd gotten to know over the duration of the term. As the girls are my nearest and dearest, I invited Tyson, who thought that Angelica should join us as well. Great! I don't particularly want her here, but over the last few of weeks -after Ty and I were forced by our mothers to wave our white flags -I had gotten to know her a little more and much to my displeasure, she is as sweet as she looks. It was easy to see why Ty was so smitten with her. Yoshi invited Ace, Fontaine invited Leon –Mr Tall Dark and Hench from Sunday Slam that she had been getting quite friendly with as of late – and Carmen invited Bless. We'd advised her against it of course, but she started getting defensive about it, so to avoid dampening her festive spirit (and having her dampen ours with one of her trademark moods), we dropped it. Bless isn't going to change no matter how much effort she puts in; if he wanted to make her his girlfriend he would have, but she thinks that he just needs a bit more time, after all, it has only been three months of her cooking for him, cleaning up after him, following him from event to event, helping him out with his coursework, having multiple lengthy conversations and multiple orgasms. Sometimes you just have to leave people to their own devices so they can figure it out for themselves. As the saying goes, those who don't hear must feel.

I'd decided to go cold turkey on Nate –no contact whatsoever –so I didn't have a date for our little shindig. I had Tyson; my friend. With all of the drama that I've gone through this term, boys are the last thing on my mind.

The girls and I have been up since 9am doing a bit of last minute shopping, decorating the kitchen and cooking a variety of dishes for this evening. It's set to be a perfect evening and although I'm dateless, I'm content. Carmen strung pearlescent fairy lights around door frame and the windows, Yoshi covered the available surfaces that weren't in use with vanilla tealights, white glitter to represent the snow -Carmen told her it represented the mess she would be cleaning up all by herself -and 4 decorative angel figurines that she'd handcrafted out of polyester, paperclips, feathers and more glitter. Fontaine and I were in charge of trying to make the dinner table look presentable for the occasion. We had pushed the two medium sized wooden tables together to create one large one, and covered it with a white bed sheet and my gold brocade H&M pashmina draped down the middle for a table runner. To make it appear a little more festive and we had nicked a couple of Yoshi's tealights, which we arranged on a white plate in the middle of the table around a wine glass filled with 'Celebrations'. As we were students with limited resources, we had opted for paper plates and plastic cups with white and gold Christmas designs on them as opposed to our mismatched tableware. We teamed the plates and cups with some white plastic Smartprice cutlery from ASDA and a couple of cheap Christmas crackers from Poundland -our funds had begun to run disastrously low by the time Fontaine decided that we had enough alcohol. All in all, everything looked wonderful.

The fridge is filled with fruit juice, wine, a 6 pack of Stella Artois for the boys, and the ever necessary bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream –my favourite! There are also a few store bought desserts (chocolate profiteroles, lemon meringue and strawberry cheesecake), which (hopefully) will still be left over tomorrow so that the girls and I can pig out before we head home. I'm busying myself making sure that my large honey roast chicken and Aunt Bessie's crispy roast potatoes and Yorkshire pudding's (I don't care if it's cheating, the Aunt Bessie brand is delicious!) are cooked to golden perfection, Carmen is making a huge tray of macaroni and cheese, and a big pot of rice and peas...well more like the rice cooker is making rice and peas, but she had done her part by putting the ingredients in! Yoshi had put herself in charge of the starters as she can't cook that well. She is currently warming up readymade savoury treats from Iceland in the other oven, and spooning readymade coleslaw and potato salad into serving bowls. Fontaine, who is even more incompetent in the kitchen than Yoshi, had cracked out her electronic drink fountain and is making the only thing she claims to know how to - death juice. If you don't know what death juice is then you clearly have never attended a student party. It is a mix of almost every alcoholic beverage, mixed with a bit of fruit juice so that it doesn't taste completely God awful. Fontaine chucks some tinned fruit in it for good measure so that it looks less intimidating, kind of like a fruit punch. It smells like a hangover waiting to happen.  Anyone foolish enough to drink enough of the stuff will wake up the next day feeling like they got a 'fruit punch' in their head!