Perfect (bxb)

Perfect *4*

Dylan O'Brien as Dean Chaldner O.o Gimme the eye candy, just give it to me *-*

Yours truly, author-chan ;D

What happened the last chapter...

Our parents probably won't care anyway, but I just want them to know though. I don't want to worry them. I like to think that they might do that, if I don't write them a note. It's just wishful thinking, but I can't help it. Maybe, if they know that I care, they might do the same one day. I just want them to be there for me. I'd like to get a lecture about underage drinking, my grades or that I'm playing games way too often, but I don't even get that. I wouldn't know how to react, if they were to suddenly take interest in me and my life though. I'm not even trying to impress them anymore because I know, they just don't care and they won't EVER.
 

Currently...

"Yo, Zero! Long time no see!" "Kyle, great t'see ya, man!", he greets me obviously already tipsy. "I brought Dean with me this time." "Jordan's gonna be e-ex..-extasic!", he shouts in my ear, but that's alright. Who needs their hearing anyway, ain't I right? Avoiding my drunk friend, I go inside the basement and the first thing I see is Jake. He's also friends with Zero, but he doesn't hang out here as often as I do, so that's why I'm a bit surprised. He usually doesn't show up this early in the week, but rather on the weekends. Mira jumps at me as soon as she notices me. Uh, she is kinda clingy, but not the bad clingy, more like the good clingy. I mean, she knows when to stop!

"Hey, Kyle-boo! Cana was being mean to me! You have to protect me from her. She said that she won't share her Jack Cola with me!" "Uhuh, Mira. Get your own drink. Cana's just a lil' possessive of her booze.", I try really hard not to sound like I'm talking to a little kid and I'm seriously suppressing the urge to pet her head right now, but when Mira's drunk, she kinda acts childish at first, later she... ah, let's wait until she behaves THAT way. 

A flash of light brown runs past me; it's probably Jordan. I feel actually pretty sorry for Dean right now. Jordan's going to bother him with dumb pick-up lines all night and Dean is easy to embarrass. He blushes, because of the smallest things, too. Actually now, that I'm thinking about it, if he ever lets Jordan into his pants, he'll probably bottom. Okay, kinda disturbing to think about stuff like that. He's my brother for god's sake! Or is switching a thing? I'm not really that informed about stuff like that. Don't blame me for being... straight? Well, I'm not too sure about that anymore. 

Shaking my head to get these thoughts off my mind I get myself a Jack-Cola and sit down on one of the beanbag chairs occasionally taking a sip of my drink. I usually drink pretty slowly, because I want to enjoy every bit of it and let's be serious: everything that's not beer should be cherished like that. Beer doesn't even compare to schnapps, especially the American one. I got to taste the German one a while ago and let me tell you: Germany is famous for drinking beer all the time for a reason! It's nowhere near disgusting as the American one and I say this as a beer loather. It's still weird for a guy to despise beer though. No peer pressure of the world would get me to drink that.

Jake is in here, watching me drink my alcoholic beverage, he's probably judging me right now. I catch him eyeing me for the third time now. Oh my fucking God, he hates me, he presumable wants me to choke on my drink... or something else (( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) Bad mind! Dirty mind! I wanted to talk to him tomorrow originally, but now that he's here,  I should perhaps take the opportunity and speak to him... but I wanted to get drunk today technically, so...  my options are: talking with Jake or avoiding my problems for the night... hmmm... that's a pretty hard decision. NOT!

"LET'S GET WASTED!", I yell and raise my white cup. The others do the same: "Aye!" 

-time skip-