Wheels

Chapter VIII

"Vanessa! Why did you bring oreos?" I snapped as I caught Vanessa eating from a package of regular sized oreos.

"How many do you- VANESSA!" I found 4 more packages behind her seat, along with a bag of marshmallows and a family size bag of sour cream and onion chips.

"What?" she questioned, oreo crumbs flying from her mouth and landing on the steering wheel.

"Give me one at least for crying out loud." I reached my hand into the package and stole an oreo.

Stress eating seriously isn't helping her situation. But whatever. If she gets asked if she's premiered on 16 & Pregnant, I won't be there to say 'I told you so.'

I looked at the houses we passed by and grew confused as to why Vanessa began driving towards the beach.

"Um Vanessa? I think we already passed her house." I said.

"Nope. This is her house." she turned over to park in front of a large house- practically a mansion- located right on the beach. This Candice hoe has a freaking ocean in her backyard.

Once we parked it didn't occur to me that Bradley and Vanessa live together, so why didn't I see him at the house? Where is he?

"Holy smokes this house is bigger than yours!" my jaw dropped in amazement. "Oh by the way, where's Bradley?"

"He went over Owen's house with Anthony and the rest of the guys." she explained.

Right. How could I forget about Anthony coming to the party with the guys.

"Oh." I replied.

"Ugh we have to go in now I guess." Vanessa murmured, opening the car door and then slamming it shut.

We walked up the stone path leading towards the wide open front doors where we could see flashing colorful lights and hear really loud music. The front lawn was covered with beer cans and toilet paper. It was already 8pm so the sky was becoming pitch black and the stars and full moon were visible in the sky.

"Try not to drink any alcohol by the way. We need at least one of us sober so we can get home safely." Vanessa suggested before entering the doorway.

"Wasn't planning on it." I winked.

"Ugh let's go." we entered the house and it was FULL of people. All I could smell was alcohol and cigarettes. Quite a pleasing smell y'know.

Vanessa and I stayed together as we made our way through the house, searching for the boys. Where could they be?

We went to the back of the house and onto the deck, so we could catch a breath of fresh air. Sitting on the patio below us was all the boys.

"Nice to see y'all." Carson greeted us. He was cooking hamburgers and hot dogs on the grill. He was wearing a sailor outfit (for whatever reason). He wore navy blue shorts that were a bit too short and a blue and white striped shirt, along with a navy blue hat with a little red ribbon on it.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" Vanessa gagged. "And why are you using someone else's grill?"

"Because I wanted some hamburgers and hot dogs, so I'm making some hamburgers and hot dogs. Follow your dreams sista." he replied, his voice sounding a bit weird.

"Is he drunk?" I asked Vanessa.

"Probably." she answered.

I took a look at the rest of the group. Bradley was wearing black joggers and wasn't wearing a shirt at all. Link wore jeans tan joggers with a black button down shirt, which was unbuttoned down his chest. Owen was wearing black khaki shorts and a white shirt that hugged his upper body. Anthony was wearing a fucking hot dog costume. And Leo was wearing a leather jacket and black jeans, with Ansley next to him wearing a white dress.