Not Her Mission

Phase 6

Peter and I decided to meet at his house before the party, since it was only a few blocks from his house. 

I knock on the door of his apartment. A brunette woman opened the door. 

"Oh!" She said with surprise.

"Oh?" I asked.

"Not oh in a bad way. Just... I was expecting... not you. I don't mean that in a bad way, I just wasn't... I'm Peter's Aunt May. You're (Y/n), right?" She awkwardly said.

"I am." I replied with a small smile.

"Well, come in." May gestured into the room. "I'll tell Peter you're here." She left the room to find Peter.

I looked around at the small apartment. It was cozy. I looked at some pictures hanging on the wall. Peter was in most of them. He was so small. 

"Peter said he'll be out in a few minutes." May emerged from a hallway. "Can I get you something to drink?"

"No thank you, I'm good." I replied. 

"So, how'd you and Peter meet?" She questioned.

"Well, we met a few weeks ago. I recently moved here. I sat next to him on the bus. He showed me to my first class. We have some classes together. Then, I guess we just became friends."

"Oh, okay." Peter walked into the room

"Hey, You ready to go?" He asked.

"Yeah." Peter and I walked towards the front door. 

"Make good choices!" May called to us, "No Drugs or Alcohol! Be back at a decent hour!"

"We'll be fine, Aunt May," Peter said before shutting the door.

Peter and I walked down the street. Cars and kids filled the surrounding area. Music could be heard three houses down. 

We walked into the half crowded house party. Couples were violently making out. Kids were dancing and horribly singing along to whatever pop song was playing. Lucy spotted us. 

She waved and ran over to us. 

"Y/n)! You made it! I'm so glad," Lucy said as she gave me a hug. Then she turned to Peter.

"And Peter! You're here! Thank you for coming!" 

Another girl called Lucy's name.

"Hey! Give me a few minutes!" She called to her. Then she turned her attention back to us. 

"Follow me!" Lucy grabbed my wrist and pulled Peter and I to the kitchen. Lucy picked up two empty red solo cups and handed them to us. She also handed us a sharpie. 

"Write your names on these, so you don't lose them. Feel free to drink whatever. There's no alcohol, so don't worry about that," Lucy said, "I have to go, but you two have fun, alright?"

Lucy sashayed away, leaving Peter and I alone. Well, as alone as you could get in a decent sized house party. 

I filled my cup with water. Peter did the same.

A girl with a high ponytail squeezed past us. She dragged a boy behind her. 

Peter and I slowly made our way to the living room. A game of truth or dare was in session. 

"Truth or dare, James?" A girl asked. I recognized her from school. She was a cheerleader. 

"Dare!" He shouted.

"I dare you to... call your ex and tell her you miss her."

"Will do" He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

Peter looked at me. 

"Do not even ask. I am not playing." he told me.

"I would never ask you to play." I said. Peter let out a sigh of relief. 

"I would tell you to play and push you into the game." I said casually before taking a sip of my water.

"What?! No!" 

"But I'm not going to." I laughed. "It's a really dumb game."

Peter and I walked away from the game. I bumped into a tall brunet male. I spilled my water all over my shirt and him.

"I'm so sorry" I said.