Portion (Ongoing)

party

𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝔂

The party was tonight.

And I had no fudging idea what I was going to wear.

While I was rummaging our whole room, Belle was already dressed, sitting on the bed with a look of pity while shaking her head. She was wearing a sexy police woman costume.

"Poor baby. You need mama Bell to help?", she mocked.

"Shut up, doorbell."

"Hey, be nice to the officer in your room or you will be arrested." She pointed her club at me with a stern expression. 

I turned in her direction and threw my middle finger in the air.

I looked through some options.

A bumblebee with a huge stinger.

No.

A piece of bacon.

Hell no.

70s style.

Perfect.

Finally picking out my costume, I quickly get ready, so Bell wouldn't have to wait on me anymore.

May I say, I looked good.

I sported rainbow striped bell bottoms with a no-sleeved, yellow crop top. Hell, I even had the rainbow Danny pack to go with it. It was a good thing I had blow dried my hair the day prior to this or I would have been up the creek. After I pick out my hair a little more, I placed huge sunflowers in my afro because why not?

I looked over at Bell who was already staring at me.

"You ready, Donny?" She asked. I nodded. Ready as I'll ever be for my first college party. "Well first things first, how do I look?"

Her costume consisted of a cheap badge that you can get at any convenience store, walkie talkie, and her taser just in case as she stated, " These hooligans get funny." It was a typical police uniform, just a little more skimpy, and her breasts were highly visable.

"Your tatas are popping out."

"Perfect!" She exclaimed happily, grabbing her purse and opening the door to look back at me. "Let's get white girl wasted."

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One beneficial thing about living on campus is that we didn't need a ride to the party.

Bell and I took our heels off for the moment and headed towards the AKA sorority house.

We could already hear the music booming from the speakers. It was only 11 o'clock and some dude was already passed out on the lawn.

Light weight.

When we came to the door, a tall, dark skinned man stood in the way of the door. The stranger from the other day with the watch.

"$5 to get in please.", he held his hand out, giving us a menacing smile. I reached into my Fanny to get the money.

Next thing I knew Bell popped him on the head.

"Don't pay him no mind, Don. He's just trying to hustle us out of money. Everyone's invited for free," She stood with her arms crossed with a questioning look on her face. "Marcus, how much money have you gotten so far?"

The man, well Marcus, grinned. "A good $40, but hey, the night's still young." He shrugged then his eyes turned towards me. "And who is this?"

"None of your business. C'mon rommie." Bell grabbed my hand and I tooked one last look at Marcus while waving. He winked and I found myself inside the party grounds.

As soon as you stepped in, you can be blinded by the shining party lights or maybe it was the bile stench of cheap liquor. It was like everyone had a station. On one side, a group of students stood around the keg of beer as they witness a girl holding up a guy as he took an upside down swing of the beer. They were chanting, "Jug, jug, jug!".

Damn, she was strong.

By the lounge area, where there were tables, couches, and a TV, red cups were scattered while people chatted to each other. I saw one dude trying to lay his charm on a girl. He whispered something in her ear, and then she slapped him before walking away. Of course it was a corner where people were dancing and the usual 'musty and sweaty' grinding that you hear in the other books.

While I was noticing all the signs of a typical party, Bell had pulled me into the kitchen where I'm assuming the private bar was. The few people that were in here were sitting on the counters, holding cups with probably unknown substances. As soon a we made our way in, they looked up at us then went back to their business.

"What would you like to drink?", Bell asked. I saw all kinds of liquor, but I only drink wine.

"No thanks, I'm okay."

"I only asked since you seem tensed." She was right about that. "I just wanted to loosen you up." She looked straight into my eyes.

Being the dumbass I am, I accepted. "Okay, I'll have one red wine." Bell smiled.

"Outta girl." Bell handed me my wine and gotten her vodka on the rocks then in unison, we jugged down our drinks.

The drink started to set in motion, coursing through my veins. I felt my muscles loosen up and the liquor courage starting to form inside me.

I looked over at Bell and she did the same. Mischievous grins spread out over our faces.

"Let's go dance!"