The Perfect Imperfections

Chapter 3

  It was like every Friday night I've had, and that includes lying down in the den and doing some reading or just listening to some music. But it all ended when I heard Cold by maroon 5 my ringtone for Lizzy.

"Hello" I picked up the call.

"Sup chica" she drawled out. I rolled my eyes at the realization that she's clearly drunk.

"What do you want" I continued reading trying to tune her out.

"Sorry I just wanted you to say hi to my bitches " there was a muffled sound at the end.

Then a series of shouts came "Hey Ren".

Before I could reply Lizzy came back to the phone "hold on chica I want my bitches and assholes to see how beautiful you are I want to fucking FaceTime you" with that she ended the call.

I was about to turn off my phone before she called me back but it was too late.

"Yo bitch" Lizzy yelled when my face came to view.

"Lizzy"
  

What came to view was a bunch of guys and girls sitting in a circle each holding a beer wasted, they all look very excited to see me.

"Told you she was hoping I won the bet, now I want y'all to say hi to her" Lizzy ordered

"Hey Ren"

"Good, now tell me is she hot or not" she screamed.

"Hot" they all replied in sync.

I laughed "hey guys how are you doing".

"Great" they all agreed.

I turned my attention back to Lizzy "Lizzy do you need a DD?"

She stroked her chin and groaned in thought "Fine".

"Ok I'll be there in a few" I pushed myself off the couch "wait for me and don't do anything stupid" I warned before hanging up, I ordered an Uber giving my location and went back into my room to change. I decided to go with an oversized shirt with my knee length Capri shorts and a pair of sandals. I locked the door before going downstairs through the elevator and stood at the side walk just in time to see my ride pulling up and I got in.

Minutes later, after paying the driver I slipped out of the car and into the dark and cold night, I also wasn't suprised to what I'm seeing right now.
    The front lawn was already filled with people either socializing, drunk, drugged or making out (hard).
After a few pleasantries from most of them -some I know- I knocked on the front door, seconds later someone answered it.

"René Jesus I can't believe you made it" he yelled over the loud music coming from inside. It was so loud that you could be able to here miles away.

"Hey Noah well this is awkward... But I actually came here to pick up Lizzy then I'm out".

"Oh okay" he looked as sad and disappointed as a child who didn't get anything for Christmas.

"But I can have a couple of drinks and maybe stay for a while".

"Cool" he instantly brightened up like a Christmas tree "come in" I stepped into the house for the nth time and wasn't suprised to see people rocking each other in the living room which was now transformed into the dance floor, shots being gulped down one by one, red solo cups held by everyone in the party and people making out at the corner of the room. A waft of smoke hit me on the face no doubt coming from the other room "come on" Noah grabbed my wrist and pulled me through the sweaty bodies on the dance floor, we finally arrived in the kitchen in front of the fridge " what would you like to drink there's vodka, beer, liquor, whiskey, coke and so on" he opened the fridge and the aforementioned drinks were neatly arranged in it.