1983 c.h. (au)

17: you have no chill

It was Friday night. The first time that Charlie had actually wanted to go out and party. Tristan was back in her life and Luke was her new guy friend so that was a double win. Charlie was trying to decide what outfit to wear when her mom knocked on the door. "Charlotte? Can I come in?" Her mom walked in without her consent. Charlie watched her sit on her window seat.

"Is everything okay?" Charlie kept her back to her mom hoping and praying that she wouldn't get hit with anything.

"I'm glad to see you back out there again. It isn't because of that Calum boy is it?"

"Tristan's back Mom." Charlie couldn't contain her giddiness and smiled brightly. It had been a while since she had anything to mention about Tristan. He had left her without a word. "And I'm really glad. He said that he didn't like UCLA that much and that he was transferring. I forget where. But he's gonna be closer this time." Charlie filled her mom with information that she just couldn't help but spill as soon as Tristan was mentioned.

"Oh. That's wonderful Charlotte. He really made you happy." Her mom got up from her seat and walked toward Charlie giving her a hug and rubbed her shoulders. "I'm so glad that you found him again. I remember how happy he made you."

"I'm going out with him tonight. Ashton invited me to a party. Is that okay?" Charlie really hoped it was okay because she had already made the plans to have a fun night. Her mom nodded and then tried to muster a smile then left her alone. Charlie had already daydreamed about what it would be like. Her and Tristan would show up. They would have a few drinks and hang with Ash and Luke and possibly Michael since he would be floating around selling condoms. Tristan and Charlie would dance and maybe make out and then get driven home.

And pretty soon the night started off according to plan. Her and Tristan showed up at Luke's house. Charlie marbled at how massive it was. For one thing it wasn't a house, it was a mini mansion. Random teens spilled out of it. Some making out not succeeding in swallowing each other whole. Some laughing at nothing that was funny. Some smoking blunts. Some twerking. Just the stereotypical actions that happen at parties like these.

"Are you sure you wanna go in there Char?" Tristan whispered in her ear. His lips brushed against the shell just like Calum did almost three months before.

"Totally. I haven't been this hype since Olivia." Charlie clung to Tristan's arm as he weaved through underdressed high schoolers trying not to step on them.

As soon as they crossed the threshold they were greeted with cups of unidentified liquids and a smoky haze.

Luke came suddenly being the host and greeted Charlie properly. "Hey kid. What's up?" There was a red cup in his hand and he took a sip. His eyes were already as bright as a Christmas tree.

"Nothing much." Charlie shrugged. "Where's Ash? He told me that it was absolutely imperative that I needed to see him as soon as I got here."

"Oh I think he's in the pool out back." Luke pointed behind his shoulder in Ashton's general direction.

"Hey I'm getting us drinks. I'll be back." Tristan whispered again and kissed Charlie quickly but passionately on the lips. He left Charlie standing there awkwardly with Luke because they didn't have much to talk about and they had not yet been adventurous enough to talk outside of school.

Charlie had made her way to find Ashton being that he was her only best friend at that party. 1. Because she wasn't entirely sure that Calum was there but he wouldn't talk to Charlie anyway and 2. Because Phoenix was out of town.

After she finished talking with Ashton and receiving yet another invite to an Irwin party she had went to find Tristan. When she did, his eyes were wide and his pupils were small. He slurred his words making it known that he had way too many cups of screwdrivers to drink. Luke was keeping him company which was cool because Luke and Tristan had been in the same class last year before it was time for Tris to leave.