Chasing Fallen

Chapter 26

"I've got the house to myself," I squealed into the phone.

"You're such a banshee, you're going to burst my eardrums," I heard Peyton giggle from the other end.

I moved my leg under my weight as I sat up on my bed, "As my best friend, I entrust you with the noble task selecting a few of my elite to come for a little get together."

"Another one of your special parties, huh?" I could hear the smirk in her voice.

I threw the best parties, and I only came second to Preston Ford, a senior at Dom. His parents were mad rich so he would host parties at one of the many humongous houses they owned. Sorry, I meant Mansions.

My parents' house wasn't too small nor too big and we had a pool so that was an added benefit.

My parents were on a business trip, more like my dad was on a business trip and my mom tagged along to 'keep him company.' But my dad was a surgeon, he wouldn't need company considering that he'd be super busy. Mom just wanted a vacation since he was going to Australia.

That didn't matter to me because it meant the twins would be staying at Aunt Vicky's house and I was free to do whatever I wanted with the house.

"Definitely!"

It wasn't long before I heard the first ring at my doorbell.

I was expecting a few(ten to fifteen) friends over so I was in my pajamas, that is, a tank top and loose fitting booty shorts. So I was kind of surprised to see the whole football team by the door, carrying at least 30 cases of alcoholic drinks and portable speakers with sheepish smiles on their faces.

My eyes searched the group until they zeroed in on my target.

"Noah! What is this?" I gritted out through my teeth.

"Peyton said there was a party. Now move over, midget!" He brushed past me and headed into the living room, causing a whole bunch of oversized kids to do the same.

I looked at Noah in disbelief as he got on top of the coffee table. "Let's party!"

When I turned around, I almost fainted when I saw a whole horde of people by the door.

I must admit, I was slightly anxious. I hadn't party proofed my house because I wasn't expecting to host one for crying out loud!

I was going to strangle Peyton and Noah when I found them. I had a feeling that Stella had something to do with this too.

"Need help?"

I stopped momentarily what I was doing to see who'd talked to me.

Tristan.

"Ever so reliable," I smiled at him. I really liked that about Tristan, he was always a gentle guy. Out of all my circle of close friends, he was possibly the most sane and helped me keep a sense of normalcy because the rest got pretty wild.

Don't get me wrong, Peyton was decent and quiet, when she wasn't around me that is.

He helped me in putting away everything fragile and to lock all cupboards and the bedrooms. I only left the two guest bedrooms open for anyone who felt the need to 'use' them.

I was accommodative like that.

I cringed at myself at the thought.

"Wanna get a drink?" Tristan asked as we made our way to the kitchen.