This story will start off being about Eddie's party but move on to be about much more than that. The story is rated T for a reason. There will be a lot of little jokes, I hope you get them. Please read and review, I love reviews!

"Yo!" Li'l D swung into his chair at the group's lunch table. The others greeted him between breaks in conversation and bites of their lunch. "Where's Eddie?" He asked.
"Don't ask me," Tamika said. "I ain't seen that fool since class."
Philly Phil added, "I heard he had a surprise planned for today. I don't know what it was though."
"Ahem!" A drawling Southern voice echoed over the school. "So sorry to interrupt your lunchtime, my fellow students, but I have a very important announcement to make. This Saturday is my birthday, and y'all are all invited to my party!" A cheer came from all. "And bring your friends!" More joined the celebration. "No gifts needed! Just come!" The whole school shook with the intensity of the student body's cheers. As they screamed and talked animatedly, scraps of paper began to drift down from the balconies. The voice said, "These papers are invitations. Enough for every student plus one! Make sure you get one or we can't let you in - sorry."
Kim reached up to grab one. Papers drifted down to the others. "Come one, come all," She read aloud. "To Edward Lawrence the Third's seventeenth birthday celebration. Located at his home in Buckhead, at 7 sharp. Invitation required to get in. In case of lost invitation, display of student ID will serve."
"Can you come?" Eddie said, appearing at the table suddenly. As usual, his hair was in perfect order, as were his fitted khakis and cashmere V-neck T-shirt. His shoes shined, as did his pearly white teeth.
Kam frowned. "I don't know...our curfew is 10 o-clock sharp. How long do you think the party will go for?"
Eddie shrugged. "How should I know? All I know is that my parents are in the Hamptons for the weekend and said I could have a party."
Kam's brow creased in a deep frown. He muttered to himself, "Hmm, a complex predicament. Obey the parents who raised us, or stay out late to party, potentially embarrassing."
Kim spoke up from beside him. "I don't know about you, Kam, but I'm going whether mom and dad say yes or not! Philly Phil, pass the salt." She leaned over to swipe the shaker from beside his plate, continuing the conversation while unknowingly giving Philly Phil a look down her shirt. He sneaked a not-so-quick glance and looked away as color rose to his cheeks. Tamika took notice.
"Ow!" The tall boy cried after receiving a sharp kick to the shin. Cowboy boots can only do so much. She simply popped a tater tot with a smile.
"Hey, Eddie," Li'l D called over. "Are you sure about this whole 'everyone in school plus one' idea?"
The blond teen frowned. "Whatever do you mean?"
"In case you haven't noticed, there are some real characters in this school." Just as he said this, a mime walked by holding hands with a girl dressed in a ball gown and turban. He gestured to them. "See what I mean?"
Eddie smiled softly. "Li'l D, if you are worried about some mimes causing trouble, don't worry. Sulu will be supervising, and I trust him to take care of things."
The rest of lunch passed quickly. The kids walked back to class in a group, threading their way through the crowded halls of Westley High School for the Performing Arts. Yes, Principal Luna had finally raised enough money to open up an extension of his school so that the kids' performing arts careers could broaden and expand while their parents' tuition money would keep going to the same place for four more years than before.
They walked into their music class still talking about the lunchtime announcement. Sunny spun around to smile at his students.
"Hello class, today we will - "The kids kept talking. Sunny coughed. "I said, hello class, today we're going to burn all our instruments and do crab soccer." They kept talking. Sighing in frustration, Sunny walked over to a gong standing in the corner and hit it with an echoing BONG!
The kids stopped talking and rubbed their ears in complaint.
Li'l D piped up with, "Hey, Sunny, why'd you have to go and do that for?"
"I did that because y'all won't shut up! What is so exciting?"
Eddie cast his eyes down demurely. "I'm sorry Sunny, I guess the class is just a little excited 'bout the party I'm hosting this Saturday."
Sunny thought a moment. "Saturday...dang boy, you're turning seventeen this weekend, aren't you?" Eddie nodded. "All right then, just this once I won't give y'all detentions for talking so much. But pipe down now, got it?" The class nodded, knowing Sunny would never really give them detention.
"All right then, what I'm going to teach y'all about today is - "
"Mr. Bridges!"
Sunny groaned. "What now?" Principal Luna walked into the classroom with carefully restrained anger. "Hey, Lunar Luna," Sunny said as way of greeting. "What's up?"
"Mr. Bridges, was it you who just caused that enormous, gonging noise?"
"I ran this gong here, if that's what you mean."
"Well, when you happened to ring that gong, you woke me from my after-lunch-before-teacher-conference-nap time!"
Sunny looked at the man, weirded out. "Uh, yeah. Sorry 'bout that."
"It is fine. Just don't do it again, ok?" Sunny nodded, and Luna patted his head. "Very good. Now, continue with your class time." The man walked out quickly, teddy bear tucked in the crook of his arm.
Sunny turned to his class while still rolling his eyes and began the days' class. "Today we will work on changing up popular tunes, giving them a little funk, you know?" He walked over to to Eddie. "Eddie, play me Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."
"Yes, Sunny," The boy replied before playing the tune simply and gracefully on his clarinet.
Sunny nodded. "All right, all right - class, your assignment for tomorrow is to redo Twinkle Twinkle while keeping it recognizable, got it? All right then, we're out of time, so off with y'all."
The tall man loped off with his easy grace, students in his wake. Li'l D started to follow, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.
"Li'l D, wait." Eddie said.
He turned. "What's up?"
"I have a proposition for you."
Li'l D raised his eyebrow in suspicion. "What kind of proposition?"
"Well, you know my shindig this Saturday? I need a bouncer."
Li'l D frowned. "Why me? 'Cause I'm black?"
Eddie held up his hands. "No! Of course not! It's because I think you're a good judge of character, and out of all my friends, you're definitely the most ripped!"
Li'l D flexed his well toned arm with pride. "Well, I have been working out lately...sure, I'll do it!"
"Oh, thank you!" Eddie smiled up at his friend. Although not as tall as Philly Phil, Lil'D was quite tall, and built with solid muscle under those jackets of his. The boys walked to their lockers chatting amiably. After a while, they said goodbye. Walking to the corner bus station, Li'l D hummed to himself cheerfully. He only had to assist Sulu, and could socialize whenever he wanted. Plus, Eddie was paying him one hundred dollars!
A hand closed over Li'l D's mouth as he was dragged backwards into a darkened alley.
"Hey, boy," A throaty voice said. "Got any money?"
"Of course he doesn't," Another voice said. "This here looks like the most broke ass boy in Atlanta. Ain't that right?"
Squinting in the darkness, Li'l D was barely able to make out who stood before him. When he did, his lips turned up into a grin. He punched the guy in front of him in the arm and said, "Mickey! You son of a bitch!"
The other boys, stepping into the light, we're revealed to be friends from Li'l D's neighborhood.
One guy, shorter than the rest, asked, "Yo, how is it at yo' fancy shmancy school?"
"Just fine, thanks."
A tall boy asked. "What was with the raining paper at noon? I could hear the announcement from the forest!"
Li'l D nodded, understanding the reference to Forrest High, his friends' current high school. "My bud, Eddie, is turning seventeen this Saturday. He's throwing a huge party, everyone in school is invited. And he asked me to be assistant bouncer!" He added that last bit with a certain amount of pride. The other boys smirked.
"Only assistant bouncer?" His friend with the shaved head and goatee asked.
"Yes, Troy, only assistant bouncer. The official boss is Eddie's butler."
The boys burst out laughing. They howled and screamed and rolled on the floor till their sides hurt. Li'l D glared at them.
"What is so dang funny?"
"You, man!" AJ, a guy with dreads said. "A butler? Must be some swanky party!"
Li'l D shrugged. "I guess. I mean, it'll just be people from my school. You know, musicians, actors, models, dancers, acrobats - your usual crowd."
"Dancers!" The short boy said.
"Models!" Mickey, flashing his gold tooth in his grin said. "Yo, dude, think you could get us into that party?"
Li'l D shrugged. "Maybe. I got to bounce - see y'all."
He walked off, leaving his friends behind whispering furtively to each other.