"Is there any particular reason you invited bitch-face Duncan? I was kinda sorta under the impression you, oh, I don't know... hated her?", Cosima asks as she flopped down on Sarah's bed, being the first guest to arrive.

It's 7:43 pm and the three friends are sitting on a bed in the twin's room. It's dimly lit by about 6 candles spread throughout, and there are many posters covering the walls. Punk bands and rock groups adorn Sarah's side, while Helena's side was decorated by a weird little clash of pictures of food, stick figure drawings she's done, and clippings of quotes from her bible. Helena always kept her side very neat with her bed made since she was afraid of Mrs. S's wrath, but Sarah, having been with S a lot longer and keeping her rebellious tendencies since middle school, purposefully keeps her side trashed ("It looks more rock an' roll this way" she'll say when Alison nags her about it). Currently, Helena and her sister are looking through their DVD collection for their party later and Cosima is texting someone on her phone.

Sarah hands the stack of DVDs she was holding to Helena, before turning back around to her considerably nerdy friend. "Oh trust me Cos, I do. She's a stuck up lil' cheerleader who thinks she's better than everyone. But there's two things that are good about her. One:" Sarah spins around to face Cosima and sticks up a finger, "She's obsessed wit' me, an' two: her adoptive dad is so old he never notices when some of his drinks go missing". Cosima smiles knowingly and lets out an "Ah".

Helena's head snapped up. "Wait, Rachel is bringing over...", she fades into a whisper, afraid of being heard by her foster mother, "alcohol?" Cosima tries to muffle a giggle, not wanting to offend the shy girl.

"Yeah, don't be such a wuss. I'll be here with you so you don't do anything bad, ya meathead", Sarah laughs and hands more DVDs to her.

"Do not call me this" Helena says, smiling softly as she puts down the DVDs and throws a pillow at her twin. Helena would never admit it, but she really does love the affectionate nickname her sister's given her. Sarah shouts an "OI!" while laughing and jumps onto Helena. The twins continue to wrestle until Cosima pulls them off of each other with an "Alright! Enough you two!".

"Who you texting anyway, your girl? Why didn't you guys come together?" Sarah asks after settling down just as there's a knock at the door. The three girls walk out of the bedroom to the front door.

"She thinks her parents are figuring out about us, but wants to stay in the closet a little longer. She's trying to seem less suspicious or something" Cosima explains while rolling her eyes. "Like, I get it. But I'm kinda annoyed that she won't let me over her house for the rest of the summer".

"It's your own fault for acting super gay whenever you're near her", Sarah jokes and Cosima playfully punches her shoulder. Finally, she opens the door to see Alison and Beth. "Hey dudes!"

After 20 minutes, Delphine showed up (and Cosima immediately jumped up to hug her while Beth and Sarah made whipping sounds in the background). "Salut! I'm not the last one here am I?" Delphine blushes and looks around.

"Nah", Sarah says from the floor. The lights were out, but the bright summer sun still shone through the many windows despite it being 8 pm. A big, flat screen TV that looked slightly out of place in the otherwise modest and homely room showed images of blood, guts, and shuffling figures. Her, Beth, and Alison laid down to watch a movie, but instead entered a lengthy conversation about which one of them would better survive a zombie apocalypse. They eventually agreed on Alison. Beth says- with no offense- that she has this quality that makes her seem like she'd be good at killing things. "I told Rach the party started two hours late, so we could all hang out a bit before the witch showed up". Everyone, save for Helena and Alison, laughed. The other two girls found it pretty mean, even though they agreed Rachel could be a bit much.

A few hours later, it was 9:50 pm and Siobhan was going to her room for the night. It may have earlier than her usual bedtime, but the ridiculous noise radiating from the six girls and her foster son, Felix, was too much for her aching head.

"Please at least try to be quiet while I sleep, chickens" She begged while pouring a cup of tea for herself. A chorus of "Yes, Mrs. S"s rang from the living room as Siobhan walked up the staircase. The seven kids kept talking, yelling, and fooling around until a clacking of heels was heard against the hard wood floors of the Sadler/Dawkins/Manning household.

"Who wears heels to a slumber party?" Cosima asks as she untangles herself from Delphine's arms and turns to the noise questioningly.

Sarah gives her an exasperated sighs, "You know who".

"Hello", was the only word Rachel gave before strutting to the kitchen and setting down her bags. She had a strange way of making Sarah question whether she was even in her own home, or if she was a guest at the Duncan residence. Rachel glanced at the girls who were sprawled out upon the sleeping bags, pillows, and blankets covering floor and showed them a smile- though it didn't look very genuine. She slipped out of her heals, took out her night clothes- a navy blue silk shirt and shorts- and headed to the open bathroom door. While the rest of the girls just came over already in their pajamas, they all knew Rachel saw herself as more sophisticated than wearing such an outfit in public.

Sarah looked over to one of Rachel's bags. It was black a drooped to show it held several boxes. "Fee, go up to your room now, yeah?" The 12 year old boy was about to argue, not knowing what was going on, before his big sister hushed him, "Nah, none of that now. We can hang out tomorrow, but for now just go sleep okay?"

"Fine" he huffed, before slugging off to bed. Cosima hopped off the couch and jogged over to the bag in question. It contained three six-packs of bud lights. She lifted up one of the packs and exclaimed in a high pitched voice, "Heeeey, Party!"

Alison stormed over to where her science geek friend stood, looked in the bag, then glared at Sarah. "Sarah Manning! Nobody here is over 21", she whispered angrily while everyone else in the room rolled their eyes.

Sarah laughed and mockingly said "God, save it lil' miss 'I drink more wine than there is water in my body'".

The short girl turned red and stomped back to her seat next to Beth as Rachel stepped out of the bathroom. Her ironed silk pajamas was great contrast to the rest of the group's clothing. Sarah and Helena wore matching Clash t-shirts, though Helena wore a long sleeve white shirt underneath hers and Sarah's had the sleeves and bottom cut off to show some midriff. The British girl wore baggy ash-grey sweat pants and her Ukrainian twin wore army green shorts. Alison wore something slightly more put together, a pink plaid button up pajama shirt and matching pants, but it was still not as fancy as Rachel. To her side, Beth Childs wore a loose fitting blue t-shirt and grey and white striped sweats. Cosima, who was currently making her way back to the couch to Delphine, was dressed in a long sleeve, tight maroon shirt and black shorts. Her french girlfriend welcomed her back into her arms in a white tank top, cream colored cardigan, and golden retriever puppy pajama pants.

The next couple hours were spent sneakingly taking sips from beer cans, watching out for Mrs. S, and nagging on their old Junior year teachers. The now darkened room would have random fits of bright red light whenever some random ditzy teenager got attacked in their long forgotten movie. Since they muted it a while ago, the only noise were the friend's whispers about how evil Mrs. Bowles was, and if she hated teenagers she shouldn't have become a high school teacher.

The talking stopped when Rachel returned with a new six-pack and slurringly announced, "I'm bored, are there any other… fes- festivities planned for tonight besides this horror movie?". Almost completely elegant except for her one hesitation.

To that, Sarah shot her friends a judging look before smiling suddenly. "Why don't we play a nice lil' friendly game o' 'Never Have I Ever'?"