Mary Stuart and her four best friends were animatedly preparing for their night out. Mary's long time crush Francis Valois was throwing the graduation party of a lifetime in his family's mansion slightly early in relation to actual graduation since his parents were both unexpectedly away on a business trip out of the country. Though the five girls attended a girls only private school they had been lucky enough to score invites thanks to Mary's friendship with Francis since childhood.

Her father was a colleague of his father's, which had insured that they grew up playing together. Francis had been her first kiss on the playground when they were only five, and her first real kiss just this year in his BMW after being her date to a charity dinner for the company. She was always grateful that their parents were such good friends due to their fathers' job. Tonight she was even more thankful since it meant that her parents were out of the country as well. The girls had therefore planned to spend the night at the Stuart's empty mansion, which would let them avoid their parents' disapproval for what was truly going to be a debaucherous night.

Aylee had chosen to wear a simple sleek light green party dress with modest four inch heels. Lola was wearing a simple, practical black dress in a classic cut with low heels, but she had been persuaded to sex it up a bit with knee high stiletto boots. Greer and Kenna on the other hand were taking full advantage of going to a co-ed party with the full intention of snagging a boy toy for the night. Greer wore a red mini dress with a squared neckline that was low enough to expose the top of her breasts and six inch matching strappy heels. Kenna wore a slinky almost sheer metallic silver dress with a deep plunging neckline with silver chains connecting the sides and seven inch stripper heels. They were all sitting around watching Mary struggle to find something to wear. She wanted to be sexy for Francis but not to the point of attracting the wrong sort of attention. After trying on too many outfits to count, the girls finally decided on a strapless green top with a skin tight black skirt that stopped mid-thigh but had a small slit extending upwards on both legs with five inch black strappy platform heels.

Meanwhile….

Sebastian arrived at his father's mansion and paused stepping out of his black truck. He really couldn't believe that he had agreed to spend his Friday night here of all places. But Francis was his brother (half-brother he heard both their mothers scold), and he couldn't let him down. Francis wanted to throw the biggest, wildest party any of these high school kids had ever seen. That left Bash and his frat brothers in charge of the one thing Francis himself was not capable of supplying, the booze. So here he was with at least ten frat guys and as many kegs of beer plus a veritable army of liquor bottles and mixers.

It really hadn't been hard to convince his brothers that this was an endeavor that they should support since Francis had assured him there would be plenty of slutty high school chicks. He was actually not looking forward to that part. He knew that these types would be all over all the college guys at the party (of which he was one, if not old enough to legally buy the booze), but he had plenty of that at their college parties with much less trepidation about young girls and their feelings.

Francis just stared at him when he walked by in simple dark jeans, black boots, and a T-shirt. "You're wearing that?" he asked incredulously.

"Yeah. What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" scoffed a slightly offended Bash.

"This is a graduation party, brother. The chicks will be dressing up for this." With that Francis was dragging him upstairs to change. Thirty minutes later and all he could convince Bash to change was his shirt. So with a resigned sigh, Francis gave up. And Bash got to return to setting up for the party wearing an emerald green button down dress shirt in place of his T-shirt.

A short thirty minutes after that Bash was sitting in the cozy den watching House of Cards with a Crown and Coke, as his little brother's high school friends starting showing up. Football buddies came first, followed shortly by the cheerleaders, and what sounded like the rest of the school. He sighed and reached for the remote to turn up the volume in the attempt to drown out the noise. He wanted no part of the madness beginning outside the door.