Chapter 7: The Party
The party was drawing near and Lucas had still not apologised for his behaviour, moping around the building aimlessly.
That night however the guilt of the fight with Lucas was out of everyone's mind as they met at Will's so they could walk to the party together. It was rather close to Will's home, just on the other side of the fences. The posh area that had freshly trimmed hedges and dogs who walked obediently beside their owners who raised their chins in disgust as the small group passed them.
"This is going to be boring." Dustin said for the fifth time that night. He was adamant in the fact he did not want to go but Max had dragged them all there. Maisy Quinn, the host of the party, was the captain of the soft ball team and many years above Max. If anyone could get her into that championship team it was her. Max was muttering under breath as they spoke reciting game strategies and going over her list of matches won. She was still muttering when he wobbled slightly on her skate board and almost fell over.
"Careful! You'll do fine, Maisy has to let you on the team. School rules." Mike said grabbing Max's arm to steady her.
"I know but I need to make a good impression if I want to be team captain someday." Max said speeding ahead of them and skating circles around the group.
They walked up to the house in the distance, music booming from every angle. The pool in the front yard was an electric blue fading into pink and people holding red solo cups were practically bursting out of every entrance.
"Wow." Will breathed and they all stopped for a few seconds, taking it all in.
"Yeah, wow." Max said stunned. She was not one to admit she was impressed but this had thoroughly stunned her.
This modern mansion of a home was bigger then Mike and Will's home combined, and the garage was easily bigger then El's cabin. The three cars parked outside were foreign brands to the group but they knew they would cost more then their spleen to medical science.
"Well come on! We need to enter sometime." Dustin said and they all marched up the long drive into the three storey home.
On their entrance they heard a loud 'Duck!' and Dustin only just managed to get down when a burly boy came flying down on a zip line from the first floor. He fell headfirst into the coffee table, breaking it into pieces but managed to get up cheering if a little dizzy.
"Let's get some food!" Mike shouted, the music so loud it almost burst their ears.
"I'm going to find Maisy, talk about a spot on the team." Max shouted back and was zooming off before anyone could stop her from entering the mass of people alone.
"Well there goes Max!" Mike shouted to the others, slightly exasperated.
"Look! There's Kat, she looks a little lonely. I'm going to go talk to her." Dustin said to Mike and Will followed. Then it was only Mike and Eleven left, alone in this crazy party.
"Suppose it's just us then." Mike whispered into her ear squeezing her hand reassuringly as she stared, frightened, at the people surrounding her.
They were about to walk away when they turned around and a drunk boy spilled a cup of questionable punch all over El's dress. She lifted her hands in shock and suddenly the boy was flung to the ground, confused why he seemingly fell over nothing.
"Oh my god El! Let's get you cleaned up." Mike said helping Eleven up the stairs and down one of the deserted corridors with a few people making out against the wall. Mike opened what he assumed to be the bathroom door but was met with the sight of two people getting busy in a bathtub. He quickly slammed the door on their drunk faces and led El down yet another corridor in search of some paper towels to clean her dress up.
Halfway down the corridor he met Max who seemed very frustrated and practically stormed over to them, a face like thunder.
"You won't believe the evening I've had!" She screamed over the top of the music coming from downstairs.
"We can talk later, but right now we need to find a bathroom. Some mouthbreather poured his drink over El and if Hopper smells alcohol he'll lose his shit." Mike explained and the three headed down the corridor towards a bedroom.
Max opened the door and led them over to the en-suite. The room was rather girly with a very expensive radio on the bed side table and a television on the mantle piece. This was obviously Maisy's younger sister Amanda's room. The girl who had been handing out the flyers and the meanest girl in school. She had been at a private boarding school since she was three, her behaviour was apparently atrocious yet the students of Hawkins High worshiped the ground she walked on. Her sister, Maisy, was apparently just as popular but twice as mean. So it came as a rather nasty shock to all three when they opened the door to find Lucas and Amanda making out on the edge of the bath tub.
"Lucas?" Max exclaimed and they immediately broke apart, Lucas staring at Max's hurt eyes with guilt and Amanda staring angrily at them both.
"Excuse me but why are you in my room?" She shrieked.
"Because one of your guests poured water on my friend and this was the only bathroom in the building were two people aren't trying to get knocked up in but obviously I was wrong in that thinking wasn't I?" Max screamed back and turned to Lucas. "Lucas Sinclair you are the most horrid person I have ever met!"
She then turned and stormed out of the room dragging Eleven behind her leaving Mike staring at the boy who used to be his best friend, the boy he no longer recognised.
"This has gone too far Lucas. Too far." He said and with that he left.
