We must have the courage to allow a little disorder in our lives.
Ben Weininger
"Race, I mean Anthony, what are you doing here?" Mr. P questioned seeing as Race was not a part of student council.
"I have a passion for confectionary treats…and I want to eat whatever we don't sell. A growing boy needs his breakfast!" the group giggled and Mr. P rolled his eyes.
"Good morning Lydia," he remarked once he saw her, lying on the ground trying to sleep.
"Yo Paps," she mumbled.
"Don't call me that"
"Ok Paps…whatever you say,"
"So Jill, are you coming tonight?" Mush asked.
"You mean to the ridiculous and trite kegger you're throwing? SURE!" she said with enthusiasm.
As people came to the table, buying brownies for a quarter, Mush invited them to Lydia's house.
"You're having a party Mushy and you didn't invite me?" Kim asked.
"Well I figured you wouldn't want to go."
"Why?"
"Because it's at Lydia's," Mush smiled in victory. Kim was finally getting what was coming to her for being such a bitch.
"I'll be there," was her only response.
And she was there, Oscar in tow. Along with just about every student at NPHS.
It was an interesting scene. Every social group represented, people were talking about how this party was the best party of the year.
In the basement Spot and Teri sat. In-between make out sessions he took hits of pot. Blink was there too, he was telling some sophomore girls the infamous (and un-true) saga of how he lost his eye.
David and Sam mingled with all the people at the party. They'd yet to kiss, or even have an awkward moment involving teenage hormones, but they still liked each other's company. Sam was proud of herself.
Maria, Specs, Bumlets and Skittery stuck together for most of the night. They were growing extremely drunk as the sat on the Mayer's old couch. At one point Skittery and Bumlets went missing, and Specs and Maria were not about to go searching for them.
Race and Jill were trying to see who could drink more. Jill knew this could only end in disaster, but she kept going anyway. Race had a strange affect on her
Lydia's brother, Liam, was laughing at her misfortune as she yelled at people not to break things. He left her with the keg and went off to work. Instead of stressing over her guests in typical teen movie fashion, Lydia decided to get drunk of her ass instead.
She was in the kitchen with Sam and David doing shots when Mush found her.
"MUSH!" she called out in excitement. "Come upstairs, I have something to show you!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him up the stairs. He wasn't sure what she had to show him, but he wasn't going to complain. Sam and David raised their eyebrows at each other.
"Lydia is turning into me," Sam observed before pouring herself some more vodka.
Upstairs Lydia had proceeded to throw herself upon Mush. They were kissing passionately in the hallway, moving slowly towards her bedroom door. Lydia had already hastily removed Mush's shirt and thrown it aside.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" it was Mush's turn to question.
"I'm kissing you, aren't I?"
They finally reached the door and Lydia quickly opened it. On the floor, both shirtless were Skittery and Bumlets. Skittery was on top and she had broken up a kiss between the two.
"WOO!" Lydia exclaimed. Realizing that he too was shirtless Mush quickly muttered a sorry and closed the door.
The two burst into a fit of giggles outside the door.
"That was embarrassing," Mush observed.
"Here, my parents room," Lydia said pulling Mush towards the door across the hall.
They went in and Lydia pulled Mush down to the floor. Lydia was about to remove her own shirt when he stopped her. She rolled over and laid down next him.
"You're drunk," Mush said. He looked down and Lydia was fast asleep.
Back in Lydia's bedroom Bumlets was a bright shade of red. Skittery reminded him to not worry about it and they both went back to where they started. It was awkward at first, neither had been with a guy before, but they quickly learned.
Downstairs Spot and Teri had begun one of their famous fights.
"Want some?" Spot asked, handing her the joint.
"No."
"What's with you tonight?"
"Nothing…I just don't want to get wasted."
"Why? Teri you always want to get wasted."
"Because I don't."
"Well that's a stupid answer."
"You really wanna know why? BECAUSE I'M PREGNANT SPOT! And I've been trying to tell you all week but you're too much of an idiot to notice," and with that Teri stormed up the stairs of the basement and into the kitchen. When Sam saw her, she knew something was up.
"Hon, what's wrong?" she asked.
"ASK SPOT," was the only reply she got. Teri opened the back door and began to run. All she wanted was to get as far away as possible from Spot Conlon.
"What did you do?" Sam asked Spot when he climbed the stairs to the kitchen.
"I didn't do shit," Spot said in anger and he too left.
((You know what's sad? If I were drunk…and around Mush, I have a feeling that I'd act like Lydia.
I'm trying to get this finished…fast, so expect more updates from me.))
Sapphy- Race is the best. I love making him silly and fun.
Erin- ha-ha can be evil.
Dreamer- Thanks for the review!
Braids- thanks…WOO SLASH! Tee-hee