Great, as soon as we get in here, a teacher sees us and calls us 'Anubis House'. Pretty soon we heard a loud WHAP and we all turned around to see Mr. Sweet on the ground. Nobody knew what happened for sure, but all eyes were looking at Mick.
"Mick...? WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!" I shouted.
"Sorry mate I panicked. I don't like him anyways." Mick said. I walked over, and grabbed his arms and drug him to the boys bathroom. Alfie followed, helping me and we stuck him in an open stall, and stuck his head in the toilet.
"Do you think he'll remember this?" asked Alfie.
"He won't if we don't show him the pictures." I said whipping out my camera phone.
"Nice one mate." we high fived and left to go show the others. When we walked out into the dance floor, we saw the other 7 sitting on bar stools. Maybe THAT'S why you need to be 21 to get in here... I heard Till the World Ends the remix blasting through the speakers. I walked towards the group.
"Guess what Jerome got!" Alfie said. I tossed Fabian my phone. He saw the pictures and started laughing. Pretty soon we all looked drunk, and were laughing so hard that the bartender asked us if we needed another drink. Funny thing is no one answered and he brought us each a round of some purple liquid. Our laughing stopped.
"Do we drink it?" Mara questioned.
"Well..." said Joy
"It's purple." Nina said.
"I prefer pink." Amber stupidly stated.
"Why is it purple?" questioned Fabian.
"Is it a party drink?" I heard Alfie ask.
"Maybe..." Patricia answered.
"Do you wanna drink it mate?" I heard Mick ask me.
"Sure... My count." I picked up the glass. Everyone mimicked my motions. "1... 2... BOTTOM'S UP!" I shouted. We threw our heads back and the drink dribbled down my throat. Apparently all our throats were burning because our eyes were shut tightly, and we were holding our necks.
"Ouch..." said Amber in pain. "But overall that was pretty good." she said snapping out of her pain trance. We all nodded in agreement. "Come on let's go dance!" Pretty soon we were all on the dance floor dancing like idiots. We saw people geting high, others getting drunk, and some doing both.
"Guys, I said I'ma go and get another round." I said. That drink hurt, but it was amazing. Maybe we should ask what it is. It's liquor, but we're not drunk yet. I heard yeahs and o.k.s as everyone followed me to the bar.
Mara's POV
"Another round please!" I heard Nina tell the bartender. He came back a minute later and we slid him the money. We threw our heads back again and this time, there was no burn. Everyone seemed a little more loose, and we went back to dancing. Everyone was sober but it didn't seem like we were gonna be for long. I saw Joy flirting it up with some other guy and I shot her a smile. She gave me a thumbs up.
"Guys! He's here illegally too! He's our age!" Joy said birnging her new boy over here. We whooped." In a time lapse of 4 hours we got 3 more rounds, and I'm pretty sure we weren't completely drunk, but we definetly weren't sober. We were all on the dance floor dancing either WITH each other or ON each other. Suddenly the sound of sirens snapped us out of it.
"Are those sirens? Like police sirens? I slurred my words."
"YES!" Jerome shouted. Our eyes grew wide. We needed to escape. W grabbed our stuff just as the cops came in.
"Follow me." said Joy's boy. He lead us to the boy's bathroom and busted a window open, using his foot. I saw Alfie replacing Mr. Sweet's head in the toilet and I grabbed him. Once all the glass was out the window we all jumped out and onto the grass. We ran to an alley way a block away and started panting before laughing and passing out. The last thing I saw before blacking out was my phone that said 2:25 a.m.