"Thanks again for letting me invite my friends," said Adam.
"No problem, any friend of my bro is a friend of mine," said Drew, "who did you invite anyways?"
"Just Sav and Eli. But apparently Eli was going to bring dates."
"Dates, as in plural?"
"Yep."
"No offense to the dude but he doesn't really seem like a ladies' man."
"Well he could be talking about the fruit."
.
.
.
A knock on the door sounded and Drew rushed to open it. Owen stood there with a six pack of Budweiser in one hand and a six pack of Molson Canadian in the other. Julian stood next to him, smoking a joint.
"Let's get this party started!" Yelled Owen. Him and Julian ran inside and moments later, Marisol and Katie pulled up in Marisol's sleek black convertible.
Drew smiled at Katie as her and Marisol walked towards him.
"The guest of honour is here!" Joked Drew. Katie and him exchanged a hug.
"Hey Drew," said Marisol.
"Hey," Drew said, coldly.
Marisol felt the tension and walked away from the couple to go flirt with Owen.
.
.
.
Katie put her arms around Drew's neck and smiled, "Thanks again for doing this for me."
She eyed Drew who was about to say something but his gaze went somewhere else and he waved his hand like a moron.
Katie turned to where Drew was facing and realized who he was waving at.
"You invited her!" She shouted furiously.
"What's wrong?"
"Drew, do you seriously not get it?"
"Katie, relax. She said she was going to bring a date."
.
.
.
Jake shut the red door of his pickup truck and looked at Clare, "you owe me for this."
"You're my boyfriend, you're supposed to be my date to parties."
"A party that the first guy you ever kissed is throwing?"
"A party he's throwing for his current girlfriend."
Jake rolled his eyes, "Fine."
.
.
.
Clare and Drew exchanged an embrace, not knowing that both Jake and Katie were giving them death glares.
"Where's your date?" Asked Drew.
Clare touched Jake's arm, "He's right here."
"Your brother?"
"Oh yeah. Remember how I told you that mine and my boyfriend's situation was kind of...unique?"
"Uh huh?"
"Well Jake and I are about to be step-brother and sister but we started dating before our parents got together."
"Oh okay."
.
.
.
Adam hopped down the stairs and waved at Clare.
"Hey, did you finish the English homework?" He asked.
"Adam, no homework talk! This is a party," argued Drew, "now go get some weed from Julian."
Adam rolled his eyes and looked at Katie, "I don't know how you put up with him."
.
.
.
"So, where's the food?" Asked Jake.
"Over there, near the kitchen," said Drew.
"Clare, you hungry?"
She nodded.
"I'll get you something," said Drew.
"I'll do it," said Jake. He grabbed Clare by the wrist and led the way but not before whispering in Drew's ear, "I don't want you to try to murder her with peanut butter again."
.
.
.
The doorbell rang and, this time, Adam rushed to the door.
"Hey Sav, glad you could make it, haven't talked to you since that awesome Dead Hand concert."
"No problem," said Sav, "by the way, this is my friend, Mo," he said, pointing to the boy standing next to him.
"Sup."
Adam and Mo exchanged a fist bump.
.
.
.
As people were drinking, smoking, and talking, Adam heard the doorbell, and once again, rushed to the door. He opened it and saw Eli standing with two girls, he had his hands around both of them.
So he wasn't talking about the fruit. Thought Adam.
"Hey, Adam."
"Sup Eli...Imogen, Fiona."
"Well, as you can guess, these two aren't actually my dates. They're just friends I bought along," said Eli with a grin on his face.
"Yeah, you're not really my type," said Fiona.
"You're not my type either," Imogen said, sarcastically.
.
.
.
Fiona looked at Adam who seemed a little down. Then, she realized why.
"Umm Eli, Imogen, can you two leave Adam and I alone for a second?"
"Sure."
After Eli and Imogen left, Fiona looked at Adam with apologetic remorse oozing from her eyes.
"Adam, I'm sorry for what happened between us and I'm sorry that it took me this long to apologize."
"It's okay, Fi, I've let that go. I'm not the type to hold grudges."
"That's why you're so awesome. Honestly, if it wasn't for you I would've never realized that I was a lesbian. You pretty much came out for me. I barely had to do anything. Thank you."
Adam laughed, "It was no problem."
.
.
.
After a while, KC joined the party. Him and Marisol avoided each other. Owen was smoking sativa out of a bong on the couch and Julian was drinking a can of beer next to him. Jake and Clare were making out in the kitchen. Sav and Mo were playing Guitar Hero. Sav already had one beer and Mo was on his fourth. Adam, Eli, Imogen, and Fiona were talking in the corner.
.
.
.
As Jake and Clare kissed each other, they heard a dripping sound and looked at the sink.
"Dude that's disgusting!" Yelled Jake.
"You gotta do what you gotta do," Mo said as he peed in the sink.
Jake and Clare ran out of the kitchen and bumped into Drew and Katie resulting in Katie dropping her beer on to Clare's shoes. Katie laughed at her.
.
.
.
Clare rolled her eyes.
"Clare, I'm so sorry," Drew apologized.
"It's okay, these shoes were old anyways."
"Torres!" Yelled Julain from across the room, "We're out of booze!"
"You know what that means!" Yelled Owen, excitedly. "Spin the bottle!"
.
.
.
Everyone sat in a circle and an empty beer bottle was placed in the middle.
"Uh who wants to go first?" Said Katie.
"I volunteer Adam," suggested Drew.
Adam sighed, grabbed the bottle, and spun it. His heart beated faster and faster due to the anticipation. Then, it stoppped on Fiona. Relief washed over him. They smiled at each other and exchanged a peck on the lips.
"My turn," Fiona beamed. She spun the bottle and it landed on Imogen.
"Woo! Girl on girl!" Yelled Owen while Mo hollered.
"I'm up for it," Imogen shrugged. The two girls kissed while the immature boys produced dog-like sounds.
"My turn," Imogen grabbed the bottle, spun it, and watched as it landed on KC.
"Hey," said KC, "I know this is a little awkward since we don't even know each other but-"
Imogen planted her lips on KC which shut him up.
It was KC's turn now. He spun the bottle and it landed on Clare. Both of them hesitated for a little bit until Clare mumbled, "whatever" and kissed KC.
Then, she grabbed the bottle and spun it. It landed on Drew. The two leaned in for a kiss, which rapidly turned into a make out session. Everyone watched them, a few were quiet, some were laughing, others were cheering them on.
"Drew." Said Katie.
He was too busy to hear her.
Katie yelled at the top of her lungs, "Drew!"
Everyone was silent.
"It's your turn to spin," said Katie.
Drew took the bottle and spun it. It landed on Clare.
"You know what," Katie snatched the empty bottle, "let's play another game."
"How about a drinking game?" Suggested KC.
"Yeah, I'm gonna sit this one out," said Fiona. She left the cirlce and sat on the couch.
"We have no more booze," said Julian.
"We have have Smirnoff in the fridge," said Drew.
"Well go get it, man!" Shouted Owen.
.
.
.
Drew walked to the kitchen and stole the vodka from the fridge. He gave everyone, excpet for Fiona, a bottle.
"What game should we play?" Asked Marisol.
"How about Never Have I Ever? Someone says something they've never done and if you've done it, you drink," said Sav. Everyone agreed. "Adam, you can start."
"Again?" Whined Adam but he went on, "Never have I ever been in love."
Katie, Drew, Clare, Jake, Sav, and Eli drank.
"I'll go next," volunteered Mo, "never have I ever made out with a teacher."
Nobody drank but Sav.
"No way man!" Owen accused.
"Fine, I don't expect you to believe me," said Sav.
"I'll go next," said Imogen, "Never have I ever had feelings for more than one person at the same time."
KC, Eli, Marisol, and Drew drank. Clare hesitated but she drank eventually. She caught Drew's eye and they smiled at each other.
.
.
.
Katie took her bottle and grabbed Drew by the hand, "let's go."
"What? Where?"
"We quit the game," Katie announced to everybody.
She led Drew up the staircase.
"Where are we going Katie? I was enjoying the game."
"We're gonna play our own game."
They went into Drew's bedroom and Katie shut the door. She pushed him on to the bed, downed the rest of her vodka and threw the bottle behind her back. She jumped on Drew and began to kiss him.
"Let's do it!" Said Katie.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
.
.
.
Jake glared at Clare and after a while, stood up, and walked out. Clare ran after him to his truck parked in Drew's driveway.
"Where are you going?"
"Do you think I'm stupid Clare? You drank because of Drew, didn't you?"
"Jake, it's just a game."
"I'm starting to think everything about you is a game," he got into his truck, slammed the door, and drove away.
.
.
.
Katie slowly buttoned her shirt up and fixed her hair. She glanced at Drew who was lying down on the bed, fast asleep. She tried to analyze her feelings and wondered if she changed. She felt nothing.
When she came downstairs, only a few people were still there. Katie approached Marisol and whispered to her, "can you take me home, please?"
Marisol looked at her best friend and instantly knew something was wrong. The two girls walked out the living room and out of the house.
.
.
.
Clare sat in the backyard by herself, crying over Jake. She went back into the house, up the stairs, and into Drew's bedroom. She watched a sleeping Drew breathe slowly in and out. He looked so sweet, so innocent.
"This is all your fault!" She yelled. "If it wasn't for you, Jake wouldn't hate me! None of this would've happened!" She cried.
Clare sighed and sat next to Drew, "Who am I kidding? This isn't your fault. It's mine."
She laid down next to him and fell asleep.