Mello
I'm pretty sure Scott's room was 10 times bigger than anyone else's, how else would it be able to fit so many people? Like, seriously, that place was filled!
"Hey, Mello. Where's uh, Nick?" turning around, I came face-to-face with Luke. He handed me a plastic cup with some drink in it. Smiling, I took it from his outstretched hand and took a sip. Hmm, beer.
"Oh, him? He's like…somewhere." I answered over the music before drowning the rest of the drink. It was good, very, very good. I shook my head and placed the empty cup on the table nearest to me. A familiar song came on over the speakers but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Want another?" Luke shouted, gesturing towards my empty cup. I could barely hear him over the music. I'm sure a teacher would be coming around soon to talk about that, but fuck it, it was our last weekend of freedom for pete's sake. I nodded at Luke and watched him walk away to the drink dispenser, moving a bit to the beat of the current song.
Suddenly, someone wrapped their arms around my exposed waist(my leather vest didn't do a very good job of covering it) and dragged me into them. "Hey, sexy, wanna dance?" I could feel his erection grinding on my ass and his breath on my ear. Great, a creep. I was trying to avoid this; I really didn't want to get into a fight tonight.
"Hey, bro, fuck off. He's with me," Luke returned with my drink and glared at whoever was behind me. I felt the arms leave my skin. I didn't even bother looking back to see who the dude was. "Here."
I took the cup from Luke and finished the drink in one gulp. "Thanks."
He grinned at me before stepping closer, "let's dance."
I raised an eyebrow before smirking and snatched his cup from him, drowning it and throwing the two empty cups on the floor. I wrapped my arms around his neck and allowed him to rest his on my hips.
"What if Nick sees us?"
"What? We're just…dancing. And it's not like me and him are dating…or anything," I whispered seductively, biting his ear. He sighed happily before pulling me closer and burying his face in my neck, trailing his lips over the skin and then biting down, hard. I tilted my head to allow him more access and locked eyes with that dumbass redhead lifeguard from before across the room, and he was just standing there, staring at me. Maybe he was judging me, for going at it with another guy? I don't know, and I definitely did not fucking care. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore all the (envious) stares me and Luke were probably getting. Damn, what was in that beer? Whatever it was, I love it. It made me care less about everyone and everything. I was just here to have fun, pure and simple. And no one, not some perv try'na dry hump me, and especially not some STUPID redhead, could stop that.