The last party of the summer, at least the last big one I was obligated to throw. If I didn’t throw it Lucy would. Or Ryan would take the fame and neither of them really cared anyway. I was the popular one. Ryan was just a freshman. Ant, my older brother watched over the punch bowl. He said it was because he wanted to make sure none of my delinquent friends spiked it. But they all knew better. If they wanted to swim and party into the night, drugs and alcohol were to be kept off the premises. My dad had called the whole thing several times over the years and ground us all for a month for allowing it. Dad couldn’t ground Ant anymore, but he could stop paying for my brother’s car or even worse his college tuition. Neither of which my brother wanted to happen hence the watching the punch bowl.
The whole party was a joke really. Everyone was here cause I was throwing the party, but no one actually really came to see me. They came for the popularity it seemed to give them. Even the slacker kids showed up, the one dressed in black and a Metalica shirt who Drew liked to include in his rounds of hidden sex with Mandy, he was walking up to my bedroom now. I don’t know why I told Drew he could do it in my room room. I sighed as I watched him walk the stairs like he knew where he was going. He didn’t even stop to say hi, his best friend was already trying to mingle with the crowd very awkwardly. Max was a character. He wasn’t the brightest bulb in the box but from what I could tell he had a good heart.
My sister was bouncing around the room, moving from one group to the next. She snapped her gum, twirled the pink lock of hair in her blond curls and then she too was off upstairs. Her appearance done, she was going back to her books. Though I don’t know why she bothered to put on the show, no one would have noticed she wasn’t here.
There was a tap on my shoulder and I turned around to see my current fake girlfriend. She was just a freshman now and she looked up at me with those big brown eyes. I knew it was coming before it happened. Her small hand smacked my cheek and I reached up out of instinct more than pain, but it had stung. “This was supposed to be just the two of us. Look at this?”
I looked around and shrugged. Mia had this whole plan, and I was just gonna follow her lead. She yelled some more before she threw her drink in my face. Well fuck! I was going to kill the little brat tomorrow. I looked down as the red punch stained the white shirt I’d pulled on over top of the black tank top I was wearing. Mia has been pretending to be my girlfriend since she could date. It made her popular in school to date an older guy, and now it wasn’t so convenient now that she was getting into highschool. There was also some guy she liked. But she wouldn’t tell me who.
There was some snickering around me but most of them just looked at me with a sad face and turned away to continue what it was they were doing. So much for sympathy. My brothers were laughing at me from behind the punch bowl. Ryan pointed, “You look a little pink.”
I rolled my eyes. “She ruined my shirt.”
There was another tap on my shoulder and I turned around to find Jason Hill. He was the current quarterback of the football team. He’d taken my spot when coach cut me. My dad thinks its because Jace was better, and that I threw a temper tantrum by quitting altogether. At least that was what Coach Mills told my dad. It was a lie. Coach cut me because I didn’t want to be there – like at all. I didn’t want to play football anymore and he knew it. So he made up some story to tell my Dad so he’d go easy on me. He hadn’t, he never would. Football was his legacy, Ant’s and mine, and Ryan’s to follow. It didn’t matter what I wanted, just what he did.
But Jace was glaring at me. He laughed at me and showed me a picture, and I heard every phone go off shortly there after and they all turned to look at me. I looked down at the phone and saw a decently faked picture of me on my knees with some dick in my mouth. Now it wasn’t a complete lie, but I know for a fact it was fake because I’d never had the privilege of sucking on some random guys cock no matter how often I thought about it.
I looked at him and shrugged, “You made that.” I said.
“I did not. I took it of you in a dark alley way. I didn’t stay to watch you get fucked up the ass.” I rolled my eyes.
There was growl and my father was staring at me over Jace’s shoulder. I looked at Jace and frowned, “Thanks for that.” I said.
He looked proud at getting me in trouble but he looked around as the room cleared out. The party looked like it was over.