I groan in disgust as the girl I am helping throws up in the toilet, I hold her hair up for her and when she is done I help her to the living room. Yes, people, I am presently at Ella's party and while she is drinking and having the fun of her life, I am here comforting the drunk and well comforting myself. Again, yes people I'm that good at my jo-bb. I take a cup of soda and down it as I watch one of the drunk girls wave me goodbye and walk towards the pool. 

You see on a normal day I'd just watch her waltz into the cold pool and give her an internet worthy photo shoot while she's screaming and swimming for her dear drunken life before helping her out. But today I have to be nice as I am the party mum so I watch her waltz towards the pool, she is still smiling and waving at me and when I see she had to take just a step before falling in, I wave back at her and give her a big knowing smile. Because of my good self today I help her out skipping the photo shoot that would have gotten me more followers on Instagram. "Well that should have sobered you up" I say to her as I show her  the real way out which was through the living room.

I walk back to where I had been sitting all night which was on the kitchen island, from there I could monitor everyone in the living room and garden. I was grooving to the jam in the background drinking a coke and wiggling my butt on the island when I notice a guy running up the stairs which leads to the bedroom. I struggle through the crowd and make my way to the stairs. Once up I start scanning everywhere for the guy and I see him just about to enter Ella's room. I run without thinking startling him and causing him to hit the door and make it shut. I groan in annoyance fighting back all the urge to slap the idiotic blonde who has just managed to get the two of us trapped in Ella's room.

 Let me explain this to you so you can understand more, about two hours before the party I had installed a security measure on the bedroom doors so that it could get lock once closed from the inside and it could only be opened from the outside. Now I know you might be wondering why I did that but wonder not my sweetlings , I did it so I could trap the lovebirds who think having sex in their host's bedroom is the way to show appreciation  for the lovely party , my plan was to give them a nice photo shoot  for my Instagram page and tag them to those caught in the act accounts, but I guess payback really is a bitch.

"You moron, why on earth did you slam the door"I burst out at him trying to pry the door open even as I know it is useless,

" you're calling me a moron, who's the weirdo that came running and screaming startling me " he argues,

 "oh no boy, oh fucking no are you gonna put the blame on me, and PS dear boy, I am not the weirdo.I mean who goes upstairs to a dark room in a party alone. Normally people go in twos or threes or whatever number to make out, not alone!!" I hiss at him,

"well maybe because I wanted to cool off from the noise and sober up a little" he hisses back,

 I sigh with annoyance sitting on the bed slapping my palm on my face continuously, "why can't you just run into the pool thinking it was your bed like other normal drunks do" I say covering my face with my palm and shaking my head, 

he merely hisses at my remark, "sitting there and whining all day won't solve anything, make yourself useful and starting banging loud so someone could hear us" he shouted while examining the lock on the door.

 I wince a little at his harsh remark and start to bang the door loudly shouting like a hippie.

"You are gonna burst my eardrums", he shouts but I ignore him shouting even louder.

What he was the one that gave me the job description. After what seemed like forever the door opened and as I was plastered to the door banging it I fall flat when on the floor when it opened.  Ella is  standing at the entrance  giggling and when I bring up my face to meet hers  she was grinning widely. 

"Oh get that stupid grin off your face "I hiss with embarrassment  and she giggles louder.

The guy simply cross over me smirking as he made his way downstairs.

"What, don't blame me, you never told me you liked it rough and loud" Ella whispers  to me as the three of us make our way downstairs.

The guy probably heard because he groans and I can see his face go red.

I walk at his back as he walks towards the kitchen, "won't you even commend me for a job well done" I snicker and he stops walking and faces  me smirking.

He looks at me from head to toe and I couldn't help but feel naked by his gawk, I was dressed in a big vintage shirt which was tied into a knot a little above my navel accompanied with a pair of black shorts and nice cowboy boots, my hair left down with a bandanna has a headband. I can recall Ella's outburst when I first arrived she had tried to rip off the bandanna  saying I could either choose to go old school or rock-star. I merely grinned at her and walked away. 

 The boy simply shrugs and sits on a high bar stool leaning back. Now it is my turn to gawk at him. He has dirty blonde hair with piercing blue eyes, his face is chiseled and he is slim but kind of muscular and he's taller than me. I have to admit he's damn fine. He is dressed in a black leather jacket, white tee, black jeans and a pair of white sneakers. "I thought we posed to go old school" I say acknowledging the fact that Ella saw his dressing but didn't say anything.

"I take it you like what you see" he smirks popping a gum in his mouth and I can't help but grin at his dumb comment. He stands up and walks towards the door and I follow.  I mentally question myself as to why I am doing so. "I'll see you around Fiona Hills", he says walking into the dark and my jaw drops in surprise and confusion.

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