c5 - parties + spin the bottle

Holy shit.

Jagger and I stand outside a tall, wide house - okay no, a fucking mansion- that has been decorated with a ridiculous amount of lights. The mansion seems to vibrate with the music playing from it.

"Sin, is this girl, like, rich?" Jagger looks at me.

Chuckling, I gesture towards the house.

"You think?"

Clearly, the owner was on the rich side of Greenwood College. This would be interesting.

A girl named Becky Bell in my Geography class invited me here, told me to bring a mate. So I came, because who says no to a party?

"This is either gonna be some lame ass party, or the shit!" Jagger wolf whistles.

I chuckle to myself, Jagger always manages to make me laugh.

We enter, the music blaring in our eyes. There's a room with less people, but I see Rhiannon, my roommate, Paige, and some others sitting around on a sofa.

"Sup." Jagger walks over to them, and I make a mental note to kill him later, there's all these people partying we could be friends with but he chooses to sit with the boring people on the sofa? Perfect.

He sits next to Paige, gaining a rough look from what looks like the biggest cokehead. I look at the group of people before me:

Rhiannon, talking to two identical ginger girls, twins. Paige, Jagger and the cokehead all having some sort of staring contest. Then there's a guy that I do not recognise.

However, unlike the others, my roommate Catalina is sat with a zoot in her mouth, deeply inhaling it every second, and a phone in her other, oblivious to anyone around her, like she's in her own little world.

I have to admit; she's hot. She seems like a bitch, but she is hot.

Why don't you fuck her then?

The little voice in my head encourages me. But she's my roommate, and I know what girls are like, it would end up ridiculously awkward and she'll be begging for more.

Unless she's not like that.

All girls are like that. They all want something more.

And anyway, if I'm going to be friends with her, or at least civil, having wild sex once and then not speaking again may make the situation uneasy.

"Hey, Rhiannon. Who are these two beautiful ladies your talking to?" I sit down beside Rhi, a familiar face.

She looks at me. "Arianna and Georgina. And don't even think about it."

I elbow her as a joke. Rhi is actually an alright girl, and she's a decent shag, but I wouldn't go there again, cause her step-dad is a dickhead. Honestly, he punched me for fucking his daughter, when they don't even share the same blood!

Although I do respect him for making sure she's treated right. Woman shouldn't be treated like objects.

The cokehead stands up and claps his hand. "Let's play truth or dare!"

Catalina rolls her eyes and stands up. "What are we, five?"

She's small. Little Red would be a good name for her.

The cokehead chuckles, "Fine, Cat. Let's play spin the bottle."

The guy I do not recognise looks at Rhiannon. Ah, something must be going on there. Interesting.

"I'm down," Jagger says confidently with a grin, of course he does, it means he'll be able to get off with a bunch of hot chicks, "and so is Sin."

Great, I've been volunteered for.

"Yeah, thanks for asking, mate." I slap Jagger on the back and he punches my arm. Bromance is a beautiful thing.

"Us too!" Georgia or something like that exclaims. I notice her sister, Arabella I think her name was, seems a little pissed off with her sisters screeching.

Party pooper.

The cokehead looks at little red, Rhiannon and the guy I don't know.

"Rhi, Cat, Brandon? You guys in?"

Brandon looks up at the coke-head. "Fine, Patrick, Rhi and I are in."

So his name is Patrick. Suits him.

"Cat? You in?"

Catalina rolls her eyes, in the middle of rolling another joint. "Fine." She says with a groan.

We sit in a circle on the floor besides the sofa.

Patrick rubs his hands together, "My turn." He says with a smirk I am all too familiar with. I know his type.

Get girls drunk or high, convinces them to fuck him, then drops them. Don't get me wrong, I fuck and drop, but at least when they're sober. (unless I'm not sober)

The bottle spins slowly, and we all look and wait patiently. It lands on that Arabella girl, she looks ecstatic whereas Patrick looks disappointed.

"Pucker up!" She giggles, before leaning in and kissing coke-head.

The kiss is shit, it lasts about three seconds.

"My turn!" She giggles, spinning the bottle. It lands on Catalina.

Patrick shakes his head. "Re-spin."

Jagger looks at him, "Man, are you mad? We are about to see some girl on girl action, and your saying no?"

"Only if they are comfortable with it, mate, would you wanna kiss me?" I raise an eyebrow at Jagger. He leans in jokingly, and I dodge the kiss. Obviously.

Little red shrugs, and whispers something to Arabella. Arabella giggles and whispers, but louder than Catalina. "Good plan." I hear her respond to my roommate.

Catalina shrugs again. "A games a game, right? And anyway, my bi-panic is going crazy, so it's fine by me."

She leans in, and her and Arabella kiss for about a minute. In this minute, they both let out many fake moans, its obvious to me they are fake but the boys seem to be falling for it, to their amusement.

Rhiannon looks at Cat in disbelief, "I can't believe you did that."

Cat shrugs for the third time in the past five minutes. "No big deal, I'm not a prude."

We play spin the bottle for around an hour until it becomes boring, then we decide to go party. Patrick, Aranna or something like that and Cat all take two pingers.

I drink so much, I fucking love alcohol. It tastes so good and despite it normally being cold it has the power to melt away anyones problems, which is pretty sick if you think about it properly.

The room spins and the music gets louder. I feel the sweat on my forehead. There's a pounding: whether its from the beat of the music, people fucking upstairs or the extreme amount of alcohol in my system, I don't know.

"Hey roomie!" I yell as I see a flash of red curls.

Cat looks up at me. "You reek of alcohol. Don't come back tonight, I'm not having my room smell."

Party pooper.

"Our! It's our room!" I yell back.

She sticks her middle finger up at me, and disappears.

What a bitch.

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