It's lit!

One by one, the guests arrived.

There was Julio, a camp Latino man who was the group’s resident gay best friend; Michelle, a slightly nerdier girl who still knew how to have a good time; Brooke and Kai, twin brother and sister who were normally seen together; Crash, a muscular bearded metalhead dude; and Max, a DJ who took over music duties for the party, to name a few, but one of note was Barbie from the Beauty Spot.

When she arrived she went over to greet Andrea and ‘her’ two friends.

“Kristi, Hi, thanks for the invite! Andrea, I didn’t expect to see you here, that’s awesome! Hi, bitch.”, Barbie regarded Vicki.

“’Sup, slut. Bringing the cheap booze as usual I see”.

“Only what you deserve”.

The tension between the two blonde bimbos was palpable, and Andrea thought it best not to ask why just now and to try and diffuse the situation.

“Soooo… anybody know any drinking games?”.

More and more people joined the party from Kristi’s wide network of friends and acquaintances till the joint was positively jumping.

Vicki and Barbie competed against each other ferociously in drinking games, trading barbs and insults at every given opportunity and competing over who had rights over being Andrea’s beautician.

“I gave her a makeover first!”, shouted Barbie as she played beer pong against Vicki.

“Explains why she learnt to do it herself! Her mom said I was her go-to gal anyway!”, Vicki retorted.

“Then how come she got her nails did by me a couple days ago, huh?!”, Barbie repelled.

Meanwhile, Andrea watched the scene unfold with Kristi.

“So how come they like hate each other’s guts?”.

“They’re sisters, half-sisters, so there’s that. Plus they both wanted to be called Barbie, but Suki changed her name without Vicki. It sucks though; they were pretty much inseparable till junior year”, explained Kristi, taking a swig of her beer.

From what Andrea observed and Kristi explained, the half-sisters were equally matched when it came to beautician skills, but Vicki was definitely the ‘dumb’ one of the two, her common sense never really having developed fully.

Surprisingly though, she was extremely knowledgeable on a huge variety of subjects if you were to ask her and practically had a calculator in her head with the speed she could solve equations.

While Barbie seemed more put together, she had almost flunked high school, and had to take summer school and suck a lot of teacher dick to graduate.

Andrea liked all of the new people ‘she’ met, and they all loved ‘her’.

Andrea was funny, charming, sexy, energetic, pleasant, and overall the life of the party (if not almost as dumb as Vicki, the attendees thought).

As the **** flowed, ‘Andrea mode’ became completely autonomous, swamping any Andrew thoughts and leaving only the Andrea mindset in control.

And as the party moved on, Vicki noticed something about Andrea and Kristi; they were chatting far more casually, even flirtatiously at times, and were completely unperturbed with the body contact and lingering glances they were unknowingly giving each other.

‘Oh em gee! They’re flirting! They’d make a totally cute couple! Too bad Andrea’s dating a guy though. Maybe if they split up…’.

And as Vicki analysed the situation, the banter between Kristi and Andrea was certainly becoming more coquettish, especially when the two ended up dancing together.

However somebody still had to arrive and burst their bubble.