Room 131 (M)

As you open the door a brilliantly bright light slowly washes over you then suddenly disappears. You find yourself in the kitchen of a suburban home apparently doing the dishes by hand. Your black hair is short but tuffed and you seem to be wearing simple blue jeans with a white t-shirt. In bold black on the front of the shirt it seems to say 'I'm A Good Daddy' in an almost suggestive way. Oddly enough you also don't seem to be wearing any underwear underneath either.

"Bullshit!" someone shouts behind you.

Turning around to see what the commotion is you see four teenagers sitting at the kitchen table having lunch. The one yelling is a girl who has long black hair, has almost too much makeup, bright red lipstick, a black leather choker, black skinny jeans with multiple holes, a short leather jacket, and a very small black tube top with a pink heart in the center which shows plenty of midriff. She seems to be yelling at the other girl at the table who has black pigtails, jean shorts, and a white blouse with short sleeves.

"The only reason you got people to come is cause you're somehow friends with the most popular girl in school! I actually know everyone I invited!" the girl with black hair stated.

"Shut up Renee, Lydia actually cares about me! And as for the people you invited, most of them don't even go to our school. So as far as I'm concerned it's my party." the girl with pigtails says trying to stay calm.

"You're not going to luck your way into being in charge of this party like you lucked into the cheerleading squad Jean!" Renee replies angrily.

You feel lost and confused. It would probably be best to try and stop this fight, but you don't know enough about the situation to really intervene.

"Would you two shut up." a male voice softly interjects.

Looking over at the table again you see a boy with purple dyed hair, glasses, grey sweatpants, and a black shirt that says the phrase 'Hex: Bored Stiff' with a picture of some skulls and sticks. He seems to be annoyed trying to eat his food in peace. Across from him you see the last teen at the table who seems like he is always smiling. The smiling boy has a pretty buff body, black short hair, blue jeans, and a blue and white letterman jacket.

"Guys Dylan is right, you need to chill." the smiling boy says trying to calm everyone down. "This party belongs to all of us. Besides, the only reason anyone is coming in the first place is cause our Dad is hosting it. Which means everyone is free to get as wild as they want."

'Wait a minute, am I their Dad?' you think to yourself.

"You're right. I'm sorry." Jean says apologizing.

"Sorry Luke." Renee says to the smiling boy as she stealthfully puts her hand on his thigh under the table.

As you continue to work the dishes you decide to try and make conversation.

"So uh, how many people are coming to this party?" you ask curiously.

"Oh quite a lot. It's going to be awesome!" Luke says enthusiastically.

"Oh but don't worry about that Dad. As long as you help us get ready and stay here to pretend like you'll supervise everything no one will get mad tonight." Renee says in a polite but almost dismissive way.

"Will Brady show up?" Jean asks Luke and Renee.

"Of course he will, he's my bud." Luke replies. "Plus he's bringing most of the ****."

"God I hate that guy." Dylan interjects.

"What's your problem?" Renee questions.

"That guy is such a cockbite! He thinks he owns everyone and we should all do as he says. Not to mention your gross on again off again relationship with him." Dylan says in an accusing tone to Renee.

"I know, but I can't help myself." Renee admits. "There is just something about him that's so alluring I just go back to him whenever he calls."

"I guess. If you guys need me I'll be in my room." Dylan says standing up from the table to leave.

One by one they each finish eating and leave to start preparing for the party. Dylan goes to his room to hide and play video games, Jean instantly starts texting Lydia talking about what they will be doing, Luke gets ready to drive to the grocery store for snacks and party favors, and Renee starts hooking up big speakers in the living room. You manage to finally finish with the dishes and clean off the kitchen table. You don't really feel comfortable with how much your kids seem to ignore you. Though you don't see anything else better to do so you decide to help them set up for the party.