Studying/Drinking

I returned home, Well this house I'm now **** to call home, I just returned after our visit to the store to buy ****, I shouldn't have been surprised by the amount they brought, but I really couldn't believe it. I've only drunk on special occasions and always in small doses. There is no way we would drink 1/4 of the amount they brought—beers, wine, spirits, shot glasses. I don't even know what some of the drinks they picked up were; we are meant to be studying!!.

One thing I'm thankful for is that the girls were waiting until my parents actually left. I've been added to the WhatsApp group chat "Becky's Badass Bitches" it's called, what a terrible name btw. Don't these girls have any self-respect, and of course Becky is the group admin. The group picture is the bathroom selfie from earlier, but again, sorry I'm getting off topic.

Becky waved me in from next door as I entered my home. It made me think of every other time I'd seen her until now, I looked down my nose at her then, but this time I'm finding myself under her thumb, and this will have to change.

Upon entering, I shot up the stairs to get changed before my parents saw my new look, but before getting into my room, my brother Ben exited our dingy bathroom and immediately noticed my appearance. I would say it's a surprise because it's a shock he notices anything that's not on his computer, but I guess it was such a dramatic change.

"Lauren, what's gotten into you?" Ben queried, sounding genuinely concerned for my welfare. "That lipstick, the sloppy look, is everything okay?."

I paused. I thought about telling him the whole story, but I didn't want to get him complicated into this, so I responded, "It's complicated, Ben. This area and that college are totally different from what we are used too, and I need to make friends and fit in; I can't spend all day on the computer like you.".

"Ok, ok, I was just asking," Ben said, backing off. I decided to then tell him about Becky, Aimee, Dani, and Jess coming later.

Ben pulled a face, clearly taken aback by the news. "Becky, you don't mean that trashy girl next door?"

I reassured him, "Look, Ben, all your friends you still speak to on the computer playing games like you always have, whereas I only speak to mine on WhatsApp, and they are all so busy, so I know people around here are well below our social class, but I need friends, understand?"

Ben looked sympathetic, and he told me he understood, but just to be careful around these types of girls.

"Ben, don't worry, I'm better than anyone at this college and in this neighbourhood, so you don't need to worry, I'll be fine." With that, Ben went back into his room on his PC, and I went and got changed, removing the lipstick and getting changed into an old, expensive casual black hoodie, a smart pair of grey jeans, and grey socks.

I went back downstairs, and mum asked me about college, and when I mentioned talking to the girl next door and her friends, she looked surprised but was supportive.

My mother got along with everyone, so it was no surprise that she didn't say anything negative about Becky. I think her surprise was that I was giving her the time of the day because I guess I could be accused of being a snob.

I then asked if the girls could come round later, and mum was so happy I made friends so had no issue. Dad was too focused on his laptop looking for a way to find work that met his standard. He was a proud man who didn't just want to get by; he wanted to regain his/our fortune.

Later on, I smiled as I saw my parents ready for their evening out. It felt like old times as they got ready in their best clothes before heading out. The local bar and grill for their night out wouldn't be my father's usual standard, but mom wouldn't care, so she had a big smile as I waved them off and they shouted their goodbyes upstairs to Ben.

I put in the "Becky's Badass Bitches" group chat that my parents had left; it didn't take long for the girls to turn up, and I took a deep breath before answering.

Becky, Jess, Dani, and Aimes strutted in, each carrying various bags filled with **** and at least items to help our studies. Their outfits looked cheap and trashy, even more than I expected, Jess for example, wore a cheap pair of flip-flops, a neon yellow crop top with clearly no bra underneath, and tiny cotton black shorts.

Aimes asked me, "We staring downstairs or in your room, Lozza?" I told her we go in the living room as more space, and Ben would probably be in his room mostly anyway. I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that bringing Becky and her crew to our new home would lead to a total disaster.

Dani opened us all a bottle of beer each and pulled out some shot glasses, telling us we all got to have a shot to get our studies started. I necked some horrible black shot, thankful the burning in my throat died down quickly.

I decided to launch into our studies as we gathered in the living room for the study session. As we settled in, I knew I was impressing with my knowledge of the topics and plans for the best way to tackle each section, and I even told them I had done my research so I knew exactly what work we would have coming up as the weeks and months went by, and all the girls were actually engaged, asking me questions.

I was talking so much that I actually drank my beer before anyone else, so Aimes popped me open a new one.

"Wow, Lozza, you really know your stuff," Dani remarked, taking a sip of her beer.

"Yeah, I'm glad we have you leading this session," Becky added, nodding in agreement.

I was actually grinning at this point; maybe they would soon realise they should all listen and learn from me.

However, it didn't take long for the focus to gradually shift from studying to drinking as Jess started pouring shot after shot. Conversations became more casual, and even I gave up on studying and was just hoping to find a way to send these girls home without getting them angry.

"Hey, I'll get us some of the beers we put in the fridge," Becky said as she jumped up and headed into my kitchen, well and truly making herself at home.

As Becky was in the kitchen, Ben came downstairs, and the girls greeted him as he gave a quick wave. He told us he was just grabbing a snack and would be out of our way. He and Becky then didn't reappear for what seemed forever, and I kept nervously glancing towards the kitchen door.

"Afraid someone's going to steal your precious little brother, Lozza?" Jess taunted,

Dani then jumped in. "Becky has been talking about the new guy next door; she loves a nerd."

I gulped and said, "I'll go see what's keeping them."

Feeling overwhelmed, I pushed open the kitchen door, that's when I discovered Becky had Ben cornered near the fridge. Becky was leaning in close to him, making contact, and had been giggling at something he must have said. Ben looked very red, as he was certainly not used to this attention. He was a virgin, and unlike myself, he had never even been in a relationship.

Becky noticed me and then reached around Ben, gripped one of his butt cheeks, and gave him a kiss on his cheek, then picked up some of the beers. "See you around Benny, I better get back to the girls and I'll let you go back to the gaming." With that, Becky walked towards me with a big grin on her face and was bringing the beers back. Just as she was going to go past me, she asked me, "Lozza, grab those last couple of bottles. I've got my hands full".

I closed the door behind Becky, expecting Ben to quiz me on the nickname, but he just had a little twinkle in his eye. "Well, that was interesting. Who knew hanging with these girls would be such a good thing?, Becky seems fun!".

Typical guy, I suppose. I was going to warn him against going near Becky, but I didn't want to wipe the smile from his very happy face at this very moment. Even though I knew she would be no good for him, maybe the best thing is that I could get Becky to back off. Ben headed back upstairs, and I got the drinks and went back to the girls.

As the night wore on, I was feeling more drunk than ever before. Dani suddenly jumped up, excited, and turned to me. "Hey, Lozza, I've got a great idea. How about we take this party to your room?"

I blinked in surprise, caught off guard by her suggestion. "My room, why there is more space here?" I said drunkenly, looking nervous. The truth is, I was worried Ben would just be a couple doors down from Becky. He wouldn't hear us come up though, as he always has his massive headphones on while on his PC.

Becky shrugged, looking unbothered, her smile then widened. "Why not? We've been hanging out here all night; we haven't seen your bedroom yet, and don't be embarrassed by it because it's not as fancy as your old house; we ain't exactly snobs." All the girls burst into laughter at that point.

Before I could protest, Aimes chimed in, her curiosity piqued. "Come on, Lozza, don't be shy. We won't bite," she teased, nudging me playfully.

With a **** sigh, I relented. "Fine," I conceded. "But just for a little while, and then you'll have to go because we have college tomorrow."

With that, we made our way upstairs to my room, everyone including me carrying drinks. Once in there, Becky was the first on my bed, throwing some pillows to the floor, obviously for a couple of us to sit on, As Becky made herself comfortable on my bed, Jess eagerly claimed the spot beside her, kicking off her flip flops, she saw no issue plonking her dirty bare feet on my bed, unlike Becky who left her shoes on and positioned on the floor. Dani followed suit, positioning herself next to Becky on the opposite side. Meanwhile, Aimes plopped down onto the pile of pillows on the floor gesturing for me to join her and telling me "come on babes, sit by me, let them test how comfy ya bed is"

Alot of drinks we're then drunk, my memory at this point hazy. I tried broaching the subject of Ben to Becky, telling her it would be awkward if they dated because we are friends and he's my brother, but Becky seemed to brush me off.

I found myself listening to Jess talking about a threesome she had with two guys, a devils three-way she referred to it as. I was blushing and speechless. Aimes turned to me and said, "Come on Lozza, haven't you ever done anything crazy like that?"

I was caught off guard and stumbled over my words. "N-no, I mean, I've never even..."

Jess and Dani both shouted in surprise, "YOU'RE A VIRGIN??"

I tried to find any words, but none came out. I would never usually be embarrassed by this; in fact, I was proud I held off with my only boyfriend because I was proved right by rejecting him, but with these girls, it felt embarrassing.

Seeing my distress, Becky chimed in, eager to capitalise on the situation. "Oh, come on girls! Lozza ain't going to be holier than thou. Even though she's a virgin, she'll have done something, right, Lozza?"

I then blurted out about the handjobs I gave my ex-boyfriend to make him happy and some topless kissing.

Becky smirked as I revealed this information. She pressed on, "Bet you got a vibrator that you use nightly as well; virgin's are usually the most at it, because they ain't getting the dick they need.".

Denials sprang to my lips, denying I even owned a vibrator (which was a lie), but Becky cut me off. "Admit it Lozza. We all have needs."

My denials continued, and Becky offered up a bet: "Right, I bet you have a vibrator hidden away somewhere; so here's the deal: I can tell you are sooo protective of Benny, so if we can't find it in 5 minutes, I lose and I'll leave him alone, but if I win, erm how about you have to give a sloppy blowjob to your own vibrator? After all, you say you've never done it, and you need to learn to be good at it after the rumour around college, we'll give you tips."

I couldn't believe she would even suggest such a thing; if I were sober, I would have kicked her right out of the house in outrage, but I thought this was my chance to get one over Becky and keep her away from Ben, so I jumped up, shook her hand, and said, "You're on.".

I felt almost instant regret as all the girls sprang into action as soon as the timer on my phone started, nearly trashing my room as they did a deep search. I got really nervous as Becky was in the back of my wardrobe and heading towards a box where I kept my old toys from childhood (only one toy was not from childhood in that box).

I glanced at the timer. Time was running out. I could still win this. I was wishing for that clock to run out. As Becky flipped the lid on the box, I was desperately hoping she wouldn't notice it. It was only a basic 6-inch bullet vibrator, the only one I've ever owned. Easy to miss amongst everything in the box.