The Leader of the Pack

Toxic was exactly how you’d expect a nightclub to be in the middle of the day; quiet. Though the building wasn’t open for business, the doors weren’t locked and there was no bouncer posted outside, so Ashley and Leon were able to walk right in. The place seemed soulless when it was empty, the only music pumping the walls now were the sounds of clinking glasses and footsteps of a curvy brunette in a faded white tank top and torn jeans doing inventory behind the bar. Seeing no one else about, Ashley approached her, hoping to find out where Luke Olsen was.

“We’re closed,” she said, glancing at the couple. Noticing how young they were, she did a double take and added. “Besides you don’t look twenty one anyway.”

“We aren’t but we’re also not here to drink,” Ashley informed her, pouting. “Is Luke Olsen around?”

“Sure,” she said, and pointed with a pencil in her hand across the dancefloor at a young man backing out of the toilets, the door swinging behind him, and wheeling along a bucket and mop. “Don’t distract him too long. It’s hard enough to get him to work.”

“No problem, it’ll only take two seconds,” Ashley assured the barmaid, before taking off in Luke’s direction, Leon following leisurely behind.

The leader of the Dark Wolves looked up when he heard the clamor of footsteps rushing towards him. It was a pleasant surprise to see a tight young blonde running towards him, and a smug smile rose across his face. Perhaps a little too young though. She looked about eighteen, but it was hard to tell these days, and he wouldn’t be the first rock star to get caught by jailbait. As he watched her perky little tits bounce in her blouse beneath the oversized motorcycle jacket, he wondered if it would be rude to ask for I.D.

“Luke Olsen,” she greeted him, beaming. “Just the man I was looking for.”

“Whoa there, teenybopper,” Luke holding out a hand to keep her from getting to close. “That’s flattering, but you’re gonna have to wait a year or two if you want to be a groupie.”

“Fucking musicians,” Ashley groaned as Leon caught up. “Not everyone wants to sleep with you. I’m here to hire you. Maybe you know my sister, Hannah Woodsen?”

“Oh shit,” Luke’s eyes bugged out. “You’re Hannah’s sister? Wait, you were the year below me at school, weren’t you? I guess that would make you…” he demonstrated his keen math skills by counting on his fingers. “…mmm, yeah, eighteen.”

“Again, not gonna fuck you,” Ashley said venomously. “Did you hear me or is sex the only thing that enters that head of yours? I’ve got a gig for you.”

“That’s a funny way of asking someone to do a job for you. Maybe if you’re not nicer, my rates will go up,” Luke said, ignoring Leon’s presence and flashing her a charming, dazzling smile. Ashley could see why it was such a hit with the ladies.

But it didn’t stop her playing hardball. “Yeah? And maybe I leave. I know the Dark Wolves aren’t that famous yet that they can go passing up a gig when it falls right in their lap. I already talked to Hugo, I just need you to agree.”

“First I’m gonna need some more details, like where, when and why.”

“Tomorrow up at Silver Lake, at Heather Ravers’ family cabin, for a big Spring Break blow out,” Ashley answered each of his questions.

“Tomorrow might pose a problem. I’m meant to be working here during the day again tomorrow, but let’s circle back to that issue, because it might not be an issue if I don’t even take the gig,” Luke mused, folding his arms across his chest as he got serious. Or as serious as a teenage rock star could get. “Did you say Heather Ravers? Fuuuuck, I remember her too. Niiice tits.”

“I’ll be sure to pass along the compliment,” Ashley said, rolling her eyes. “But better than the depth of her bra, I think her deep pockets should interest you even more.”

“Oh, trust me, she has many assets worth admiring. I’ve heard her family has a cabin up at the lake, though I’ve never been. Never been on the inner circle.” Luke sucked in air through his teeth as he considered the logistics. “Outside…that could be problematic. We’d need a portable generator. I can provide the speakers and a lot of the wiring, but we’d need power, and that’s all you. Maybe a stage too. I could ask Natalie if we could borrow one from Toxic, but we’d need somewhere level to build it.”

“Hmm, maybe there’s a generator at the cabin. I haven’t seen one, but I can get the guys to look,” Ashley said, tilting her head as she tried to remember ever seeing a generator around the cabin, but, failing that, she moved on to the next problem, which she actually have a solution for. “As for the stage, perhaps you could use the pier down by the lake.”

“And play above water?” Luke balked. “Seems a bit risky.”

“No, not on the actual pier. There’s a decked walkway that leads to the part that actually juts out over the lake. You could play there without worrying about getting wet,” Ashley explained.

“Yeah, that’ll be your job,” he said flashing her another charming smirk, though his wit only made Leon groan.

“That’ll be real hard for me, sure,” Ashley agreed sarcastically. “So, do we have a deal? You’ll play the party.”

“Playing by a lake will be a first for us, but it sounds good,” Luke said, nodding, catching a glimpse of his supervisor in the background and remembering. “Shit, yeah, except I’m working. Hold on a second.” He stretched up above the two eighteen year olds and called out to the brunette at the bar. “Hey, Natalie, can I have tomorrow off?”

“What? No way,” she bellowed back. “I already gave you the night off earlier in the week for that gig up at Green Hills.”

“Shit I forgot about that,” Luke frowned. “Some sorority who had a bunch of sisters that didn’t go anywhere for Spring Break. Eta Omicron Epsilon I think they were called. It was kinda boring though, and small since there weren’t a lot of people on campus. A lot of girls who didn’t go anywhere because they had boyfriends. I can’t complain though, I did get paid. And laid.”

“Laid?” Ashley said, taking his boasting with a grain of salt. Sure, Luke was good looking, and a musician, which was an easy way to get into the panties of a lot of women, but the blonde cheerleader had learned a long time ago that when a man is confident, he’s probably embellishing the truth. “I thought you said they all had boyfriends.”

“Not all of them. I think Hugo hooked up with some chick who had come to the party as a study break. Can you imagine staying at college during Spring Break to study?” Luke laughed loudly and Ashley guessed that academics wasn’t something the lead singer excelled in. “But the girl I hooked up did have a boyfriend. I think he was wandering around downstairs while we were up in one of the bedrooms. If she’s willing, I don’t see why her relationship status should stop me.” He saw Leon glance sheepishly at the cheerleader. “This man knows what I’m talking about.”

“Yeah, don’t I know it,” Ashley shot Leon a playful smirk. “So, this gig is a no go?”

“I dunno, let me keep trying,” Luke told her before shouting across the dancefloor again. “Come on, Natalie, please. It’s gonna be by a lake. How fucking rock & roll is that?!”

Rather than keep shouting across the room, Natalie had the good sense to leave the bar and walk closer. As she came within a more comfortable speaking distance, she said, “Name one rock band that played music by a lake?”

“That’s why it’ll be amazing. A first! At least for our band,” Luke insisted, then putting on some charm asked, “why don’t you shut up shop completely and come along?”

“Because I’m just your supervisor, I don’t own the place,” Natalie remarked, seemingly immune to his charisma. “Besides, I already have the day off tomorrow, so I don’t have to close up to go wherever I want to go.”

“Please, is there nothing you can do?” Ashley begged, using the same sad, cute eyes she used to get whatever she wanted from Brandon and her father. It never worked on her mother though, so Ashley wasn’t sure if it would work on another girl. “We just want this party to be awesome, and it’s gonna be shit if we have to listen to some lame stereo pump out the same songs we’ve all heard overplayed a thousand times on the radio.”

“I feel for you, I do, but I can’t just give him the day off,” Natalie offered Ashley a conciliatory smile, then said to Luke, “If you can get someone to swap shifts, you can go.” As she finished the sentence, another thought came to her. “Actually, there might be another way, but you did not hear this from me. The owner won’t let you go, but the daughter might. If you ask her real nicely. And you’re in luck. She’s waiting in the second floor office.”

Luke pushed the wheeled bucket and mop aside and took off sprinting towards the stairs to the upper level, without even a word of thanks. Ashley instead showed enough gratitude for the both of them.

“Thank you, thank you. This party is going to be great because of you. If you want, you really should come and join us. I’ll save you a beer for your trouble.”

“You’re welcome, but I didn’t really do anything. The daughter is a soft touch compared to the owner, but she still might need some convincing, so let’s hope Luke is as charming as he thinks he is. This kind of conflict is exactly why I warned them not to hire artists and musicians.” Natalie sighed and considered the teen’s offer to join the party. “Thanks for the invite as well, but I don’t think it’d be my kind of scene.”

“Nonsense, everyone is welcome,” Ashley said, wondering what kind of things this girl was into. “There’s a lake, there’s a waterfall, there’s a cabin if you want to hang out inside, there’s a hot tub, Carl and Matt are bringing two kegs with them…”

“Wait, Carl and Matt, as in Carl Miller and Matt Richardson?” Natalie clarified, waiting for Ashley’s nod before continuing. “Hmmm, maybe I will crash the party after all.”

“Excellent, I look forward to seeing you. It’s up on Silver Lake,” Ashley began. “To get to the cabins, you take a-”

“Don’t worry about directions. I’ll get them from Carl,” she interjected.

“Okay, cool,” Ashley ran through a list of things that she’d wanted for the party. Kegs and the band had been the big two, but snacks would also be a good idea, she decided. They’d probably have to go back and get her car before getting groceries though. Glancing at the stairs, she asked, “How long do you think he’ll be? Should we wait?”

“Depends how wound up she is, could take anywhere between fifteen minutes to an hour,” Natalie said with a self-impressed smirk, wondering if Luke could really handle the owner’s daughter. “If you have something else to do, just go. I can tell Luke to let you know how it works out.”

“Alright, but let me give you my number since he won’t have it,” Ashley said, relying the necessary information to the barmaid. “And my name is Ashley Woodsen.”

“Oh, so you’re Hannah’s little sister?” Seeing the confusion on her face, Natalie elaborated. “Your sister and I were in the same year at school. We knew each other to see, but we ran in very different circles. I got along better with Taylor, but I was never friendly with any of the cheerleaders. My fault probably as much as theirs.”

“Well, I’m a cheerleader, so you can say you’re friends with one now,” Ashley answered brightly, sticking out her hand. “Nice to meet you Natalie…”

“Caine, Natalie Caine,” she finished, firmly shaking the younger girl’s hand. “Well, I need to get back to work. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The brunette returned to her post at the bar while Ashley and Leon made their way back across the dancefloor. They only made it half way when they heard the sound of footsteps thundering from above and the triumphant shouts on a young man. Turning and looking towards the stairs, they saw Luke running down, tattooed arms stretched up in the air in celebration. He was also completely, utterly butt naked. His still half erect cock dangled between his legs, slick and dripping with cum, both his and the daughter’s.

Stopping halfway down, he slapped the tattoo on his chest, pumped his fists in the air again, and shouted across the room, “I did it! I got the day off!”

“GO PUT SOME FUCKING PANTS ON! YOU’RE GETTING CUM ON THE CARPET!” Natalie shrieked back at him. She enjoyed the sight of a nice dick as much as the next girl, but right now she was thinking about who was going to have to clean that up.

“Oh shit,” he said, looking down at his nudity as if this was brand new information. Cupping his dick in his hand to catch any more spillage, he scurried back to the offices.

Laughing, the teens continued on their way out, Ashley beaming with satisfaction of having brought the whole thing together. She was sure now that it was going to be the best party ever…

“You’re amazing,” Leon interrupted her thoughts. “Wherever you go you make friends and get shit done.”

“I bet you’re just saying that to get into my panties,” Ashley deflected, blushing at the praise. “Honestly, I’m not all that great. Heather is the real mastermind when it comes to these things. More often than not my plans tend to backfire.”

“Not from what I’ve seen. And Heather might have that natural air of authority, but you, you bring people on your side and make them want to help you. It’s amazing. You set out to accomplish something and you just did it.”

“I guess it’s because I’m not doing it for myself,” Ashley continued to humbly evade Leon’s compliments. “Since it’s for Heather, to thank her for these two weeks, I really want it to be an awesome party that we’ll all remember for years. After Spring Break, the next major holiday is Summer and after that we all go our separate ways. Maybe we’ll stay in touch, some of us won’t, and I just want to give everyone one last memory before it ends.”

“It must be hard though. Everywhere we go, with Carl, with Hugo, with Natalie, it’s always ‘Hannah’s little sister’,” Leon noted. “It doesn’t really seem like anyone sees you for you.”

“Well, it’s not surprising. Hannah was popular and well-liked by almost everyone, even if she could be mischievous at times. Even people who never met her knew her, and tales of her exploits. Since she’s three years older than me, she’s always gone ahead of me, so I’ve gotten used to the Woodsen name carrying that weight.” Ashley hold him, a sense of sorrow hanging over her as she reminisced of a time that would never be again. “But I have my own friends, who love me for me.”

“Well, you can count me among them. I’ve never met Hannah, so she’ll always be Ashley’s big sister to me.”

“Thank you,” she said, hugging Leon’s arm and resting her head against his shoulder.

“So, what’s next?” he asked, swallowing as he enjoyed the feeling of her small, warm body pressed tightly against her body, his elbow pushed between the cleavage of her tits.

“Snacks, I think, and then we’re done,” Ashley said, though maybe she could think of a way of continuing this date. She was actually enjoying herself way more than she expected.

Thinking the same, Leon suggested, “If you’re in no rush, maybe we could grab a burger at Alfr-!”

He never got to finish that sentence. As he pushed through the main doors onto the parking lot, a kick to the face bust his nose and knocked him onto his ass.