Your Friends Greet You

I pull into the driveway of Crystal's house. She isn't a local, but her parents are most definitely paying her rent, either that or she has a very well paying job. Her house is nearly as big as mine, and since she doesn't have parents around her house has become the usual location for your group's activities.

I get out of your car and enter the house. "That must be John." I hear Owen say from the living room. He quickly greets me in the hallway.

I smile as I see him. He's taller than me, standing at 6' tall. He has short blonde hair, blue eyes, and a clean shaven face. He's also quite fit, his muscles a bit larger than mine. He quickly pats me on the back. "Nice to see you finally show up, everyone is already here." He leads me into the living room with the rest of our friends.

Firstly I spot Cassandra. I'm not surprised by her appearance, she's most definitely a goth. She is sitting on the couch. Her fishnet covered legs crossed, making her one black combat boot hover over the ground. She's wearing a tight black skirt, her position causing the already short skirt to ride up to reveal even more of her pale, fishnet-clad thighs. Her midriff is exposed under her dark black crop top which hugs her round breasts. Over her crop top is a black jacket. She has a black choker around her neck, highlighting her pale face with blood red lipstick and dark eye makeup. Her black, shoulder-length hair falls down onto her shoulders as she looks back at me with a friendly smile. She's 5'9. Some people think that goths are scary, but not Cassandra. She's one of the nicest people I've ever met, even if she can be 'weird' at times.

Next to Cassandra is the host herself. Crystal is an absolute bombshell. She's wearing a loose fitting, white dress, but it does nothing to hide her curves. Her feet are bare as she sits on the couch. The curves of her butt and breasts hugged by even the loose dress. Her blonde hair falls down her back. She also greets me with a smile, as well as a small wave. She's 5'6. She's a psychology student, and she gets pretty good grades, but that doesn't stop her from occasionally playing up her 'bimbo' personality. She mainly does it just joke around, or to have other people do things for her. I've found yourself to be on the retrieving end of that nearly constantly. She has me do pretty much anything for her, and yet I always do it.

On a nearby chair is Hunter. She's sitting with her legs spread. On her feet are a couple of basic trainers. She's wearing blue denim jeans, with her gray shirt tucked into it. Her shirt squeezes over her breasts. Over her shirt is a red flannel, all the buttons undone. I'm pretty sure she's wearing makeup, but it's definitely light. She has short, shoulder-length brown hair. She's 5'10. Her loose flannel doesn't make this immediately obvious, but Hunter is quite strong. Due to nearly constant challenges I know that she's nearly an even match with Owen. I'm pretty sure that she's stronger, but I won't tell him that. She loves any challenge, game, or sport. You bring up anything even remotely like one of those, and she'll be in without hesitation.

Off by the bar is Bryan is pouring a glass of scotch. Standing at 6'4, he's most definitely the biggest in the group. He's wearing joggers and a compression shirt. Both are hugging his body due to his large, and quite overbearing muscles. He has short brown hair, and a clean shaven face. Despite his quite threatening appearance, he's a pretty nice dude. He doesn't really mess with anyone other than a couple jokes, and he'll protect any of us without a second thought.

Sitting on the ground by the table is Alex. His bare legs are tucked under him in a sort of half-sitting half-lying position. His hips and butt are hugged by high waisted, short, athletic shorts. A pink crop top is on his top half, revealing is quite toned midriff. He has shoulder length blonde hair, and very fair skin, his lips even glistening a bit. He's 5'6. When I first met Alex, I thought he was just a very petite girl, but I was quickly informed that he was actually a he. Though he didn't care, I recall him making some sort of sexual joke afterwards.

Lastly I spot Blake in the corner. He's scrolling on his phone silently. He's wearing jeans and a graphic t-shirt. His brown hair falls just past his ears. He's 5'8. He's even more anti-social than I am, but I do share a lot of the same interests, even if he took them in a much more **** way than I did. I've found myself playing video games with him quite often. At first I was surprised that he seemed to always be at these kinds of gatherings. He just didn't seem like the type, but I learned that he's actually Crystal's little brother, so she basically drags him to everything, and he lives here with her.