Party Rocking

"Honestly Kyle. We would refuse. But since it's Amber's party and not yours, we will accept."

"You sure of that Santi?"

"Yeah. Don't worry Phil."

"Very good, Johnny boy, give these three the tickets."

I watch over as one of the bully comes off of the sidelines and puts his large hands on the pockets of his jeans, getting some crumpled, but authentic invitations for Amber's party, giving one to each one of us, and as much as he was a lackey of Kyle, he was pretty polite all things considered. We all departed from the hallway after that, and I know that this interaction seemed a little too mundane. Don't worry, I'll speed up things to the party and the really big moment, be patient you all. Well... I think I might be the impatient one.

The party was supposedly tonight, so after pestering my grandparents, I got to use grandpa's hand me downs, which still looked quite good on me, and I'm being quite modest here. I met Drey and a **** Phillip a quarter away from Amber's house, and we planned on walking there together, clearly because our nerdy friend was regretting going out and was having a bit of a panic attack.

"Calm down Phil. No one is going to bother you. We have a basketball player on our side, isn't that right Drey?"

"Yeah. If they mess with my fellas, they get a taste of me!"

"Please. Don't be that tacky ever again."

"Oh Hey Drey! And boys! Welcome!"

As I pat my nervous friend's back, we realize we reached our destiny when the host of the party greets us, in a bikini? Yeah, Amber was that type of girl. Not the promiscuous one, but she had a fame of being a trust fund kid with zero braincells. They weren't exactly wrong, she's rich and has a delusional mind, but she was genuinely kind, too much for her own good, and that gave her fame as guillible. Turns out that she was also a beauty, not just stacked, but had that Renaissance look: her face was symmetrical to an eerie degree (no surgery as far as I knew!) and that was complimented by a pair of small mouth but bigger lips and a cute buttom nose, it simply drew the boys in.

She was taller than me, but not more than Phil, which should be at 5'4"? I don't know about cup sizes much, even after my change, so I think Amber's breasts sit around a C-cup. But what everyone talked about her was her legs, even she was kind of short, she had legs for days! It did helped that she was a track athlete after she dropped out of the cheerleader squad.

"Others have arrived, and have you all got swimsuits? If not, I think Kyle and the others brought a few! Feel free to lounge! Also... I got a special thing for everyone! It's buzzin'!"

As we enter the place, Phil and Drey's eyes were glued on the girl, with me looking somewhere else as I we enter the house, and I remember it as clearly as the day, it was packed. There were the usual students, but also people from other schools! I still haven't seen a house party so cranked. And I still remember how cranked prom was! I'm getting ahead of myself.

We three were still quite unsure on how to act, with some being less nervous like Drey, and others being more utterly mortified in Phil, me? I had slight of an idea on what was the so called "special thing", and as soon as we reached the table filled with fruit punch, it was very clear. The "special thing" was none other than ****, and you think I might be shocked. Honestly? They waited until 18 to consume what seemed to be some kind of liquor? Atleast they waited, back home we used to do it all the time with wine in family parties, but that's talk for another day.

So, my trio wasted no time in absolutely getting plastered, after all, a little bit of booze never kills someone, right? In retrospect, maybe this was one of my not so good decisions, but it did got me close to a few girls that night, how? Dancing! Surprisingly, that gets you in a few places, you don't have exactly to be good, just enjoy yourself and you gather a crowd. That's what I did and had a few girls over me, wanting me to teach them. Of course I didn't wasted mytime.