Spring Break at the MacLeod house

“You good back there?” Julian asked, glancing back at Frank who sat in the backseat of his sedan, playing a game on his Nintendo Switch.

“He’s fine, trust me.” Anthony assured him, leaning out the window to look back at the girls car behind them.

Julian turned forward to focus on Connor’s car ahead of them. They were on their way down to Connor’s family’s beach house for spring break. Julian Pella was just happy to be invited, as he was a bit more on the periphery of the friend group.

The guy on his left was Anthony Peterson, a long haired hippie who provided most of the gang’s pot. Behind him sat Frank Smith, Connor’s nerdy roommate. He didn’t hang out with them much, but when he did he proved to be pretty fun.

Julian thought about what must be going on in the car ahead of him, with two couples and Billy fifth-wheeling with them.

Meanwhile Billy Gosling was reaching back into the trunk, trying to grab a beer.

“Hey! Watch it!” Connor scolded him. “Wait until we get there!”

Billy dropped the beer, rolling his eyes.

Connor MacLeod and Diane Yoshida sat in the front of the car, chatting in a hushed tone. They weren’t officially dating yet, but it was all but official. Not soon after Diane and her boyfriend had a pretty messy breakup, Connor had swooped in to try and get somewhere with her. They had been practically inseparable since.

Next to him was a much more official couple Bobby Kelly and Heather Daniels making out across the backseat. Normally Billy wouldn’t have really minded, but 90 minutes of them making out while Connor and Diane whispered and giggled had started to drive him crazy.

Billy realized he probably should have gone in Julian’s car, or maybe even Maria’s.

Maria Fishman was a geeky girl most of the time, but she knew how to party. She and her roommate Hannah White, an out of state student from the Deep South, were driving the rest of the girls to Connor’s house.

Directly behind them sat Susie Clark, a short Asian girl who, despite her heavy drinking had never developed much of a tolerance for . Susie could be quite the party animal when she was drunk, but sober she was as very, very shy. Naomi Owens, Diane’s roommate and the sweetest girl Maria knew, sat next to Susie. Maria didn’t know for sure, but she suspected that Naomi was the only virgin on the trip.

In the way back, with a couple cases of beer were Jill Hawthorne and Ella Franklin, two smoking hot cheerleaders. Jill was a more typical bitchy slut cheerleader archetype, who had briefly settled down with Connor before they split up, possibly so he could pursue Diane. Ella on the other hand seemed to break the cheerleader stereotype, being incredibly nice and kind to the less popular among the group.

Maria tried to focus on the road, and Julian’s car ahead of her.

They pulled off the highway, and within 10 minutes they arrived. Connor’s house was massive, and the three cars left plenty of space in the driveway.

The guys started to unload the as the girls moved their bags inside.

After a little time to unload the cars the fourteen of them gathered in the living room.

“So we need to figure out rooms.” Connor announced. “There are five rooms. One of them has two sets of bunk beds, one has three singles, there are two rooms with doubles, and finally the master has one massive king sized bed, where we probably need to stick three people. I was thinking we could use some randomization software to figure out where everyone is sleeping.”

Bobby raised a hand. “I was wondering if me and Heather could have one of the doubles, since... y’know.”

Connor looked around at everyone else. “Any objections?”