Big Men of the House(98)
I didn't even have my outfit picked out yet. I ransacked my closet looking for anything and everything. I had no clue what to wear. I thought that just a bikini would work since we would be swimming but I wouldn't feel comfortable the entire day. I found a flowing black dress that I could keep my swimsuit on underneath and easily take the dress off when it was time to go swimming. It also pushed my tits together which was a big plus.
There were going to be a lot of boys at the party and there was no telling what would happen when you involve alcohol. There were plenty of empty bedrooms to get lost with a guy for a few hours.
The doorbell rang while I was still doing my makeup. I cursed and quickly finished it up. I ran downstairs and glanced at myself in the mirror to fix any last minute problems. I opened the door to find at least twenty kids waiting.
“Hey everyone! The party's in the back!” My friends told me happy birthday as they passed by but Zack was nowhere to be found. This party was going to fall apart fast if the alcohol didn't show up.
I waited by the door, watching car after car pull up and unload kids. I grossly underestimated the amount of people that were supposed to come. I had to stop counting after the one hundredth person. There were just way too many people.
I didn't want to be standing by the door the entire party so I made a sign that said the party was in the backyard and posted it on the front door.
When I made my way into the back, I could already hear kids screaming and yelling. My neighbors were going to really hate me after today. Beach balls were flying through the air and people were diving into the pool. Loud music blared from huge speakers attached to the house. It was already chaotic and the party had only been going on for thirty minutes.
I waited by the empty alcohol table, tapping my feet and looking for Zack. The nasty image of him last night made me shake my head. Then the thought that he might not even come crossed my mind. I already paid him a ton of money. He could've just taken it and ran.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Zack carrying boxes full of liquor. Everyone cheered him as he walked over to me. Behind him were his two geeky friends, carrying more boxes. I could care less that he invited his friends because now the party could really begin.
Classmates continued to flood my backyard. There had to of been over five hundred kids. Mix horny kids and alcohol and you have a recipe for disaster.
It wasn't long until furniture from inside the house was being carried outside and thrown into the pool. I tried to plead with everyone to stop but they were a complete mess. Girls crowded the bathrooms puking their guts out. Every room I peeked into had a least one couple having sex. Some had more than one couple. Trash littered the ground like the house was a landfill
The party was getting out of hand and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
The music suddenly shut off and a booming voice cut through the air. “EVERYONE GEY OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!”
I cringed when I realized that it was Landon. My life was about to end.
Kids scattered and ran like it was the police that arrived. It didn't take long until the backyard was completely empty except for me and Landon.
The amount of devastation was impressive. I stared at Landon from across the pool as he looked at all the destruction.
“Stella! In the house now!” He turned around and walked inside.
I walked slowly, knowing that my life was over. Landon was standing in the middle of the living where the couch used to be.
“What happened?” he asked. His voice had calmed down a bit but I could tell he was still furious.
“The party got out of hand. Kids brought alcohol and I couldn't stop them.”
“How did most of the furniture get into the pool?” I could almost see a smile as he asked it. He knew it was ridiculous.
I looked down at the floor. “It was the drunk football team. They carried all the furniture and dropped it into the pool. I tried to plead with them to stop but they wouldn't listen.”
“How much did you have to drink, Stella?” he asked.
“None.” That was the absolute truth. I didn't even have time to mix myself a drink before the apocalypse began.
“You really disappointed your mother and me,” he said.
Tears welled up in my eyes. “I'm so sorry. I'll help pay for the damages and I'll clean everything up.”
Landon look concerned. “Come here, Stella. Its not the furniture or the money that matters.”
Landon took me in his arms and a flash of my fantasy from last night sparked in my brain. His cologne smelled so good it almost lifted me off my feet. The hairs on my skin stood straight up from the electricity between us.