AN: Like I said ill post a new chapter whenever I'm sober, so here I am again back with another instalment of The Party. Hope you all enjoyed the previous chapter.

And in response to some reviews, thanks to Rsizzle34, DarthSidious04 and Fire6lo for leaving some encouraging support and thanks to OmegaUltra and zachlor16 for leaving some critique.

As for why I made Bobby and Lori tongue kiss, isn't that what you would expect from a couple who are relatively alone and quite in love and for Jack of hearts, in my experience most parties are like this at my age, if you're younger than you shouldn't worry about it. Ok enjoy the read.

The Party

As the time finally approached, Lori and Leni were finalising all the absolutely vital details of the party, involving a last few touches of makeup and a couple of adjustments to their clothing. Leni had gone all out, as to be expected, she never missed an opportunity to show off her extensive fashion collection to any one lucky enough to see. She was currently wearing a seafoam green party dress that was relatively modest, for a teenager that it, and wore her hair straight. Even Lori could not deny that she gave off an aura of careless beauty that would likely draw attention from every single boy in the room.

Lori however was not in her formal party wear. She was wearing what she perceived to be hipster clothes or "wavy garms", as she had heard some of the cooler kids in her year coin. The outfit involved baggy loose fitting jeans, borrowed from Luna unbeknownst to her, and a floral print top that was also loose fitting also lifted from Luna's closet. She felt like she looked ridiculous, but she was going to get high tonight, she had to look the part.

Bobby had shown up to the house in an open plain white shirt and a plain black vest underneath, and a pair of plain black skinny jeans. He seemed to have actively worn anything that had any pattern or logo on it, Lori thought he looked like the coolest guy on earth, refusing to follow societies' rules by not being there corporate advertisement.

They were all ready.

At about 8:30 in the evening, they heard the doorbell ring for the first time. Leni opened the door and saw all 8 of her girlfriends standing there, each one wearing skimpy, highly revealing outfits of varying bright colours. Leni seemed to care very little at how overdressed she was for the occasion. All she saw was prospects of a fun night sitting in her room talking about boys, clothes and music.

"Hey girls, come in, I like totally can't wait to show you my room." She yelled happily, ushering them inside.

"Oh Leni you look absolutely amazing." One of the girls commented, slightly slurring her words.

"Omg she does look amazing, I was totally just thinking that Rachel, you look totes adorbes Len." She too was talking strangely, as if there was a weight on her tongue. Lori and Bobby started to giggle as they realised the girls had been drinking beforehand. Evidently Leni had not realised the implications of inviting a group of teenage girls to a part; they were also here to get the weight of the school week of their shoulders. Lori didn't mind, as long as they had not invited anyone else over, which by the look of things they hadn't fortunately. The girls stumbled into the house, Lori though it was a miracle they had made it to the house.

"Girls why are you acting so silly, let's go upstairs, I have the perfect…" she looked on in shock as one of her friends walked in to the couch and tripped over, bursting into a fit of giggles.

"Wow Jenny you are so fucked already, didn't you have like two shots." A girl said between laughs.

"No, I had two shots and like a ton of beer, you just didn't see you bitch." She said defensively as if being seen as a lightweight was the worst thing that could happen to anyone in the world.

"What's gotten into Jenny? And why are you being so mean, she could be hurt." Leni replied, to which one of the girls handed her a clear plastic bottle, one that was half filled with a brown liquid that looked a lot like coke, only more transparent. She took it, raised it to her lips and took a large swig, after all she loved coke. Huge error, she gagged as the burning liquid went down her throat, the taste was awful, as if someone had forced her to drink hand sanitiser.

"Ahhh, that was awful, why would you make me drink that" she spluttered, looking very upset. The girl who had given her the bottle was surprised, she said

"Leni have you never had a vodka and coke, it's like the best way to get smashed", but Leni just looked at her confused, "You know Leni, drunk."

"Umm, I don't know what you mean, but let's…"

"Just have some more Leni, drink it slowly this time in small sips, trust me, it will help you enjoy the night." The other girls agreed and started to yell words of encouragement at her, and Leni began to slowly finish the bottle. Almost immediately she began to feel an odd sensation throughout her body, as if her brain was circling around her skull, making her feel dizzy and lightheaded. When she tried to talk her words became a slur, but above all else she felt happy. She felt like she could do anything and no one would care.

As for Lori, she and Bobby had decided to join in the fun, Lori was shocked when she saw Leni drinking the bottle of vodka, but she was also highly amused. The opportunity to see her younger sister drunk had never passed by before and she was not getting to let it slip through her fingers. She grabbed the bag from the fridge door and dragged Bobby to the couch where the girls were hanging out, chilling, basking in the excitement of being drunk. She handed out a bottle of beer to each of the girls, including Leni, and poured three shots for her, her sister, and Bobby. Unlike getting high, getting drunk was not a new feeling for Lori. Several times earlier this year she had been out with friends at parties, that inevitably ended up with her having a couple of drinks. Leni appeared to be having the time of her life, laughing with her friends, stopping only to drink from her can. It appeared that the girl's kind hearted nature mixed perfectly well in the river of alcohol flowing through her body.

After twenty minutes of random conversation, one of the girls commented on the lack of music playing in the house.

"Oh shit, Bobby I forgot about music, not a party without it, Luna should have a speaker in her room that can play music from my phone surely. Could you go find it boo-boo bear, I have to entertain our guests with Leni." Lori slurred, looking worried.

"Of course babe." Bobby said as he got up and headed towards Luna and Luan's bedroom. He was not drunk still, being the only male there, what was enough to get the girls completely off their heads' was barely enough to make Bobby tipsy. He had been drinking beer since he was 14, remembering fondly that one of his friends called him a pussy for not wanting any, which of course he had to prove wrong, so he had built up some tolerance to it. He knocked on Luna's door. Luan opened looking sour, exclaiming impolitely

"What do you want Bobby?"

"Alright Luan no need to be rude, I just need one of Lunas speaker that she uses to play music from her phone."

"Oh there should be one in here."

"What's wrong Luan, you've gone two sentences without a pun." Bobby said with concern in his voice.

"Oh nothing, it's just my older sisters are going to destroy the house or get themselves seriously hurt."

"Come on Luan, I'm here to stop that from happening, you should know I'd never let something bad happen to Lori." He stated, as he found the purple speaker he was looking for, "anyway thanks for the speaker, if you want to come have some fun downstairs, you're perfectly welcome to."

"Not so responsible of you huh, I'll pass thanks." Luan said sounding exasperated.

"Whatever floats your boat little loud."

Bobby brought the speaker back to Lori, who was having a great time learning about all the relationship drama going down in the younger year.

"Babe, I got you the speaker, let's play some jams."

"Oh Lori you're right he is so cute." One of the girls shouted, Lori glared at her. She grabbed him tightly and placed a peck on his cheek, as if to show he was hers, like a dog pissing on a tree.

"Thanks so much boo-boo bear." A few moments later music was blaring from the speakers, playing one of the songs on Lori's party playlist that fortunately she had the foresight to make.

An hour later the arty was in full swing, guests arriving every now and then, music playing loudly, and people enjoying themselves. Around twenty people had arrived at this point in various stages of inebriation. Lori decided it was the perfect time to bring out the weed, the entire purpose for this party. She turned to bobby who was nodding his head to a particular jam by Arctic Monkeys called I bet you look good on the dancefloor. The couch and TV had been moved by someone to form a small makeshift dancefloor, which Leni was on right now staring blankly up at the ceiling, swaying back and forth to the beat.

"OK baby, can we have the stuff now. I've been looking forward to it all night." She begged, as she heard someone knock on the door. That someone turned out to be none other than Carol.

"Omg perfect timing darling, Bobby and I were just about to spark up a joint, care to join us." She said quickly, barely leaving Carol time to say hello. She grasped her arm and pulled her down to the basement with Bobby following up the rear. Leni noticed this happening, and curious, decided to follow them.

"Hey guuuys, what are you up to down here, it's so dark and scary." Leni said, leaving Lori looking very agitated.

"We're just going to get some fresh air love." Carol said in a weak attempt to get Leni to leave.

"In the basement? There's no air down here, you might want to try outside though."

"Whatever babe, let's let Leni have a good time tonight, she deserves it too, this stuff is perfectly safe, plus it would be a good skill for Leni to have." Bobby chimed in.

"OK then, Leni if you must know we were just about to smoke some of the herbs Bobby provided us with. Come you'll love it." Lori said, acclimatising to the idea of getting Leni high as a kite.

Upstairs, as this was happening, there was a loud banging on the door. A boy opened it to reveal ten, burly young men, all wearing sweaters from the schools American football team. They ran in to the house one by one, yelling, each of them carrying a large bottle of vodka, and searching for a good time. Meanwhile behind the boiler in the basement sat a small white haired individual, holding his gaming device, shutting it off when he heard the door open, and voices coming down the steps. Of course he recognised them as two of his sisters, Carol and bobby, but what he heard them talking about shocked him.

Thanks for reading, stories coming to an end, but there's still a couple chapters of hijinks and the aftermath. So until then, leave a review and give us a follow.

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