It turned out the party wasn't at Sunnivas place, but some rental space. It was like most of those type of places. Old, worn down, smelling of poorly washed vomit and piss. Once upon a time it had probably been some bigshots house, who, upon their death had passed it on to the city. But the city usually didn't need it for anything, so they either ended up demolishing it, or rented it out to different arrangement. Alcohol was never permitted, and no one cared.
There wasn't as many people there as they had anticipated either, but then again, it wasn't the biggest school in the district. Most of the school was there anyway.
I can't believe you're my chaperone!! I don't need some fucking babysitter!! Marco snarled at his sister. Why the hell did his parents make him go with her!! No one went to a fucking party with their sister! She wasn't even invited.
He'd already told Sunniva ofcourse, when she'd given him the adresse. And she had not been pleased. Not at all, but it was the only way dad had let him go.
Dad had been unyielding in his desicion. And when Marco had been so stupid as to mention the party in the first place, he couldn't even sneak out!! Because dad could read his mind or somehing!!
Let me make this clear, he threatened. If you fucking embarass me, I'll beat the shit out of you. Do you understand me?
Oriana nodded. They had fought before, and Marco was a lot stronger than her. Getting rocksugar hurts, so did snakebite. Atleast he hadn't bogwashed her.....yet....
Though truth been told, Alex had kind of deserved it. He wouldn't pick on Joe again atleast. Oriana hoped he liked it at the new school.
You are going to shut up and sit still! I don't want to see you, or fucking hear you! Have I made myself clear? 'Cause if I see you not following orders......
Oriana cowered under his dark gaze. Okay, he was beeing mean even by his standars today.
Calm down Marco! I don't want to be here more than you want me here!! She was beeing truthful, she didn't want to be here. She didn't like drinking, it just made her sick, and as far as she knew none of her friends had been invited either. Because they would have told her if they had, right?
Oriana was the one who had to spend pretty much an entire day with Sunniva, her evil friends, Marco and dumb- Joe and cap- boy.
She felt a bit guilty thinking about them that way too.
I'll find a place to sit, and when you're ready to leave just tell me and I'll drive you home. Or wherever you feel like going. They had agreed to her beeing the designated driver that day.
Well, Marco had pretty much ordered her too. Which was odd, as he wasn't really much of a drinker either. She'd even borrowed mums eco- car, as Marco wouldn't be caught dead in Orianas simswagon. And dad had just laughed when she asked if they could use his car. And it was forbidden for her to touch Marcos challenger.
Marco pushed her aside and walk into the room. The loud music nearly made the glasses pop off her nose. Now she just had to find a place to sit, that wasn't within Marcos view.
Atleast she knew who some of the kids were, like cousin Meave dancing with those two guys. And Anyas brother smooching on his girlfriend Niki. He was a rather jealouse type, so no one got to close to her without him beating them. Which was stupid, since Niki usually beat them herself.
She wasn't surprised to see Rye either, as Marco had made sure he got invited. It took a while before Oriana realised who he was talking too. Wasn't that Vera? She'd barely recognized her without that shock- greene top.
Vera hadn't mentioned that she was going to Sunnivas party. Oriana hadn't told anyone, but it kind of hurt beeing pretty much the only one that wasn't invited. But she'd felt less lonely knowing that Vera, Milo and Anya hadn't been invited either.
Ofcourse they hadn't said they weren't invited, she'd just assumed.
In the corner of her eye, she noticed Joe pulling a face, and it became apperent as to why. Vera wasn't the only one that had been invited. Milo and Anya were busy sucking eacothers face, and hadn't seen her entering.
Oriana felt awkward, and was still trying to see a quiet and hidden place to sit. Could she talk to them, or would that be to embarassing for them? She didn't really want to interrupt them when they were smooching like that. The other thing she worried about, was slutty- gothy Ally and dog- face Chistine would notice her.
She didn't worry about Marco at the moment, or Sunniva for that matter, they were to busy to notice her anyway. Oriana didn't understand what was wrong with mean Sunniva. Why would she want to talk to ugly Marco, when Bashir was right there? He was way prettier than her buttfaced- brother! Maybe Sunniva needed glasses too.
An unpleasant voice made sound as if someones phone was ringing: Hello? Slutty- gothy Ally sounded almost sober, as she used her hand as a phone. If we've seen a retarted wilderbeast with a bad haircut? She took the hand away from from her face, handing it to Oriana and said: It's for you Oralana, the zoo wondered where you went. Slutty- gothy had a pretty dark voice.
That was quite a mild insult for Ally. She was obviously out of pratice.
You know Christine, maybe Oralana can give Albert that blow- job you were supposed to... Mean girls weren't just mean to others. Oriana suspected the two of them bickered between them, to decide who was to be alpha when Sunniva was busy with her ugly brother.
Atleast I don't take it up the backside Ally, Christine smirked.
Oriana was really glad she wasn't popular if they had to do things like that!! Christine still snarled: Go away Whory!! No one likes you!!
You're not invited arseface!! Just piss off already!! Christine was really not nice. Everyone hates you! The only reason you have "friends" is because they feel sorry for you!! The blonde leaned back a bit, stroking her curly hair. They talk about you behind your back, you know that right?
That was so not true!! Christine and Ally were so mean! They were totally running Sunnivas errands, and she did have friends! And they did like her, didn't they?! Oriana bit it back, she was afraid Marco would hear if she said anything! Stupid Marco!!
Looks like Oralana agrees Christine!! Ally stroked her cheek, looking thoughtful!
Whory totally knows she's soo ugly, and that everyone hates her, Christine giggled.
Say it Oralana! Ally wasn't just mean! She was really, really mean!! Say that you're ugly and that everyone hates you!! Or we'll get Albert to throw you out!
Oriana had no idea who this "Albert" was. Probably one of those gross old farts that was there. Looking between Christines and Allys head, she saw her stupid brother talking to Sunniva.
She sighed internally, sighed at her stupid brother, at the stupid party, at the stupid popular- girls, and said: I'm ugly and everyone hates me, and crossed her fingers at Marco not beating her up.
You're so lucky you're brother's hot, Ally said. Or you'd never set your huge feet inside the door!! They giggled and turned their backs against her.
They left behind a very wondering Oriana, that wasn't sure what that had been all about. If she was lucky, they were fetching Albert to throw her out. Atleast then she wouldn't have to drive ugly Marco around.
Ooooriii? Milos voice was hard to hear over the loud music, but he still managed to make himself understood. He seemed a bit embarassed, trying to pretend he wasn't.
She smiled at him, it was kind of nice to see someone that didn't dislike her, unless Christine and Ally were telling the truth. She took a short look over Milos shoulder to see if Marco noticed her talking to someone.
So, why are you here? I mean, Milo said, I didn't know you were invited... He swayed a bit back and forward.
Hi Milo! She said to him over the music, then she said it again because they were standig right under one of the speakers. I'm not invited. But dad wouldn't let Marco go unless I went to. Are you having fun?
He gave her a strange look, but Oriana wasn't sure why. Okay, it was a bit strange that they hadn't mentioned that they were invited. Milos glowing eyes were swimming inside the sockets, and he had trouble focusing on her. Maybe they really just were with her, because they felt sorry for her....
Oriana lost attention to Milo for a little while. Who was that really, really, really old guy sneaking around Lori there? Why were old people here anyway? They were drinking too, so they couldn't bee chaperones. One of them were probably Albert.
Ehm.... So.... this is a bit awkwawrd, Milo slurred. We kin of didn't want to hur.. hurt your feelings Ori, that's why we didn't mention us go.
Milo didn't stand to steady on his feet, and the sound of his voice made it obvious he'd been drinking quite a lot.
Just hearing him utter the word "feelings" alone kind of gave it off though.
Why would my feelings get hurt? I wouldn't want anyone missing out of the party of the year, because of me. That would be kind of selfish wouldn't it? She wasn't lying. It hurt not beeing invited, but that didn't mean she didn't want her friends going either. Even if they hated her, didn't mean she hated them!
You're really cool Ori!! Okay, Milo was going to tip over pretty soon, but unfortunately he didn't stop talking: We all mowe you..... he laughed.
Had Milo just said they loved her? And people said that kids and drunk people told the truth, so maybe they didn't hate her after all!! She turned Milo around and watched him stumble over to Anya. He was quite docile when he'd been drinking.
Oriana was able to sneak through the room, without anyone else noticing her. Ally and Christine was to busy flirting with those really, really old guys that hung around there. Was she really the only one that thought that was odd?
She hid in one of the couches there, facing the other room. She wanted to have full point of view, incase Marco noticed her. She also saw Vera dancing with that Avendale boy. Oriana didn't really know him, but he seemed nice enough.
Oriana tried to make herself invisible as Marco and Sunniva walked passed her, into the kitchen. Marco in a kitchen? That was strange, and she heard the door getting locked too. The music in this room wasn't as loud as in the other one.
Eeeew!! She didn't even notice she'd said it out loud. That gross old man was kissing Lori!! Poor Lori! He was probably like thirty!! She could take care of herself though, and kicked the old dude in the knee. He started yelling at her, but she just laughed in his face.
To Orianas big surprise, someone came and sat next to her on the sofa. He even talked to her! And he wasn't grossly drunk either, he only had a small drawl, and lightly blushed nose.
Hi, he said, I'm Jonny.
Hi, I'm Oriana, she said, not sure how to react. He was probably going to say something rude anyway. Or ask her if she could introduce her to one of the other girls.
Aren't you friends with that blonde dude?
That was so typical, even people she had no idea who was, knew her stupid brother!!
What's his name again, Jonny said.... Milo!! Yeah, Milo right? The werewolf?
Did he just say Milo, and not Marco? Oriana liked this guy already. And he was talking to her too. He was probably totally interested in her, and she felt so much better about herself. Maybe she had a little crush on this guy!
Yeah, Milo is like my best friend! He totally was.
I like your glasses.
Wow!!! Oriana nearly squeeled. Jonny was so nice! It was the first time ever that anyone had complimented her glasses!
Like that wasn't cool enough, he said: I used to wear glasses as a kid, for correctional purposes. But my eyesight's good now.
It was the same with her! Wow, Jonny was sooo perfect!
They talked and talked for what seemed like hours. He was so great. He dressed normal, he looked normal, he acted normal.... And he didn't laugh at her, or call her a weirdo! And he totally didn't drool over all the other pretty girls! He was looking at her, and talking to her. Awesome!
Oriana totally loved this party! She wished it would never end. She and Jonny was having such a good time together!
Atleast they had a great time, until stupid Joe pressed his bony butt between them. Drawling and drooling he leaned over to Oriana. Stinking of smoke, sweat and booze he whispered with a high voice: Marco said, to tell you, that Jonnys a tuuuuuuurd!!! Tuuurd, tuuuuuuuurd.... He was actually singing the last part.
She'd understood a while ago that Joe wasn't well in the head, and probably needed some medication. If he didn't already use it. He wasn't dangerous though.
Oriana was smarter than people gave her credit for. Even her genious dad had trouble winning a game of chess against her. So if Marco said Jonny was a turd, he had to be great right? Since Marco was a jerk. She wondered how her buttfaced brother knew she was talking to him anyway. Maybe Jonny had asked about earlier!!
She smiled to herself, she was totally in love with Jonny. Especially since Marco didn't like him!
Tuuuuurd, tuuurdituuurrrrdiiiituuuuuurd..... Joe was still singing....
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Bashir hadn't stayed to long with Marco and Sunniva. He probably understood that he couldn't compete with Marco. He was way more awesome than poster- boy anyway! Naw, Bashir was cool, baby- faced, but still cool.
And Sunniva seemed really happy to see him. But she was clearly drunk out of her wits. Nearly tipping over when she tried to tell him something.
I'm kind of sleepy, she drawled, trying to sleep where she stood. Marco thought it was kind of funny, but he'd catch her if she tipped over. He was a gentleman after all!!
So what's up with all the old geezers? He said. Marco hadn't touched any of the booze yet. He did drink from time to time, but wasn't really that into it.
He had enough selfinsight to know that him, and alcohol was a pretty bad combination. Knowing where boundaries went was hard enough to learn already. That, and he liked beeing able to make fun of everyone when they'de been insanely drunk. Sometimes he'd tape it on his phone and show it to them when they were sober.
He looked over at one of the ancient dinosaurs, having his hands all over Cristine. He was probably like sixty or something! And why was he feeding her "juice" as they called it, anyway? She'd end up getting pumped in the hospital if the old dude didn't quit it already.
Where do you think we get all the booze from? Sunniva giggled at him. She leaned in to him and whispered: You have no idea what we can get those old guys doing! They'd do anything for a young girl!! Like they think we're gonna fuck them or something!! She laughed again. They are like the biggest boozers... loosers ever!!
You're sooo hot.... she giggled, and Marco couldn't help but getting flattered. He still noticed dinosaur- man pretty much forcing "juice" down Christines throat. And "grandpa" behind him, beeing a bit to close to Lori.
You don't actually sleep with those old raisins, right? Marco wasn't done with the subjects yet. Was he really the only one that found it strange that grey, old men hung around teenagers? And got them drunk?
Well.... Sunniva swayed back and forth a bit. Not really, but they kind of try all the time you know. I just punsj.... punch them when they get to closet... closed... close...
She looked at him with those hazel eyes. Sunniva had really beautiful eyes, when they weren't swimming from beeing drunk that was. Her breath smelled of sour beer, and he was pretty sure she'd been smoking too. Marco didn't smoke either, he tried not to put to much shit into his body.
Why so curious about the old guys anyhay, she drawled, nearly falling on top of him.
Dinosaur-mans old bones couldn't have been in the best of shapes, as he lost hold of Christine. She fell flat on her face. Marco and Sunniva laughed. That was too funny!!
Speaking of funny in a different way, Joe and Ally seemed to hit it off. Good for him! Not so good for her though, since Joe was kind of crazy.
What the fuck is wrong with you, you fat old geezer!!!? Fucking hell Albert!! Christine screamed it, but the music stopped everyone from hearing it. She didn't seem to be too drunk yet. That curly, blonde hair didn't hide a bimbos brain, even if she might look like one. All the makeup she wore, probably protected against the fall.
Don't talk to me like that you crazy bitch! Dinosaur- man wasn't drunk atleast: You owe me for getting you all this juice!! Christine growled a bit, but didn't say anything else. Owe? Owe him what, simoleons?
Marco chewed on his tongue. The old dude couldn't even hold skinny- arsed Christine up. How tough could he be anyway?
Maybe Sunniva noticed his change in mood. She pulled him close, stuffing his face into that beautiful red hair. It smelled a bit of tobacco, but he didn't care.
Her cheek was smooth against his, and she whispered: This place has a really cool chicken... she hopefully meant kitchen.. do you wanna see it? She was leaning her entire weight on him, to prevent herself from tipping over.
Why the hell would he want to see a chicken... kitchen!! Great, now he was starting too!
Why would I want to see a kitchen? Marco smiled at her, Sunniva was weird.
It looks like a ufo!! she slurred at him. You wanna see the chicken... Marco wasn't to sure about leaving Oriana unsupervised. Especially now that Jonny- turd had looked in her direction.
Sooo do you like the chicken? Sunniva drawled at him. Marco started wondering if maybe she'd smoked something else than tobacco. She was acting way out of character, and she seemed twitchy.
Why would she be nervous, it was just him. Not some creepy old guy. He had noticed her locking the door, but that was probably because she didn't want anyone in the kitchen. It was a really high- tech one. And smelly, very smelly.
What the hell? Was that old guy talking to Rye now? What the fuck was wrong with that gross old man?! Why the hell was he touching him so ofter? Rye wasn't gay!! And even if he was, he was to young for that old dude anyway!!
We should like see the rest of it. Sunniva slurred, giving him a crooked smile. The kitchen really was huge, they couldn't even see the door from most of the place.
Sunniva tasted of sour tobacco and sweet juice. But to be honest Marco didn't care. So that's why she wanted him to see the kitchen! Sweet!! Wait until he told Joe and Rye that he'd made out with her!
Wait, was he taking advantage of a drunk chick now? Nah, it was probably okay.
Ofcourse, by the time she'd pulled the tiny shirt over her head and pushed him down onto the sticky floor, he'd forgotten he even had friends. And when she straddled him and pushed his head into her breasts, he lost his brain too. With two handfuls of thigh, and a mouthfull of breast he really didn't need it either.
You're supposed to take some of your clothes off to, you know, she drawled it in a low voice.
Sweet!!!
No way in hell he was going to sit on that sticky floor with a bare butt. And who knew? Maybe if they ever did this again, they could pretend he was the guy! Not that he was complaining! And even better, neither was she! Even if he had no idea what he was doing!! Man, he was one lucky bastard.
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Marco hadn't realised how long they've been gone until he got out of the kitchen. The signs of a good get together was covering the floor. And sofa.
Someone still kept the party going. It was always someone that just never quit.
It's truuuuue!! Ally sounded like she'd smoked non- stop since she'd been born. Yetis are all around us!! The mayor is a yeti! It's totally a conspiracy!!!
It wasn't a lot of poster- boyish about Bashir at the moment. He fell over and threw up on the floor whilst Ally laughed at him. Then she lied down on the floor next to him, using his vomit as a pillow. Marco had to remind them next time he saw them.
It was something that didn't seem right to him though. Vera was passed out on the floor, nothing new there.... but something really didn't seem right....
The ancient dinosaur was acting all perv at Christine, but he couldn't hear what they were talking about.
Marco scratched his neck, the not- so- little incident with Sun had left his body in an uproar. And he thought he would get sleepy!!
What the fuck, was that old geezer frenching Lori!? What the hell was wrong with that pedo?! She was as young as he was, they weren't even legal yet!! He knew that was the reason why old men hung around teens!!
And that fucking old dude!? Was he fondling cousine Meave as she was sleeping?! Marco narrowed his eyes. It wasn't Meave he was fondling, it was Rye. He was fucking touching a sleeping kid!! Look at that old perv- face!!!
Marco couldn't just stand looking at that!
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Oh no! Oriana whispered without even noticing it. Marco had finally gotten out from the kitchen. Wondered what he'd been doing in there for so long? She said a little prayed that he didn't notice her. He'd probably scare Jonny away too!! But with that old man present, he wouldn't beat her up atleast!
Sunniva had walked out from the kitchen straight before Marco, and fell asleep on the floor somewhere.
Oriana clearly heard her brothers voice over the music: How old are you? He was making a very rude gesture at the old man. Why was he doing that for? He was just sitting there!
Her brother hadn't anywhere near their mums bad temper, and Oriana was in a bad mood sometimes too, but not like stupid Marco! They had learned in school that they were acting out because of hormones, but that boys also had testosterone.
Marco look down at Perv- face, and asked him again: I said: How old are you?! Fifty? Sixty??
Perv- face tried to play it cool and went: I'm thirtyfive, thanks for asking kid. His voice was a lot more mature than his own, but he didn't care about things like that. Typical old dude, tough and boasting until he got confronted.
You see old man, this is what I don't get... Why are you at a party with teenagers? What can you possibly have incommon with us? Shouldn't you be at home jerking off infront of the computer at this hour?! Marcos voice was youthful and impertinent in comparison to old perv- face. And he totally knew how to treat the elderly. Old men didn't know how to use androids anyway!!
Now boy, old perv face didn't even look at Marco. What a pussy!! I'm a married man! I have kids and.... he sounded a bit more agitated than he looked.
You fondle your kids when they sleep too, perv- face?!
Oriana couldn't believe her brother just said that! She didn't care that teachers said testosterone made boys aggressive! Old men had that too right? So did the other boys, and they didn't behave like her butt- faced brother!!
He was so glad perv- face talked back! Made his blood pump even faster!
What's wrong with the hairspray- kid? Jonny whispered to Oriana, but she just shok her head. Afraid Marco would hear, and bogwash her.
I talk to old pedos however I feel like.....
PEDO!? Perv- face was screaming in his face now. I HAVE THREE DAUGHTERS... Screaming was good too...
You're not helping Meave, Jonny said to her.
Sure I am, she said. Look! He's punching him harder!!!
STOP IT!! YOU'RE GONNA KILL HIM!!! Oriana screamed it, covering her ears from the sound of fists hitting flesh. It didn't sound anything like it did on tv!! Why wasn't Marco listening?!
The few people that was still able to stand on their own cheered at her brother. What was wrong with them?! She didn't want her brother killing someone! Even Salek and Niki had stopped smooching and laughed at the old man from the couch! This was not funny! It was dangerous! Why weren't anyone stopping him?!
The crowd had followed him, still cheering at him to keep the fight going. Not that he noticed...
Somewhere on the path, someone had tugged at his arm. He'd just got more annoyed and pulled it out of the unknown grasp.
Marco pulled his arm out of the grasp one last time, nearly making a drunk Joe fall over. Mate.... mate.... hey mate.... Chill mate!!! The sirens! Can't you hear the sirens?!!
Good thing they had taken mums stupid hybrid car, and not one more conspicuous.
poses by lili09, Clarisse, Dill, Mypalsim, Mary63jony elexis, aikea guinea, imho, artistkate, danzxnard, simsimi, ymtr, spladoum, blakc, aeon, Moci (sorry to all I forgot)
"That Avendale kid" is the son of Emmerson Avendale, but he looks more like his mum unfortunately. I was hoping for that beautiful, red Avendale hair :(
And I'm really sorry about the crappy pictures and angles. I got tons of error 12, lost hours of gameplay and I'm just to cranky to put to much effort into staging atm. I just wanted to play the game instead.
Oh, and typos when they are talking are intentional. As usual, thanks for reading :D
p.s: I can already tell that the fight won't have any legal consequenses for Marco. I like to think that Jericho is a large metropole that has grown faster than anticipated, so the law system is hanging a bit behind, and that the cops has better things to do than investigating the small fight this actually is.
