Snippet #1380170

"One, Two, Three, Four. Let me hear you scream if you want some more! Like Ahhh! Push it, Push it- Watch me work it, I'm perfect!" Sang the two girls in the back of a BMW, singing along to the song that was blaring from a burned CD. Thomas Groove was driving, and Paula's boyfriend, Quinn was seated in the passenger's seat, while Paula and Jordan made themselves comfortable in the back. The guys were in button-up shirts, and the girls in dresses and stilettos, a tell tale sign of a semi-formal party that would be their wildest night yet. Quinn took a drag of the blunt he'd been cradling for the past five minutes, then passed it to Thomas, who took a generous one. Before he could take another breath in of the medicine, Jordy plucked it from his hands, immediately tucking it between her lips. The blunt was then finished off by Paula and her, both sharing what was left of it. Save for the intermitted singing from the back, the four of them looked and probably felt pretty mellow.

After a half hour of driving, Thomas pulled up into the curving driveway, up to a giant house with all it's front lights gleaming in the night. With the moment the car pulled into a stop, the group piled out, Quinn strayed behind to help Thomas carry the alcohol they've brought while Paula and Jordy 'clicked' their way to the front door and let themselves in, because honestly. With the music blaring from inside, they doubted that anyone would hear the doorbell. Glancing inside, it wasn't crowded yet, nor was it a full blown party.

"In here, Tom!" someone called out from inside one of the rooms, a kitchen, telling from the echo following his voice. The girls casually strode to the wide, rounded doorway and glanced in, Greg was arranging the bar, filling the small beverage fridges underneath the counter. "Oh hey girls, where's Tom?"

"He's coming," Jordy explained, striding into the kitchen, the echo of her stilettos made it seem as if a series of girls were walking around. Paula followed her closely, a bit out of it, what with a silly smirk curling her lips and her eyes glazed over.

"Jordilion!" Thomas called out from the front door, "You left your purse in the car."

"So?" Jordy asked once the two guys came into view, bringing a cardboard box filled with 'goodies'.

"Just thought you needed it," Thomas shrugged, put off by her attitude.

"For someone to steal it? No thanks," Jordy muttered, resulting a concerned glance from Paula. There was no need for snippy mood, but consequentially, Jordy becomes rather violent when high.

"Aaanyway, anyone here yet?" Thomas moved behind the counter to help Greg make things presentable and not like entire chaos. After all, chaos was only proper after the party. Meanwhile, Quinn moved behind Paula, sliding his arms around her waist and bending down to leave a kiss on the side of her head.

The four have been to the house before, but the way it was prepared now for a party, all it needed were crowds here, and when that last fraction of the equation was in place, it would all be pleasurable havoc. The conversations between the four and Greg soon escalated, they were joined by more people. Some moved off to other rooms, some went to go check out the pool. Meanwhile, Greg was still arranging shit, all the while chewing on anything he could get his hands on in passing, lunch and dinner weren't necessary when you have to prepare a house this size. Just when he thought he was done putting shit away, he was forced to prepare a few drinks for some passing souls. Karolina and Yuleta were here, his two favorite European girls. And eventually, even Chad, his best bud showed up to cause even more chaotic fun than was already planned.

The DJ was in full blast, but the crowd was still minimal compared to how many people Greg invited. Not to mention, his little brother's friends were going to arrive as well. So with a drink in hand, Greg made his way throughout the rooms, and finally into the main room where the dance floor was set up. Strobe-light was sequential along with the colored lights, one of them spitting out green hypnotic spots over all the surfaces. He lingered there with a few familiar faces, until he caught sight of his brother passing through the hall, "Tom!" Greg called out, moving to intercept his brother. Quinn was with him, but no Paula or Jordy. With this chance, the man went ahead, with a sly grin, and introduced Tom to 'willing' Yuleta and Karolina.

Meanwhile, Paula and Jordan were outside in the pool, their dresses neatly draped over the lounge chairs next to the sliding door to the house. The two simply hung around in the shallow end, holding up their drinks, and trying not to get their hair wet. The conversation between them included the imminent relationship of Paula and Quinn and Jordy's struggles with he ex-boyfriend.