Jay Clark's Story

It's been a long year and nobody knows that better than the kids at the Dalton School. Between the fights for hierarchy between the most popular kids at Dalton and the most popular kids who used to go to Overbrook, the literal fist fights, the drama, and the new relationships, this first semester has been pretty fucking wild. And with mid terms behind us, what better way to celebrate and let off some steam then a rager! So that's what we're going to do.

Everyone is invited to the mid year bash being held at the Taylor home a.k.a the big blue house on the Hill hosted by none other than our darling Lola Taylor. Drinks will be provided but there will only be hard liquor (a.k.a tequila, vodka, scotch, and rum) and it's BYOB (buy your own blunt). This party doesn't have a theme, besides losing your mind, instead the only thing Lola asks is that you come dressed in your sexiest outfit, ready to make some mistakes.

The party will "officially" start at nine but anybody who knows Lola knows she'll probably have everything set up by nine and the doors will be unlocked at nine fifteen but she won't even be dressed until ten and the house won't get full until ten thirty or so so it'll mainly be her friends and the unfriendly popular kids at first because most of them live within fifteen minutes away, while the kids who live at the Bottom probably live thirty minutes away or so.

Either way get ready for a night of debouchery, illegal activity, mistakes, and of course fun. Keep your snapchats open and your drinks close.

Jason's day was very simple he got up bright and early and went on an hour jog. He then made it home in time to make breakfast for his mom and talk to her about his day. She was never really a morning person until she had her coffee. She was dressed in her normal business attire looking like a librarian from some horror film. Why he always thought of it that way was a long story that basically turn into a simple answer, he loved horror movies. His mom who had trolled his phone the night before started the conversation "So Jay are you going to that party tonight? I think you should you never know if one of your lady friends may be there." He looked at her funny. What kind of mom tells her son to go to a party where it was obviously advertised of drinking, drugs and possibly sex. He shook it off as this was a common thing with his mom. She finished her breakfast and wished him a good day. Leaving him and Sheba all alone.

Looking to the clock as he checked on the amount of time he had to do something about tonight. 10 hours plenty of time. First Jason knew that he should finish his workout so he went to his room to do some basic exercises. He then spent an hour after that reading a book about whats expected at parties and how to look like you know what your doing. His phone went off as he pulled his phone from his pocket and people were still talking on social media about this party. He laughed as it seemed most the Overbrook kids were excited about it but for some reason the Dalton kids did not , or they hid it well. He would have texted some of his friends to see if they were going but honestly he was sure they would be there.

He walked up to room and wasn't sure how to dress sexy. He understood what she meant but if he came wearing a nice shirt and slacks would he be over dressed. He combed his closet looking for what he considered his best shirt. He found a grey button up over-shirt and a black skin tight mussle shirt to go under it and for pants he wore a pair of dark blue faded jeans. Setting the whole thing on the bed he looked it up and down. It was missing something. He grabed his beanie and put it on the invisible manakin that laid on his bed and smiled "Should do fine." He put the clothes on and took a picture and put it on his instagram. With a simple tag line of only "Ready for anything."

The party was raging when Opie arrived. He opened the door, and it was unlocked just as he’d asked for. He slipped in with everyone dancing, crumping, grinding, sipping, and drinking. It was a full on rager, all right.

Almost everyone at the party was from Dalton. Nevermind that Lola invited the whole damn town, these rich spoiled brats were the only ones who answered the call. I guess there was something to be said about that Dalton/Overbrook rivalry. Opie was sure that the Overbrook kids wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to throw an even bigger rager sometime next week, just to show these Dalton kids, what’s up. Opie was hoping for it. It’d mean he’d have another party to sell at.

He looked around for an area to pass out weed. It’d need to be disclosed enough for him to be secretive, but accessible enough that everybody could get to him. Usually that’d be in the backyard. One of the benefits of setting up his operation in the backyard was that he got away from all the sweat, musk, and humidity of all the Dalton kids grinding up on each other. It was practically an orgy in there. That, and it gave him a quick escape route. If the cops came, he could always hop the back gate and hoof it away. This wasn’t his first rodeo.

He pulled out his phone and texted Lola again.

<I’m here. Setting up shop in your backyard. Spread da word. The weed has landed. Get it while it’s hot.>

Opie was never close to any Dalton kids. In fact, he hated most of their guts. To him, they were all nothing more than spoiled rich kids who needed daddy and mommy do everything for them. None of them had to work in their life. None of them knew what it was like being out on the streets. He was certain he’d never get along with them. But, they were his number one clients.

And, Lola was alright, he guessed. She was as spoiled and as rich as they come, but she kept it pretty real. If anything, she kept it a bit too real. God knows he probably knew more about her sex life than he ever wanted to know. He couldn’t help but have a soft spot for her. No, not in that way. More like how an older brother treats his kid sister. He wouldn’t ever admit that to her, but he didn’t dislike the girl.

He thought back to himself for a moment, then texted Lola again. <Btw, I got a bag waiting for you. On the house.>

Jay didn't waste much time as the day itself got closer to the time for him to leave. He debated how to get up there and decided he would take the bus up there to the party. He gathered his phone and wallet and took off towards the bus stop. A part of him was excited about the prospect of hanging out with some people from school and it being his first Dalton party. He boarded the bus and off he went.
He finally got to the party around 10:15 as he had gotten lost as he rarely comes up this side of town. He took a minute to admire the sheer size of the house and saw that a lot of people were already in there enjoying themselves. Confidence was never his issue as he put his charming smile on and moved through the entryway. He nodded and said hello to anyone who looked his way. He never expected to turn heads but he was known as good guy. He smiled his way past the dancing and conversations as he made his way to alcohol. Surprisingly he had a very high tolerance for alcohol as he found out one night with a distraught girl. He took her out in a field to get over a lose of a family member and drank with her. He drank more then she did and he ended up walking her home as she was trashed.
He ordered a rum and coke and waited patiently as he enjoyed seeing all these people ignoring the normal staus quo of money and just having fun. Once his drink was made he of course sipped it and was mixed well. He smiled at the bartender and took his drink off to mingle smiling and greeting both people he knew and those he did not.