“ALRIGHT, MOFOS! IT’S PARTY TIME!!!!” Jim cried out from the cramped back seat of Kyle’s Car after their group had just pulled up to Josh Russell’s Family Cabin.

  With there being SEVERAL cars of their fellow schoolmates parked in a BIG gravel lot that was positioned right in front of the cabin and its dead leaf covered front yard, Kyle, Eric, Jim, and Derek all marveled at the truly ‘bumping’ house party.

  As Jim excitedly evacuated out the back of Kyle’s Porsche 911 like a man on drugs, the very introverted Eric groaned distastefully “Ugh… Jesus. We shoulda stayed back at Derek’s Crib. This place is PACKED OUT THE ASS.”

  “FUCK DAT SHIT, HOMIE,” Jim thundered from outside of the car as the others started to slowly pile out of it. “I’d rather CHOP OFF MY DICK than spend ANOTHER SEC at that VIRGINS RETREAT!”

  Derek gave Jim a cold glare once he got out of Kyle’s Car… to which the Dingus awkwardly replied, “OH! Uh… My bad, D. I was just messin’. Heh, heh…”

  Derek continued to sourly glare at the Dingus whilst Sam looked at him and asked, “Well, Jimothy… Are you just gonna stand out here and bitch about not going to the party or ACTUALLY go to the party???”

  With a confused expression on tan-skinned face, Jim huffed, “HUH?”

  “Urgh… God. Get the fuck outta my way, Dingus!” Eric raged as he shoved past Jim’s right.

  Eric then led the charge across the gravel driveway towards the ‘bumping’ Russell Family Cabin.

  “So… I guess we’re following Eric, then?” Kyle asked the others.

  “Suh-Seems that wuh-wuh-way,” Derek stammered.

  Putting his ‘game face’ back on, Jim lowered his brow and shouted, “HELLZ YEAH! LET’S GO, MY DUDEZZ AND CHICK!!!”

  Jim then sprinted after Eric towards the Cabin as Sam remarked whilst shaking her head from side to side, “This is going to be an interesting night, I think, gents.”

  “I’d have to agree with ya on that one, Madame,” Kyle smirked, causing Sam to smirk back at him.

  Derek remained silent as he kept his mind SOLELY on possibly running into Amber.

  The thing was, though, he didn’t exactly know what he would do.

  Nevertheless, Derek said, “Luh-Let’s guh-guh-go,” and walked Kyle and Sam towards the Cabin’s Main Entrance.

  Derek kept silent on the matter as he now walked alongside Kyle and Sam towards the Cabin.

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  “MOTHER… OF… FUCK,” Jim remarked in total astonishment as he gazed like a fool at the illustrious party scene within the Russell Family Cabin.

  From top to bottom… ON ALL THREE FLOOR LEVELS of the cabin were filled to the motherfucking BRIM with several of his fellow drunk and high MORE POPULAR classmates.

  Smirking whilst sticking her hands in her hoodie pockets, Sam asked, “So Goobers… WHADDAYA THINK? You like???”

  “I FUCKING LOVE IT!!!” Jim cheered crazily.

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  “I fucking HATE it,” Eric sourly remarked, causing Sam just to give him a ‘thumbs down’ hand expression. “I fucking hate this song too… But at least they’re not playing some lame-ass shit like Blake Shelton or somethin’.”

  SUDDENLY, a literal SECOND after Eric’s sentence had finished, the song that was currently playing; ‘Where Them Girls At’ by David Guetta, Nicki Minaj, and Flo Rida, changed over to ‘Honey Bee’ by…

  “BLAKE SHELTON,” Eric said with furious intent in his voice. “That’s it. I’m gonna jump off the fuckin’ roof of this shithole.”

  While Derek held Eric back from going off to commit suicide, Sam looked over at Kyle to asked, “And what about you, Kyler? What do you think?”

  “This… Is… INSANE,” Kyle in an awestruck tone as he looked over the JAM PACKED three floor levels of the Russell Family Cabin.

  “Heh, heh… Sure is,” Sam giggled as she proceeded to direct her attention to Kyle, Eric, Jim, and Derek. “SO, while you Gooberinos stand around like a bunch of Wallflowers, I’m gonna go look for wherever the Kegs might be. You can all gladly do as you please and I’ll catch back up with y’alls ‘merry bunch’ later. PEACE!”

  Sam then turned away from the ‘Losers Brigade’ and disappeared in the crowd of the teens that frequented the ground/first floor level of the Cabin while the others still stood at the front door.

  “So, DICKFUCK, you gonna make a move or stand here all damned night?” Eric asked Jim, who gave him a sour look in return

  Cocking his brow downward, Jim snapped, “I’m gonna go get some beer, you fucking doucher!”

  Jim then took the lead into the first-floor level of the Cabin as Kyle, Eric, and Derek stayed behind.

  “What you fittin’ to do, E?” Kyle asked Eric.

  “Well… I WANTED to find a way up to this shithole’ roof so I could JUMP OFF OF IT…

  But SOMEBODY stopped me from achieving that,” Eric spurted distastefully whilst glaring at Derek, who lowered his head nervously.

  Looking back over at Kyle, Eric sighed, “Ugh… So, with that option currently SCRUBED for now I guess I’ll just ‘wander off’ in this fuckin’ place and see if I can sell a couple Gs to whomever wants to get lit.”

  “I see,” Kyle awkwardly replied. “Beats scraping you off the yard outside of the Cabin.

  Good luck, Chief.”

  Kyle then bumped knuckles with Eric, who turned away and drove his own path through the flooded first floor level.

  With Eric, Jim, and Sam now all gone into the party, Kyle and Derek were the only two members left behind who had yet to enter the fray.

  Turning to his best friend, Kyle asked, “So, Der, wanna go meet up with Sam to see where the Kegs are at OR see what kinda shit Jimbo is MOST DEFINITELY gettin’ himself into?”

  Looking upstairs at the second floor level of the Cabin where the House D.J.; fellow K.H.S. Eleventh grader Diego, was running the playlist that Amber Swanson and Layla Check had crafted for the party, Derek searched the ‘mobbed’ area for the former.

  Spotting Amber dancing with fellow cheerleaders Layla, Alicia Hardy, and Brittany Lawrence, Derek watched in a drunken-like haze as they danced freely and carelessly amongst the rest of their fellow classmates.

  “YO!!! EARTH TO DEREK!” Kyle called out, causing the stuttering nerd to ‘return to reality’.

  “HUH? Oh, uh… Yuh-Yeah?”

  “BRO… I was asking you what you wanted to do, but I think that I already have a good idea about that. Heh, heh... ”

  Signaling up to Amber, Kyle began to chuckle as Derek’s cheeks started turning red.

  Patting his friend on the back, Kyle said, “It’s all good, man! Don’t be so bashful! Heh, heh… Tell ya what, dude, let’s go get us a couple beers from one of the Kegs… ONCE WE FIND THEM and then we’ll talk about hittin’ up the dance floor… WITH A VENGEANCE. Ha-ha-ha! Sound good, homie?”

  Smirking, Derek nodded, “Okuh-kuh-kay.”

  “Sweet! Let’s roll out then, Autobot! Heh, heh, heh…”