I stare at the ceiling of my dorm room, noticing the slight mildew starting to form on the corners. I have nowhere else to stay so I have no other choice but to live in the college. It's not so bad here.

As I stare at the "Chris loves fish" graffiti on the wall beside the door, my phone rings out. I check the contact name and it reads "FREDS". I press the answer key and wait for Freddie to start talking.

"Cook?" He starts, his voice sounding muffled due to the phone connection. "Are you awake?"

"No Freddie, I'm clearly passed out," I mumble through a yawn. "Why are you ringing me?"

There's silence on the end of the phone. "Freds?" I say, frowning. "You there?"

The line suddenly goes dead and before I have a second to figure out why, my door bursts open and Freddie and JJ come parading in, plastic shopping bags in each of their hands.

"Happy birthday!" They bellow, Freddie flinging his arms around me and JJ patting my back awkwardly.

I laugh into Freddie's chest, and pull JJ into the hug. "You remembered!" I exclaim.

"Of course we'd remember, Cook," Freddie laughs, pulling out of the hug. "What kind of friends would we be if we forgot?"

"Shit ones," I smirked. "You'd have gotten the boot by now."

Freddie smiles and places the plastic bag on the ground. It makes a familiar clinking sound as it is moved.

"Is that-" I start, looking between Freddie and JJ.

"Have a look for yourself," Freddie urges, and JJ places another bag beside the first one.

I grin as I look inside. The bags are filled with bottles of beer and shoulders of vodka.

"Legends, you two," I whoop, clapping my hands together. "Fucking top."

Freddie and JJ beam at me, and I drag them back in for another hug. "We're gonna get absolutely shit faced, in honour of me turning seventeen," I declare, pulling out of the hug and grabbing JJ by the shoulders. "You in, J?"

JJ smiles and nods rapidly. "It's your birthday, Cook. Of course I'm in."

I slap his cheek lightly. "That's fucking right man, it's my fucking birthday!" I yell, causing JJ to cover his ears.

I pull out a shoulder of vodka and open the cap. "Cheers, lads," I grin and take a long swig.

JJ looks at me in disbelief. "It's nine-thirty in the morning, Cook!" he utters, mouth agape.

I pat his head. "And I'm seventeen, J," I point out. "Celebration starts now and doesn't end till fucking next week!"

JJ looks at me, exhausted, while Freddie opens a bottle of beer, using the side of my bed frame as a bottle opener.

He holds his beer up and I clink my bottle of vodka off the tip of his bottle. "Cheers, man."

-

Freddie gawks at me as I roll a piece of grass in between my fingertips. Freddie, JJ and I are sitting on a patch of grass at the park, waiting for everyone to arrive.

I decided I wanted to have a big fuck-off session in honour of my birthday, so I invited the friend group we kind of formed since college started. I also invited a fuck ton of other people but I told them to come at a later time, just so I can see everyone's reaction when only like 9 people initially show up. I think it'll be funny.

Only problem is I still haven't chose a destination to actually have this session. There's nowhere willing to allow me in. I'm barred from a lot of places.

That's why Freddie is gawking at me.

"What do you mean you don't know where it's happening, I thought you had it all planned!" he says, perplexed.

"Relax, Freds," I dismiss him nonchalantly. "I've everything else figured out, especially drink and drugs." I pull out two baggies, a grin on my face. One has mdma and the other contains a quarter ounce of weed.

"Right, great, yeah," Freddie sighs. "That's great, but how are we going to do all these drugs when we've nowhere to fucking do them?"

"I'll figure it out, man," I shrug. "It'll all fall into place naturally, trust the process."

Freddie shakes his head irritably, while JJ checks his wrist watch.

"When did you tell them to come, Cook?" He asks nervously.

"Well, what time is it right now?" I ask, taking a swig from a vodka bottle. I'm onto my second.

"Almost 2 pm," JJ responds.

I sit up. "Right then," I drum my hands off my thighs. "They should be here soon enough."

"Why so early?" Freddie questions, frowning.

"Because," I start, pulling out grass and throwing it at Freddie's face. "Like I said, celebrations start early. Now, enough questions." I stand up, stumbling slightly. "It's time to fucking party."

Freddie chuckles. "Where's the party, exactly?" he asks, shielding his eyes from the sun as he looks up at me.

I look down at him, then point at my crotch. "Right here baby."

Freddie blows air out of his lips and looks over his shoulder. "There's someone now."

I look over to the direction in which he's referring to and notice three figures in the distance, female figures.

"It's my three lovers," I smirk, receiving a head shake from JJ.

I fling my arms out as they get closer. "The first guests! Are you ready to get fucked!" I whoop, heading toward them, arms open.

Effy is in the middle. My gaze is focused on her. We've been causally flirting since college started, nothing serious. I want to get to know her better, if you know want I mean, and I plan to tonight.

She smiles at me as we approach each other and I put my arms around her for a hug. I pull out and put my arms around Pandora and Eve's shoulders. "Thanks for coming, girls," I grin, shaking them both, and smiling at Effy, who's standing in front of us.

Eve awkwardly smiles at me. "Happy birthday, Cook."

I look at her. "Thanks, pet," I smile back.

"Happy birthday, Cookie!" Pandora gushes. "Tonight's gonna be whizzer, I just know it. You always know how to throw a party, Cook. You look great, by the way, do-"

She's interrupted by Effy clearing her throat. "She's already had a bit to drink," she calmly states, while I laugh. Effy leans in closer to me.

"You'll get your present later," she whispers, tilting her head at me and smiling. I gaze at her, my heart fluttering.

She leans out and fixes her composure. "Happy birthday," she says plainly, and makes her way over to where Freddie and JJ were sitting. I watch her as she walks away.

I look back over at Pandora and Eve. Pandora is still blabbering on about the party, while Eve is standing there, looking a bit dejected.

Is that jealousy I see?

I grin to myself.

I'm in for some night.

-

Eventually almost everyone is sitting around in a circle on the green, we were just waiting on Naomi to arrive.

"I say we just start without her," Katie declares. "I don't want to have her around me when she's drunk. She'd be even more of a raging lesbo."

I perk up at the last sentence. "Hang on, Naomikins likes the minge?" I look at Katie, who's now looking at her sister, Emily.

Emily glares at her. "Shut up, Katie," she snaps.

I laugh loudly. "I love it!" I yell, receiving an embarrassed look from Emily.

I look up as I notice Naomi approaching the group, a crate of beer in her hands. "Well, speak of the devil and she shall appear!" I chortle. "Welcome, Naomi, we were just talking about you."

Naomi frowns at me in surprise. "Oh?" She responds, setting the crate down beside me. "Happy birthday, Cook." She kisses me lightly on the cheek, and settles down beside Katie.

Katie groans. "Why are you beside me, lesbo," she spits. "I don't want to be felt up."

Naomi sighs. "I'm not gay, Katie," she retorts, shooting Emily an accusing look. Emily looks away shyly.

I'm loving the drama, a grin is plastered on my face.

"Why'd you kiss my sister, then?" Katie sneers.

Emily has her head in her hands. "Katie-"

"Right, if I'm so gay, would I do this?" Naomi gets up out of her place, marches over to me and grabs my face. She presses her lips on mine and I raise my eyebrows in surprise, before kissing her back.

Everyone starts cheering as she walks back to her spot beside Katie. She gives Katie a triumphant smile then turns her head away from her.

I slap my knees in delight. "Fucking brilliant, Naomikins!" I laugh, and she smiles awkwardly back at me.

"Don't get any ideas, Cook," she warns me. "It was only to prove a point."

I put my hands up. "Hey, I'm open to be used to prove any point," I chuckle. "Fine by me."

"So, where exactly are we going?" Effy speaks up.

I turn my gaze toward her. "Anywhere you like, babe."

"Sweet, that's cute," Katie interrupts dryly. "But she's right. Where exactly are we going? I didn't bring all this drink for nothing."

"This, Naomi, my dear friend, is where I turn to you," I hold my hands out toward Naomi. "Hasn't your mum fucked off for god knows how long?"

Naomi nods uncertainly. "Yes, why?"

My smile grows wider, and I scoot closer towards her. "Since it's my birthday, and seeing as I helped you debunk your little gay debacle," I begin, trying to sound as charming as possible. "Would you mind lending us your house to hold this legendary session?"

Naomi blinks at me. "You can't be serious."

"Oh but I am, babe," I smile at her.

She laughs. "Fuck off," she says.

"But it's my birthday," I plead with her. "Come on, Naoms, don't be like that. Don't be a dry arse."

Naomi stares at me, exasperated. "Fine," she sighs.

"Wahey!" I cheer, patting her cheek with my hand. "You're a legend. Thanks for that, babe."

"Yeah," she mutters. "I'd better be."

"You are," I respond, getting up and motioning for everyone else to do the same. "Alright, let's go to Naomi's and let's get fucked!"

-

I hold my plastic cup full of mixed spirits and beers above the crowd of people in Naomi's living room as I weave through everyone, heading toward the kitchen. The music is pounding in my ears and through my blood. More people have started to arrive now, and everything is properly getting started.

As I enter the kitchen, I notice Effy and Eve dancing together. I make my way over to them.

"Alright, girls," I shout over the music. Eve grins at me, naggin in her hand.

Effy smiles at me and continues dancing. I take her hand and dance with her, and she turns around and starts dancing into me. I take a long finishing gulp out of my cup, and throw it onto the ground, my other hand roaming Effy's body.

I turn her back around and grab her chin, pulling her lips into mine. She responds by flinging her arms around my neck and pushing me against the fridge.

I open one eye to notice Eve has now stopped dancing, and instead turns quickly on her heel and leaves the room. I close my eye again and deepen the kiss.

I feel Effy smile underneath my lips and I trail away from her mouth and start kissing down her neck. She runs her fingers through my hair as I suck on the nape of her neck.

I pull out to look at her and grab her arse, lifting her. She jumps up and wraps her legs around my waist. She smirks and goes back to kissing me, while I blindly try to push through the crowds while carrying her, heading for the stairs.

When I make it into the hallway, she pulls out. "Do you have any drugs," she asks breathlessly.

I nod eagerly. She grins at me as I put her down on the ground again, and she takes my hand and leads me up the stairs, into Naomi's bathroom.

She shuts the door behind us as we enter the bathroom, the music and the sounds of the party becoming muffled, the vibrations of all the sound travelling through my body from my feet.

I smile at her as I pull out the baggy from earlier. She giggles happily and reaches for the powder.

"Spliff?" I ask her, taking out a joint I rolled before we left for Naomi's. She nods as she starts pouring out some powder onto the windowsill.

She rips out a rectangle of cardboard off of a tissue box beside the bath, and begins scraping out the lines.

"Do you've a fiver?" She asks me, still cutting the lines.

"Nope," I shrug. "I'm skint, babe."

She sighs and pulls a fiver out of her bra. "In case of emergencies," she smiles coyly.

I grin at her and gaze in awe as she rolls the fiver and snorts a line in a matter of seconds.

She passes the fiver to me, and I take it from her, I sniff one line, then another. I sigh in satisfaction as I hold my head back, trying not to blow it out.

I rub my nose with the palm of my hand aggressively. "Good shit," I mutter, as I watch Effy snort another line.

I get the baggy and dip my finger in the powder, running it along my gums. I hold the bag up to effy, offering her more, but she simply shakes her head and grabs me by my shirt collar, pulling me in for a kiss.

-

authors note
this party scene is gonna be about three chapters long, so I'm planning on getting two Cook chapters and one Eve chapter.
hope you're enjoying the book as much as I am! I love writing this book, especially this chapter, and there's more to come!
much love x