"I'm bored...."
"Let's dance on top of a moving car."
"Gimme the fucking glow sticks, LET'S CONQUER THE WORLD!"
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Isabella Jayden Wilson and Alice Leah Davis are best friends in their last years of college. Having such horrible luck and wanting...
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3. Go to gaol for a night
Just saying before you start this chapter, it's pretty long. And the song above is mentioned later in the story. Hope you enjoy!
~Meiji <3
Well... this is gonna be fun! So many different possibilities of how this can lead to. Hehehehe.
So, after long thought I have come to my conclusion that I'm going to throw a crazy BYOB party but it has to be bad enough to land me in gaol for a night. I guess running into a police station could have got me into gaol too but oh well. I can't be bothered to plan out this so I'm just going to wing it.
I walk through the aisles of alcohol in Woolies looking for the most alcoholic booze in this aisle at least. I only have to get one drink because everyone else will bring their own, that's what BYOB stands for obviously.
Bacardi 151, nah I won't remember anything from being in gaol... Devil Springs Vodka, too alcoholic I need to make sure I can find my way out of there. Everclear... way to expensive. You know what? I'm just gonna have a bottle of Baileys because if I'm going to get drunk the least I can to is make it taste nice.
How to get a crowd... I know! This is going to sound cliche and shit but imma make a couple hundred fliers and throw them around to school. Yes i got the idea from '10 things I hate about you' but these days I can't be bothered to stalk people on social media and spam the crap out of them.
So that's what I do, throw around fliers with my address, time to meet and other information around my school. As the fliers flutter towards the ground people reach over the ledge and make grabs for them, some missing miserably which cracks me up until I'm laughing like a hyperventilating walrus.
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8 pm. That's when the party starts. To be honest I'm pretty excited about hosting my first party, even if it is at my mum's house. I definitely asked for permission, pfft, who do you think I am? Ok. I didn't ask for permission but of course she'll say no and when I go to gaol, well to say the least, I'll be locked up in my fucking bedroom until I manage to grow a beard and pick the lock with one of my grey beard hairs.
