head darted around. He was waiting for Megan. I was hoping she wouldnât show because if she did, heâd go off with her and Iâd be left like a loner.
âHave this,â he said, handing me a plastic shot glass with bright green liquid in it.
âWhat is it?â
âFuck knows,â he said. âJust drink it.â
âI dunno what it is.â
âStop being a pussy and drink it,â he said, holding his glass up. âReady? One ⦠two ⦠three â¦â
We downed them. It burnt the back of my throat and down my food pipe all the way to my stomach.
âThat was disgusting,â I said, through my screwed up face.
Nathan laughed.
A strange atmosphere came over the kitchen. Like itâd had gone a bit quiet and really tense. All eyes were on the group of people who were walking through like they owned the place. They werenât in costume, and they didnât look friendly.
âWho are they?â I asked Nathan.
âDunno,â he said, watching them walk out into the back garden.
âThatâs Edâs cousin, Danny, and his mates, theyâre proper twats, just stay away from them,â Meganâs voice came from behind Nathan. His face lit up, he spun around, wrapped his arms around her and gave her a kiss.
âYou made it?â
âWell, yeah,â she said. She pulled away from him. âYou alright, Ads?â
âYeah,â I said.
âCome on baby, letâs get a drink from outside,â Nathan said and took her hand and led her out the back.
Not good. I should have had a sign round my neck with loner written on it. I looked around for someone I knew well enough to talk to until I saw Edâs sister Polly looking at me from the other side of the kitchen. She smiled. I had no idea why she was smiling at me. Either it was sarcastic, or she was bipolar. I looked away.
âAlright? Whatâs the matter?â A girl bumped into me as she walked past to get to the sink.
âMe?â I asked.
âYeah, you,â she slurred. She was clearly drunk.
She filled up her plastic cup with ice from the sink, then took a bottle of Jack Daniels from the side and filled it up over halfway, then added some Coke.
âDo you want some Coke with that JD?â I asked.
She put the bottle back on the side and gave me a filthy look.
âSorry,â I said. I scanned her up and down while trying to hide the fact I was checking her out. Schoolgirlâs outfit. Standard lazy girlâs fancy dress costume. Blonde hair in pigtails. Not fat, but not skinny. OK really. Nice-ish tits but not as nice as Kellyâs â Jake could have that one.
âBritney Spears,â she said.
âBritney Spears?â
âYeah, not just a schoolgirl, Iâm Britney Spears.â
âSheâs a bit outdated now, isnât she?â I asked.
Silence, and then another filthy look. I should probably never talk to girls, ever. I was crap at it. I was coming across like a total idiot.
âYou canât talk, youâre dressed as an old man,â she said. âWho the fuck comes to a fancy dress party dressed as an old man?â She asked.
Nice come back.
âIâm Albert Einstein,â I said.
She took a sip of her drink and leant against the sink to stop herself swaying. âIs he the one who invented gravity?â She asked.
âNobody invented gravity. Gravity just is,â I said.
âYeah, you know who I mean,â she leant over and grabbed my arm and stumbled a bit. âThe guy who sat under the tree and the apple fell on his head?â
âNewton?â
âNo, he invented the light bulb,â she said.
âNo, Edison invented the light bulb,â I said.
âWhoâs Edison?â She asked.
I heard a sarcastic snort and looked up to find Polly watching us both with a huge smirk on her face. In her hand she was holding that elusive bottle of vodka.
âEdison
âHave this,â he said, handing me a plastic shot glass with bright green liquid in it.
âWhat is it?â
âFuck knows,â he said. âJust drink it.â
âI dunno what it is.â
âStop being a pussy and drink it,â he said, holding his glass up. âReady? One ⦠two ⦠three â¦â
We downed them. It burnt the back of my throat and down my food pipe all the way to my stomach.
âThat was disgusting,â I said, through my screwed up face.
Nathan laughed.
A strange atmosphere came over the kitchen. Like itâd had gone a bit quiet and really tense. All eyes were on the group of people who were walking through like they owned the place. They werenât in costume, and they didnât look friendly.
âWho are they?â I asked Nathan.
âDunno,â he said, watching them walk out into the back garden.
âThatâs Edâs cousin, Danny, and his mates, theyâre proper twats, just stay away from them,â Meganâs voice came from behind Nathan. His face lit up, he spun around, wrapped his arms around her and gave her a kiss.
âYou made it?â
âWell, yeah,â she said. She pulled away from him. âYou alright, Ads?â
âYeah,â I said.
âCome on baby, letâs get a drink from outside,â Nathan said and took her hand and led her out the back.
Not good. I should have had a sign round my neck with loner written on it. I looked around for someone I knew well enough to talk to until I saw Edâs sister Polly looking at me from the other side of the kitchen. She smiled. I had no idea why she was smiling at me. Either it was sarcastic, or she was bipolar. I looked away.
âAlright? Whatâs the matter?â A girl bumped into me as she walked past to get to the sink.
âMe?â I asked.
âYeah, you,â she slurred. She was clearly drunk.
She filled up her plastic cup with ice from the sink, then took a bottle of Jack Daniels from the side and filled it up over halfway, then added some Coke.
âDo you want some Coke with that JD?â I asked.
She put the bottle back on the side and gave me a filthy look.
âSorry,â I said. I scanned her up and down while trying to hide the fact I was checking her out. Schoolgirlâs outfit. Standard lazy girlâs fancy dress costume. Blonde hair in pigtails. Not fat, but not skinny. OK really. Nice-ish tits but not as nice as Kellyâs â Jake could have that one.
âBritney Spears,â she said.
âBritney Spears?â
âYeah, not just a schoolgirl, Iâm Britney Spears.â
âSheâs a bit outdated now, isnât she?â I asked.
Silence, and then another filthy look. I should probably never talk to girls, ever. I was crap at it. I was coming across like a total idiot.
âYou canât talk, youâre dressed as an old man,â she said. âWho the fuck comes to a fancy dress party dressed as an old man?â She asked.
Nice come back.
âIâm Albert Einstein,â I said.
She took a sip of her drink and leant against the sink to stop herself swaying. âIs he the one who invented gravity?â She asked.
âNobody invented gravity. Gravity just is,â I said.
âYeah, you know who I mean,â she leant over and grabbed my arm and stumbled a bit. âThe guy who sat under the tree and the apple fell on his head?â
âNewton?â
âNo, he invented the light bulb,â she said.
âNo, Edison invented the light bulb,â I said.
âWhoâs Edison?â She asked.
I heard a sarcastic snort and looked up to find Polly watching us both with a huge smirk on her face. In her hand she was holding that elusive bottle of vodka.
âEdison
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