A/N: This chapter contains nudity.
“Will you cook something for the party on Saturday?” Becca asked Beata on Thursday night when they were doing their homework.
“What party, are you crazy?”
“Why would I be crazy? Everybody throws a party when their parents are out of town. Don’t be such a party pooper, Beata.”
“Whatever” Beata said and hoped this conversation is over. She was the exact opposite of Becca. She never liked partying or had much interest in boys and all the usual stuff teenage girls like.
“Well?” Becca wasn’t giving up, “will you cook something?”
“Sure, whatever.” she repeated.
“Great! Don’t say a word to our parents, ok?”
“Five people max, understood?” Beata set a rule. “Or I’m calling mom the second a sixth person walks through the door”
“Yea, yea…” Becca didn’t care. She really only cared about one guest. Peter.
Peter was a high school senior, was on a baseball team and was totally hot. She was lucky a guy like him would even talk to her. She was ready to show him how much she loves him.
Adam, Adeline, Benjamin and Barbara left on Saturday morning leaving the three teenagers home alone. Barney, being the oldest brother, had to promise he will check on them and Beata was in charge when Barney wasn’t there.
He, of course, knew about the party and Brandon had to swear he would call if things got out of control.
Beata made steak and cheese sandwiches and baked cookies. Even though she was against the party, she really loved to host so she was serving food, drinks and taking care of everybody all night. What she didn’t know was that Becca and Dana were spiking everyone’s drinks. Including Beata’s..
She loosened up a little and even allowed herself to have a good time with Simon.
Becca couldn’t take her eyes off of Peter.
She was flirting with him all night and he was flirting back. Unfortunately it wasn’t love from both sides. Becca clearly had a huge crush on him because he was older, athletic and handsome and he just decided to go along with it and take an advantage of this young girl just like he’s done many times before.
“Why don’t we go somewhere more private.” he suggested.
“Sure, let’s go to my parents bedroom. No one is going to go there.” she giggled.
That’s my chance, Brandon thought when he noticed it’s just Dana and Linda dancing in the living room.
“Ehm, Dana?” he started very nervously.
“Yea, what’s up?”
“Do you wanna…I don’t know…go outside for a second? Get some fresh air?”
He was pretty proud of himself for actually saying something to her.
She walked over and grabbed him around his waist.
“I wanna DAAANCEEE!”
And so they danced. Brandon wasn’t a good dancer but she didn’t seem to mind him occasionally stepping on her toes. Perhaps because she had quite a few drinks?
Meanwhile Becca and Peter were having fun in their parent’s bedroom. Peter kept calling her cute names and telling her how much he loves her and how beautiful she is.
She didn’t have a reason not to believe him. She was only fifteen and had no experience with boys whatsoever.
And when he asked her to prove him she loved him too, she was more than happy to do that.
When they were done, Becca wanted to cuddle with him all night.
“I love you so much,” she said sweetly.
“I love you too,” he replied mindlessly.
“Listen,” he stood up and started to look for his clothes all over the floor, “I gotta run, I have a game tomorrow, but I had fun.”
“Oh, ok,” Becca said sounding a little disappointed, “do you want me to come to the game?”
“Sure, whatever you want,” he said without care, “I’ll see you around. Bye.”
Beata was the first to go to sleep and Simon and Linda left shortly after.
Eventually, around 2am, Dana got tired of dancing and went outside to get some air with Brandon.
“This was fun,” she started, “who knew Becca’s little brother can dance and is funny.” She teased him and gently poked his rib cage with her elbow.
“You know she’s actually my little sister, right?” he corrected her. “She’s five minutes younger.”
They both laughed and watched the stars for another hour before they decided to go to bed.
“Hey,” he stopped her before she left. He didn’t want to just let her leave and go back to how things were before. “Do you want to hang out tomorrow? We can rent a kayak or go to the beach or something.”
“I’d love to,” Dana smiled, “shoot me a message on facebook.”