Dedicated to 1k_gay thanks for the 1st vote

★Ivy POV★

"Barbz, is everything ready today has to be perfect" It was nearly 8:00 and the first guest should be arriving shortly. I was throwing the first party of the year and of course it had to be epic. My girls are already here and I had tasked Amy to bring as much drinks as she can. Now all we had to do was wait for Barbz to leave and the real party would begin.

"Okay girls, I'm trusting you to leave the house in one piece. I'll be back Sunday night. Enjoy your sleepover sweetie" Barbz said as she placed a soft kiss on my head. I watched as Barbz pulled off and exited the drive way.

"Let's get this party started!" The DJ walked in from out back and began setting up the equipment. Ding dong, the doorbell rang and a bunch of teens piled on. Now, I may be a bitch but my party's were open to everybody. As long as you weren't a certified freak or psychopath you were invited.

The party was in full swing. There were kids grinding on each other in one room, kids stealing my dads expensive wine in the next room, kids smoking all types of illegal substances in the back yard, heck I even saw kids popping pills. All that was missing was Amy with my damn liquor.

It was nearly 9:45 and she was still MIA. I decided to call her. Hey, this is Amy I am unable to answer your call right now, but do your thing at the beat and I will hit you up later. Peace. Um, hello, this is Ivy and if you don't get your ass over here before my clock strikes 10:00 o'clock your going to wish you never was born. Click

To say I was pissed, was the understatement. This party was soon to be a total bust when they realize I don't have any drinks. Ding Dong, I headed towards the door. Who the hell are you? I asked as a girl stands in my doorway with two bags full of all types of liquor.

I'm the girl holding the bags of liquor and theirs a hell of a lot more in the truck of my cousin car, are you going to lend a hand or keep asking stupid questions?? I stood there stunned. Who did she think she was and who the hell did she think she was talking to? She bumped passed me and headed towards the kitchen. Um, excuse me? I questioned As I followed behind her.