“Taz you fucker! I know you stole my chain link bracelet so don’t even try and blame it on Tony you lying little whore now where the fuck is it?” A female voice shouted, waking him from his deep sleep. Opening his eyes he saw red and black surrounding him stratling him slightly until he remembered where he was. A loud crash and what sounded like a drawer slamming made him remember that there was someone else in the room with him. Not really sure on what to do he peaked out of the drapes only to let his eyes feel as if they were burning. Sunlight wasn’t a welcome thing after the peaceful darkness that had surrounded him in the bed. Peering around the room he found a girl leaning over and searching through a desk in only her bra and pants. Blushing intensely he wasn’t sure what to do, coughing slightly he cringed as he heard her cry in shock.
“Who the fuck are you?” The girl demanded as she stood there, her arms folded across her chest and a scowl forming over her pretty face. Her long brown hair hung lightly around her face, contrasting against her pale skin.

“I…er… I’m Paul.” Paul said quietly as he could feel himself blushing even harder. This girl was still just standing there staring at him, he could feel her scanning him with her too blue eyes.

“Where’s Taz?” She asked slowly.

“I don’t know…” She looked at him for just a little bit longer and then stalked out of the room, looking back every now and then as if to make sure she had memorised him. Once he was sure she had gone he climbed out of the bed and stuffed his addidas trainers onto his feet and parted the drapes so that he could sit on the bed. A wall to the left of him caught his eye, standing up he walked over to it to see that it was completely covered in polaroids with little captions scrawled underneath them. Scanning them at once a few caught his attention, one of them being filled with people in just their underwear covered in foam. The girl who had just been in the room was there and so was Tara and a few other girls and guys, underneath was written ‘feelin dirty so we got clean!’ Looking over them again another one caught his eye, it was of Tara and a tall dark haired boy, the photo was taken side on whilst the boy’s arms were wrapped around her waist with ‘true love’ written underneath. For some reason he couldn’t help but feel gutted as he saw that. Still staring at the picture he jumped as he heard a loud voice behind him.
“This guy was just on her bed and she’s not here.” Paul turned around to find the brown haired half naked girl standing there with a tall bright blonde headed guy standing next to her who was now scowling intently at him. “He looks… weird.” She stated right in front of him, obviously not caring if his feelings were hurt.

“I noticed.” The guy repeated flatly. “Dude what are you doing here?”

“Tara brought my back last night…” Paul said quietly, starting to feel slightly nervous as the guy continued to glare at him.

“Then where is she now?” He asked.

“I don’t know she said I could take the bed.” The guy crossed the room and put his arm up against Paul’s throat and pushed him back till his head hit the wall. “Okay you’re going to tell me exactly what happened last night up until you got here.” Paul started to try and push the guy away but found he was too strong and then just simply held still and tried to speak but found the guys grip prevented him from speaking. “Don’t ignore me kid.” The guy hissed.

“What the fuck is going on here?” A voice asked angrily and Tara appeared in the room, she walked forward and grabbed hold of the guy’s ear and quickly pulled him away from Paul by the ear as the guy squealed in pain.

“Taz that fucking hurts!” The guy moaned as he held his ear delicately.

“You were throttling my friend!” She looked at the girl and the guy and then at Paul. “Hey are you okay? I’m sorry about these two, they’re retards.” Paul nodded yes as he rubbed his throat gently, that was the roughest awakening he had ever had that’s for sure. “And what the fuck were you both doing in my room?” Tara asked, now angrily looking at the girl.

“You stole my bracelet and I know it was you!”

“I did and I’m sorry but whilst we’re on the topic of stealing, where are my magic mushroom shoes huh?” She asked, a smug smile forming on her face as the other girl looked away. “Anyway Kaz fuck off and get some clothes on, poor Paul’s gonna cum in his pants if you don’t!” Tara said with a grin. Paul looked at her in horror as his cheeks flushed another shade of red as he saw grins form on the other girl and guys face. “Actually before you go, Paul this is Kaz and Tony. Tony and Kaz this is Paul.” Both of them waved before walking out, still grinning madly.

“I’m sorry about those two, they get a bit excitable around new people and Kaz is just a bit of a naturist.” Tara paused for a moment and then started laughing. “Actually so is Tony now that I think about it.”

“It’s okay. Look I think I had better be going.” Paul stated, now thoroughly embarrsed and upset that she had made a fool out of him in front of her friends and that she obviously thought he was just some little horny kid.

“Oh… okay but I thought we could hang out today?” She said sounding slightly disappointed as she slipped off the vest top she was wearing and then started rooting through one of her drawers as Paul stared, mouth slightly open as he watched. When she caught him staring she laughed. “Don’t worry dude I’m clean, I just showered I just didn’t want to be all naked up in here just in case I scared you.”

“No.. it’s… it’s not that.” Paul stuttered, unable to believe that this was the second real life girl standing in front of him in near enough just her underwear this morning. He had never even seen a girl in this position before today and yet in the last ten minutes he had seen two!

“So anyway are you going to hang out or what? We’re going skateboarding.”

“I don’t think so… I kind of have to go home and then go looking for a job.”

“A job?” Tara said in bewilderment. “Why the fuck would you want one of those things for?”

“There’s nothing else to do… I might as well and then at least I have money ready for university next year.”

“Nothing else to do? Paul in the summer there is everything to do! There’s not enough hours in the day!” Tara declared as she slipped on a baby blue top with ‘Transplants’ emblazed across it.

“Really? I always find the Summer really boring, nothing to do, no one to hang with and no money to do anything anyway.” Tara looked at him for a moment as if she didn’t really understand what he was saying or as if he had just grown another head.

“You don’t need money to have fun Paul and from now on if you want to you can hang with me and mine so you always have people to hang out with.” Tara was about to continue when Kaz shouted in from the living room.

“Taz we are going in ten minutes so get your ass in gear. Oh and Tony said all the gel is gone so you can’t do your hair.”

“Tony you asshole I fucking hate your guts! My hair looks stupid as fuck without gel and you know that fucker! Just you wait till you next take a shower dude, I’m coming after you!” She shouted loudly.

“Love you too babe, I have raspberries to make up for it.”

“Fuck you punk ass, gel stealing, bitch!” She shouted back.

“You can have your AAR beanie back with the pink bandanna attached!” He sang as he made an appearance at the door with the beanie swinging on his fingers. Running up to him she jumped into his arms and kissed his cheek before jumping back down and hugging him tightly.

“Love you Hunny I’ll be ready soon, get my deck out for me?” Tony nodded and kissed her cheek softly. “Now get out.” She stated as she shut the door on him. “As I was saying, you can hang out with us anytime, we have a big circle of friends and once they meet you they’ll let you hang out.”

“Cool. I had better be going home though.” Tara nodded and opened the door for him and led him out, as they were walking he looked into the living room and saw Tony and two other guys talking, Tony nodded to him and Paul just smiled back. Standing outside the apartment Tara pulled a pen out from the door and pulled his arm.
“Look if you ever want to hang out just call me and I’ll tell you where we’re at and then you can come kick it with us. Don’t be afraid to call.” Kissing his cheek lightly she closed the door on him and he could hear Tony shouting something to her. Walking down the apartment block steps he stepped out onto the busy city street that was filled with early morning shoppers. Somewhere in the distance he could hear an acoustic guitar being played, it reminded him of the song Tara had played last night before he had gone to bed. Shielding his eyes from the painful sun he kept his eyes down to the ground like he normally did, not wanting to make eye contact with anyone or draw any attention to himself. Stopping at a bus stop he waited patiently for his bus to come and then paid his money as he made his journey home.

Opening the door slowly to his home the smell of bolonaise sauce filled his senses as he walked down the warm orange hallway. Not sure whether to face the wrath of his mother now or put it off he had that decision removed from him as the kitchen door swung open and his mother stood there a scowl firmly set upon her small face as steam rose behind her.

“Paul where have you been? I’ve been worried sick!” She exclaimed as she grabbed hold of him and started inspecting him. “What happened to your nose?”

“Nothing… don’t worry…” He tried to break away from her but she held him tightly.

“Where did you spend last night? You didn’t even call! You’re supposed to call and who’s number is this?”

“Mum! Just leave me alone!”

“Rosa leave the poor boy alone he’s going through his rebelling phase.” His father said as he walked in from the living room.

“I’m not rebelling I just had a night out is all.”

“Paul why are you doing this? Are you not happy? I think we should have a family talk.” She stated as she gave a knowing glance to his father.

“We don’t need a family talk! I just went out with a friend last night and got into a bit of a fight.”

“A fight?” His mother exclaimed. “Well I don’t know who this friend is but I don’t want you hanging around with them if they’re going to be getting you into fights! Why don’t you go give Benjamin a call? I’m sure he would love to hear from you.”

“I don’t want to call Benjamin. I just want to go to my room.” Paul sighed, now starting to get annoyed with his mothers constant fussing. He had never really noticed how controlling she was until today. He wondered how he had ever put up with it.

“Why don’t you want to call Benjamin? Have you had a tiff? Is it over this new friend of yours? This persons nothing but trouble!”

“No! Benjamin and I have not had a tiff and you don’t even know Tara so don’t go saying she’s trouble. Now I’m going to my room.” Paul huffed and started climbing the spiralling stairs that went directly to his loft bedroom.

“Tara? You’re hanging out with girls? Paul I think you’re too young to have a girlfriend, I don’t want you going out with this girl again, especially if you’re getting into fights over her. This girl sounds like a right little madam if she invites boys to stay over her house without even meeting his parents. A flapper is what they used to call them!” His mother continued as much to herself as Paul and his father.

“I’m eighteen mum! Now I’m going to my room!” Paul shouted from the top stair and then opened the door to his room and slammed the door behind him. Collapsing down onto his bed he thought about the events of the last morning and night, that was probably the most excitement he had experienced in his entire life and nothing had even happened. All he knew was that now he had gotten a taste of this excitement he wanted more, picking up the phone he started dialling Tara’s number, just praying that she would answer.