Every Little Thing

You're Crashing But You're No Wave

The next day, me and Ally approached the usual gang. I heard the murmurings of different conversations.

"Ally! Nicky!" Max yelled at us as we get closer. "Get your cute little butts over here!"

"What is it?" Ally asked, as we sat down on our usual seat.

"A party! The skanks are having a party!" he exclaimed.

"No freaking way!" I said, excited. Max leaned in close to me and Ally.

"We have decided to crash it," he told us in a hushed whisper.

"Really?" Ally asked.

"Yep," Max nodded. "They'll probably have shit grog, but we can bring our own."

Ally laughed, but I wasn't so sure. I remembered what happened last time I got drunk. As Max wondered off to tell Samuel and Alexander the plan, Ally must have noticed my sunken face.

"What's up babe?" she asked.

"Remember last time we got drunk," I said simply, looking at her.

"Yeah, but you've done it properly now haven't you. And we're a proper couple now, so it's no big. Okay?" Ally's reassurances helped.

"Okay, I'm in," I answered smiling at her.