The Sweetest Thing

Dylan - Making Connections

Luckily, I had made a few connections of my own in that time and found this place. A spare room in a halfway house. The house was two stories with around 15 rooms that had their own bathrooms but a shared kitchen and dining area. Apparently its the place to be if your a local f**k-up with a d**k - so I fit in nicely. The owner doesn't know I'm here, a mate Simon lives here and said that I could crash in the empty room until I find something more permanent. If the owner finds out, Simon made it very clear that I may end up in the cells for breaking and entering and he will not be throwing himself under the bus to get me out. He's not all bad though. Always has people coming and going, other house mates knocking on his door to get a supply. He has a few people coming around and told me I should go hang out shortly. Free piss and something to smoke on, why not? Nothin' else to do but get high and drink away my problems. 

I can hear music and girls' voices, sounds like the party is getting started. There's a knock at the door. I hear Kenny call "Oi blueballs, time to get up!" We stayed mates after the whole Jess situation which I'm grateful for. He's how I met Simon. I open the door and am greeted by the middle finger placed directly between my eyes. "..the f**k outta my face, cockhead!" - My term of endearment for my new friend. "Mate, come down here. Simma has a few mates over. They're a bit easy on the eyes" he says with a devilish smirk. Guess it's time to mingle with a few more of the locals. I follow him down the hall to the room and their are a few girls laughing and chatting on Simon's single bed. They can't be older than 18, each with a drink in her hand. There is a mix on the table already chopped and the music is pumping. Yep, I'm feeling right at home. 

I sit with Kenny around the tiny table in the corner of the room. This room has it's own bathroom and is a bit bigger than the rest which means there's enough space to fit his bed, a small TV unit with chunky speakers and this small four-seater table as long as it's pushed up against the wall in the corner, and a little bit if standing space in the center of the room. I'm a few drinks deep and having a good laugh with everyone when another two girls walk in the room. They look slightly younger than the other girls, sixteen maybe. One of them is loud and a bit obnoxious. The crazy-hot scale is off the charts on that one, she may as well come with her own warning label just by the look of her. She has cropped red hair, a well developed figure and a short skirt with tanned legs that go for days. 

Her friend is much quieter and but just as bubbly. She has smooth caramel skin and is smaller in comparison. She still has an hour glass shape but her body has this overall smallness to it. 

The older girls are excited to see them and start introducing them to everyone.  "This is Dylan, and Kennedy" Simon says and offers them a drink. The red head immediately catches Kenny's eye. Ashley is her name. She smiles and gives Kenny a wink, I can tell he is immediately caught off guard by the stupid look on his face. Like he has just been hit with a shovel. He is going to get himself in deep s**t if he follows through with what I know he's thinking. That's when I notice her, properly. Her dark, almond shaped eyes flicker to mine and she smiles before quickly looking down.  I study her face a little from the comfort of the corner of the room and a slight barrier which is Kenny's mammoth head. Her dark hair is pulled back into a ponytail. It suits her skin tone perfectly and her fringe shapes her face. She has beautiful deep pink lips that stretch into a smile that just screams mischief. She looks young and innocent at first glance but the more she relaxes, the more you can see her liveliness.