The midterms were over. Our breakout basketball season was still charging on, and Hearths Warming was around the corner. All of that meant one thing.

It was time to fucking party!

First, we needed a place, which would be someone's house, while the parents were away, that was the answer. He was one of those nerdy juniors trying hard to fit in, and already had girls lined up to bang him for hosting... The girls in this town were quite generous as I learned in my first half-semester here.

Then there was the booze, which we all pitched for and someone's older brother got it in a literal truckload from the city.

Food came catered by one of the basketball player's cousin, who worked for a chicken place and got us a discount.

Vinyl Scratch agreed to play some tunes in exchange for a thirty-pack of beer and a bag of potato chips.

Myself, my crew, Rarity, Dash, and Applejack came early to move the valuables in the parents room and to place plastic mats on the carpet. It took a while because of the heavy cabinets, which we decided to tape around the edges with duct tape and hope there was no spill that night.

The only time we got any rest was a quick dinner that was brought to us. Then came the finishing touches, which were the decorations. By the time the party was ready, our extended network of friends arrived, getting into the house before the rush of students came and packed the place.

As soon as the party officially started, people were piling in through the front and making themselves comfortable... or drunk, depending on what they wanted. Some of the ones with fake IDs, or had their connections, came to the party holding their own alcohol to share with everyone. I had to say, a majority of the school came out in it's peak; even those teachers that everyone knew was fishing for their student's pussy. It was stuffy, loud, and crowded, but it was a party nonetheless.

I realized the party went downhill when Sunset came from behind and put a hand on my shoulder. Shehad her mouth close to my ear.

"You know who and his crew want in on the party! They’re outside!" She hollered over the music and mingling. She grabbed me by the hand and led me away, only for my crew to follow as well. We didn't expect them to show up at all, much less come as if they wanted to party. We arrived at the foyer. Flash Sentry and friends were outside, waiting to get in. We were blocking the door. Our doorman was looking at me, waiting for me to decide to let them in.

A quick look at my crew and I realized they had their eyes fixed on Flash’s guys. I turned to see what they were looking at, and all of his men had a different brands of bottled alcohol in their hands.

When it comes to parties, if you brought something to share, you basically were guaranteed access. So, I stepped aside and let them through, but not before instructing them where to drop off their tribute.

"Anon, this ain't gonna end well," Masse warned me.

"I know, but I can't just deny them. You know the code," I answered.

As the night went on, I did my best to avoid them. It was inconvenient, sure, but it was also something that had to be done to prevent unnecessary drama. Still, it didn't stop me from having a fun time. I was drinking, I was flirting, and I was already ready to bring my girls back to my place for the night.

But there was the party. The sex could wait.

Towards midnight, the living room was the dance floor. Sunset and her friends were on it, dancing the night away. Well, I couldn't help myself but join in the dance circle. Too bad Flash also decided to join in at the same time. We bumped into each other, locked eyes, and our blood boiled. The girls stepped out of the way as the crowd surrounded us. Our crews came up and stood behind us.

"The fuck you think you're doing dancing with my girls?" Flash demanded.

"The fuck you think you're doing thinking you own them?" I replied.

"Flash, Anon... Now is not the time." Rarity chimed in.

"Hard to understand you with Anon's dick in your mouth, whore." Norman snapped from his group.

There were gasps, and I was really close to charging Norman, but I knew it would not end well.

"Tell your punk-ass friend to say that to Rarity's face."

"He doesn't have to when he doesn't want to," Flash replied.

"Shows how much of bitches you guys are."

My men were ready to fight, Flash's as well. I heard my men whispering to each other who they had dibs on.

The crowd was eerily silent, waiting for the fight. Sunset was busy shepherding the girls away so they wouldn't get caught in the chaos that was sure to come. It seemed that the fight we had been itching for was about to happen. We didn't care that it would ruin the mid-year party. We wanted to settle this and get it over with.

The problem was that there were some adults who wanted to end the fun.

You know, the ones with a uniform, a badge, and guns that can kill an unarmed youth like it’s nobody's business. Those kind of adults.

We heard the faint sirens and the helicopter. It stopped the fight and the party.

"SHIT! IT’S THE PIGS!" I shouted out.