Summer vacation is the most anticipated holiday of the year for teens all over the globe, for two reasons. One: Fun in the sun and two: complete freedom.
Spencer Carlin was one of the lucky few that got to escape parental supervision while on holiday in one of the Hawaiian Islands; Maui. For two whole weeks she would be spending time with her two brothers Glen Carlin and her adopted brother Clay Carlin truthfully she had no idea what she was doing here. Well she did, apparently Glen and Clay had to take her along so that they too were allowed to go.
It was noon by the time that they reached the beach after unpacking there bags at their 4-star hotel. Glen insisted on checking out the party that their tour bus had passed on the way to the hotel. Clay wasn’t bothered so that meant that Spencer didn’t have a choice in the matter. They were going to check out the party.
Thankfully Spencer and her brothers were already wearing their beach attire, when they got off the plane so they were set straight off the bat.
“Wow Spencer, try not to look like its killing you to be here. Just let loose for once in your life.” Glen taunted.
“Shut up!” Spencer huffed, she did let loose she thought. She let loose a damn lot; her self-centred brother just didn’t know it.
When they reached the local beach they made their way through the crowd towards the front where the temporary stage was set up. The three large amps lining the back boomed as the DJ fiddled with the music tempo.
After a couple of songs a heavily tanned man climbed up the stairs from the back of the stage. With his microphone in hand he started getting the crowd all riled up. It was obvious that party that the Carlin’s had joined was more of an event than a party.
“Ok, ok calm it down peeps. Today Uncle Paul has brought a little treat for ya’ll. Will you please raise the noise for the most notorious partier since Pam Anderson” The crowd went wild, clearly they were familiar with the ‘notorious partier’. “For those newbie’s out there; it is your utmost pleasure to witness the legendary goddess that is Ashley Davies!” Paul shouted into the mic. The amps rattled the stage with their volume.
The Troggs: Wild Thing started playing through the speakers at an ear popping level. As soon as the song got going a small brunette made her way up the back stairs and on to the stage. She had a smirk firmly in place as she started dancing provocatively for the crowd. Winks and kisses were thrown in every direction as she worked the crowd in to a major hype.
Glen of course couldn’t help himself and let out a series of wolf whistles and some rather crude comments. Ashley turned round when she heard one voice above all the others; she scoffed when she saw that is was chubby blonde guy; like he even had a chance, though she did think that young blonde beside him had some potential.
Spencer was currently hiding her face behind her hand; being totally embarrassed by her brother’s behaviour. He had no shame at all.
“Okay big guy settle down.” Ashley said into Paul’s mic when he had handed it over. “How about you come up here and show us how much of a stud you are…oh and bring your girlfriend too.” Ashley added, motioning for the pair to climb up on to the stage.
Spencer blushed as Glen hooted and dragged her up the stairs and on to the stage; in front of hundreds of drunken teens. She had little chance of pulling against Glen; he was a huge compared to Spencer’s small frame.
Giving up trying to escape Spencer stood and accepted her fate of being humiliated by her brother. Then it clicked that Ashley thought that she was Glen’s girlfriend, the thought alone, made her want to be sick. Walking over to Ashley, she tapped the brunette on the shoulder gaining her attention.
“That is not my boyfriend” Spencer said, distastefully while pointing over at her brother; who was now doing some very odd and ridiculous posies. The crowd laughed as Spencer’s words rang through the speakers; she was closer to the mic that she had thought.
“Hmm lucky me” Ashley grinned cheekily, before eyeing Spencer from top to bottom. She silently noted that blonde was perfect, she had it all; well she had everything that Ashley loved in a girl. The blonde blushed from the attention she was receiving from the curly haired brunette.
“Hang about, what are your names?” Paul asked, pointing the mic in Spencer and Glen’s direction.