Manor House

By the time we had used and abused the poor Uber driver to pick up three other people, It was nearing 10pm.

"Perfect time for a party" Beth grinned as we finally turned into the neighborhood. The houses in this part of the city were immaculate. All were behind wrought iron gates and had long curving driveways surrounded by trees. If I wasn't so annoyed I would have admired the old and timeless beauty of the place. Each house was unique and a but if I'm price of the cities history. I couldn't believe someone would throw a dumb frat party here.

"Do his parents know about this party?" I asked eyeballing the gates and ominous looking windows of the neighbors houses.

"Of course they do" Beth replied. "Jacob is known for throwing parties, his neighbors are used to it and his parents have given up on him" she said with a laugh.

We pulled up to the last house on the street and got out. Several cars lined the street already and many students were walking up the sidewalks toward the house from the train stops. Glad for the Uber in my long dress I hoped Beths mom let me pay her back. Doubtful though.

We walked up the front drive and knocked on the door. A butler answered the door and ushered us inside. The house was stunning. A grand entryway with a giant glass chandelier greeted us. The marble floors were emasculates and sparkles with the lights from the chandelier. We walked forward as the butler motioned us through the hallway and I glimpsed a grand piano right in the front room. Gorgeous I thought to myself, my fingers itched to try out the keys. I had to leave my own piano at home when I moved into college but soarly missed playing my heart and soul out.

At the end of the hall we ended up in a enormous kitchen layer out with ever kind of food you could imagine. I felt like I was at an Oscars party or something with the immaculate displays before me. I couldn't believe this was just a college party.

"Are you sure were supposed to be here?" I asked Beth quietly.

"Of course" she replied. And looking like she was born here she strolled right through the kitchen and into the back yard. I quickly followed and stopped dead.

The backyard was something out of a dream. Every tree was draped with tiny fairly lights that sparked in the night. A patio covered with cushy furniture and an outdoor tv sat just outside the kitchen doors. It was already full of people drinking and chatting together loudly. The trees surrounded the entire yard in a cozy barrier that left the backyard completely private from the sorrounding houses. A beautiful pool lay at the back half of the yard, equipped with slide and waterfall. Right behind the pool on a higher ledge was a larger stretching pergola that surrounded a fire pit which was turned on and dancing beautifully in the night. The flames reflected off of the water of the pool and left me mesmerized. I wish I brought my suit I thought to myself before remembering where I was and shaking my head at myself.

I tore my gaze away from the water and noticed Beth had already been dragged off by one of her many friends. Looking back at me I gave her the thumbs up and mouthed drinks at her. I quickly walked back towards the kitchen and headed towards what looked like a built in bar next to the kitchen. It was manned by a nicely dressed bar tender and before I knew it I had a glass of champagne in my hand for each of us, and was headed back outside.

Beth and her friends were laughing by the fire. I quickly walked over to join them.

"Guys" Beth gushed. "This is my gorgeous roommate Emmeryn who I finally was able to drag out with me tonight"

I waved lamely at her friends as they all said their names and smiled nicely. I nervously supped my champagne and tried to listen to their conversation. Beth was the life of the party.

I listened as she headed a strong debate about whether or not our campus should get its own sex center built or not.

One girl was trying to argue that it takes away the anonymity of those who wanted to remain secret about why they were actually visiting the doctor, and another guy kept talking loudly over her about how people should be proud of their ambitions and have no remorse.

This was definitely not my area of expertise and I began to zone out. As I pretended to listen to the debate in front of my I felt a male hand slide over my arm and a voice whispered in my ear "can I get you a new drink"?