This is not what I call a 'little thing.'
It's a big thing.
A ginormous thing.
And it's being held at the Clark's mansion. I expected teenagers, booze and dancing, I just didn't expect an overflow of teenagers. When Ryan said little, I thought he meant five or six people not the whole fucking school!
Paris was all too eager to attend this party once I told her that Ryan wanted her to be my plus one. The night before, Ryan sent the location to his house along with the time and here we are: 11 Groovsdale Estate, 5pm. I thought Paris' house was huge, but Ryan's takes the cake.
The property sprawls on an expanse of land, artificial grass surrounding the area. It looks like a medieval mansion, something carved straight out of the 1920s. Brick walls, shale roofing and an impressive layout. The exterior is really impressive and the size of the property is quite intimidating.
I guess his parents are into the whole Lord of the Manor thing.
