on his cheek. “Now if you could only get my Ashton to find a nice sweet girl like Becca, I’d be a very happy mom!” Drew smiled and looked down at the ground. “I told Ashton that you were going to be here tonight, so hopefully he will come by.”
I sighed a little louder than I probably should have at that thought and I was hoping that Mrs. Barrett didn’t realize why.
“So Drew, when are you headed back to school?” my father asked.
“My classes start up again at the end of August.”
“Becca will be going back at the end of July,” my father said.
I furrowed my brows in confusion. “What!? No I’m not. I’ll be going back at the end of August as well!”
“Oh, I just assumed that you were going to be volunteering for the summer outreach program again.”
“No, not this year. I need a break this summer, my course load in the fall is jam packed.” I grabbed Drew’s hand and stared into my father’s eyes.
“Drew, come and get something to eat,” my mother said, trying to break up the tension between my father and me. My father finally gave up on his intimidation tactic and went back to talking to Dr. Barrett.
“Why don’t you go sit down and I’ll make you a plate?” I whispered in Drew’s ear.
He smiled at me and pushed my hair behind my ear. “I’m actually not very hungry yet, but thank you for being so sweet.”
“Do you two ever get tired of gazing in each other’s eyes?” Krista teased as she approached us.
“Hey you! No Mr. Muscles tonight?” I joked as I gave her a kiss on the cheek.
“Ah, no more Mr. Muscles ever again,” she said, waving her hand in the air. I shook my head and giggled, not at all surprised. Krista never kept the same guy around for very long.
My brother immediately appeared out of nowhere when he saw Krista. He had always had a secret little crush on her and now he was becoming a little more open about it. She, of course, would play along with him and flirt back just to tease him. “Hey Krista. Hey Drew,” my brother said. He didn’t care that his girlfriend, Lindsay was standing right next to him as he began to check out Krista from head to toe. His eyes finally met mine and I shook my head in disapproval at him. I could tell that Lindsay had just witnessed his recent eyeball assault on Krista and was feeling really bad about it.
“Oh, Lindsay, this is Drew,” I said, trying to distract her from what had just happened. I grabbed my brother’s arm and pulled him aside as Lindsay was talking to Drew. “Quit being rude to her!” I said in a loud whisper. He rolled his eyes at me and took Lindsay’s hand, looking a little defeated.
“Let the party begin!” I didn’t want to turn around at the voice I heard approaching. The hairs on my arm that were standing at attention already confirmed who it was. If that wasn’t enough, the smile that was stretched across Krista’s face was a guarantee. I finally looked up from the ground and was staring into Ashton’s cold blue eyes. I hated the way he looked at me, making me feel like I was the only one around even though we were surrounded by a ton of other people. He made me feel dirty, uncomfortable, and most of all, nauseous when I looked at him. “So Becca, do Mommy and Daddy approve of the guy that popped your cherry?” I glared at him in disgust, becoming even angrier when I saw Krista giggling.
“Shut the fuck up, Ashton!” Drew said.
“Calm down, it was a joke, bro!” Ashton said,holding his hands up in defense . "You're still in for paint ballin' tomorrow, right?" Ashton asked Drew as his eyes shifted over to me to catch my reaction.
"Yeah, just let me know what time," Drew replied half-heartedly.
"Ashton, you came!" Mrs. Barrett exclaimed.
He nodded. "Hey Mom, I need you to spot me a few hundred for tomorrow."
She shook her head in disgust. "Honestly, Ashton, you really need to get a job for the summer." She was just about to walk away before stopping dead in her tracks and
I sighed a little louder than I probably should have at that thought and I was hoping that Mrs. Barrett didn’t realize why.
“So Drew, when are you headed back to school?” my father asked.
“My classes start up again at the end of August.”
“Becca will be going back at the end of July,” my father said.
I furrowed my brows in confusion. “What!? No I’m not. I’ll be going back at the end of August as well!”
“Oh, I just assumed that you were going to be volunteering for the summer outreach program again.”
“No, not this year. I need a break this summer, my course load in the fall is jam packed.” I grabbed Drew’s hand and stared into my father’s eyes.
“Drew, come and get something to eat,” my mother said, trying to break up the tension between my father and me. My father finally gave up on his intimidation tactic and went back to talking to Dr. Barrett.
“Why don’t you go sit down and I’ll make you a plate?” I whispered in Drew’s ear.
He smiled at me and pushed my hair behind my ear. “I’m actually not very hungry yet, but thank you for being so sweet.”
“Do you two ever get tired of gazing in each other’s eyes?” Krista teased as she approached us.
“Hey you! No Mr. Muscles tonight?” I joked as I gave her a kiss on the cheek.
“Ah, no more Mr. Muscles ever again,” she said, waving her hand in the air. I shook my head and giggled, not at all surprised. Krista never kept the same guy around for very long.
My brother immediately appeared out of nowhere when he saw Krista. He had always had a secret little crush on her and now he was becoming a little more open about it. She, of course, would play along with him and flirt back just to tease him. “Hey Krista. Hey Drew,” my brother said. He didn’t care that his girlfriend, Lindsay was standing right next to him as he began to check out Krista from head to toe. His eyes finally met mine and I shook my head in disapproval at him. I could tell that Lindsay had just witnessed his recent eyeball assault on Krista and was feeling really bad about it.
“Oh, Lindsay, this is Drew,” I said, trying to distract her from what had just happened. I grabbed my brother’s arm and pulled him aside as Lindsay was talking to Drew. “Quit being rude to her!” I said in a loud whisper. He rolled his eyes at me and took Lindsay’s hand, looking a little defeated.
“Let the party begin!” I didn’t want to turn around at the voice I heard approaching. The hairs on my arm that were standing at attention already confirmed who it was. If that wasn’t enough, the smile that was stretched across Krista’s face was a guarantee. I finally looked up from the ground and was staring into Ashton’s cold blue eyes. I hated the way he looked at me, making me feel like I was the only one around even though we were surrounded by a ton of other people. He made me feel dirty, uncomfortable, and most of all, nauseous when I looked at him. “So Becca, do Mommy and Daddy approve of the guy that popped your cherry?” I glared at him in disgust, becoming even angrier when I saw Krista giggling.
“Shut the fuck up, Ashton!” Drew said.
“Calm down, it was a joke, bro!” Ashton said,holding his hands up in defense . "You're still in for paint ballin' tomorrow, right?" Ashton asked Drew as his eyes shifted over to me to catch my reaction.
"Yeah, just let me know what time," Drew replied half-heartedly.
"Ashton, you came!" Mrs. Barrett exclaimed.
He nodded. "Hey Mom, I need you to spot me a few hundred for tomorrow."
She shook her head in disgust. "Honestly, Ashton, you really need to get a job for the summer." She was just about to walk away before stopping dead in her tracks and
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