Dirty Rush by Taylor Bell Page B

boring to me,” joked Meg from the backseat.
    â€œDefinitelya little boring, but it was fun when I was a kid.”
    â€œWell, I’m happy to be here. This makes me happy.”
    Once we all parked at the marina, Jack took me down to the boat to get it all set up and uncovered, while the rest of the group went to a liquor store to take care of the booze part of our cruise. Jack’s family boat wasn’t crazy huge or fancy, but it was beautiful. And it was nice to have a few minutes alone with him.
    â€œA perfect Delaware fall day. Sixty and sunny,” he said, helping me down the dock ladder and into the boat.
    â€œI love this time of year. Not too cold, the light is so romantic.” I snuggled up against him.
    â€œMe too.”
    I helped him untie the ropes and lay out all of the cushions.
    â€œSo you, like, really know what you’re doing here, don’t you?”
    â€œMy dad and I had a tradition of going fishing pretty much every weekend. It’s kind of the only way we know how to relate to each other. So I’ve spent a lot of time on this boat.”
    â€œThat’s super cute.”
    â€œWHO WANTS A BEER?” David (cute, short, muscular jock type) screamed from the far end of the dock.
    Once we were all aboard, Jack led us out of the harbor and into the Delaware River. Jonah and David handed out cans of Natty Boh. It was weird to be out in the real world with these people. I mean, almost everything social I’d been doing over the past few months was at school. You get stuck inside the bubble at school. It’sinsular. But here we weren’t kids anymore, we were kind of adults.
    â€œSo, Jonah. You’re a swimmer. You wanna take a dip?” David said as he picked Jonah up and pretended to throw him overboard.
    I guess adult wasn’t exactly the right description.
    â€œHa! Very funny,” Jonah replied, shooting me a dirty look that screamed Why did you make me come to this?
    â€œIgnore him, Jonah. We all must remember that David’s brain hasn’t really healed since colliding with a lacrosse ball in the ninth grade.”
    â€œThanks, Jack, but that’s pretty obvious,” Jonah smirked at David.
    â€œOkay, okay. I was just horsing around. I didn’t realize this was such a refined group of young adults,” David chimed in. “You’re right, you’re right. We should just all sit here leisurely enjoying these brews . . . or, anyone wanna do SOME COKE??”
    â€œSure,” Jonah answered immediately.
    â€œUm, what? Are you serious Jonah?” I asked.
    â€œYeah. Why not? It’s Friday, it’s a beautiful fall day, we’re on a fucking boat. What else are we supposed to be doing?”
    â€œYeah, Tay, what else are we supposed to be doing?” David added.
    â€œDave, did you really bring coke on my dad’s boat?”
    â€œOh, I most certainly brought a lot of coke onto your dad’s boat.”
    â€œI’m down,” Meg added.
    â€œThe people have spoken, fine sir,” David said, shrugging.
    â€œIt’s fine, I guess,” Jack replied while piloting.
    We hadn’t beenon the boat more than twenty minutes, and everyone but Jack and me was high as a kite. I wasn’t disappointed, necessarily, but I’d had a different vibe in mind for the boat ride. They were all getting high, drinking, being crazy, and dancing like maniacs to Daft Punk, while Jack and I just sat together in the helm chair and laughed at them. So I guess it kind of worked out for the best.
    â€œI’m so down for a party on a boat, but these guys are too much,” Jack said. Jonah was trying to teach Dave to twerk.
    â€œDave seems like a real winner.”
    â€œHe’s usually not this bad. I brought him because he never seems be able to close the deal with girls and I thought we could set him up with Meg.”
    â€œThat’s really sweet of you, but from the looks of it