along.
“ This isn’t what I had in mind,” Steph grumbles.
“ Come on,” Travis tells her. “Let’s go find some drinks.”
Surprisingly, she follows him. Maybe tonight’s the night. She’s finally going to let her hair down and have the same kind of fun Keesh and I have been having for the last two years.
“ I thought Travis was driving,” I say to Josh.
His eyes go wide. “Oh, he is.”
Steph and Travis come back with a red plastic cup for each of us.
“ They’re charging three bucks a beer. Shots are five,” Steph mutters.
“ So beer it is,” I tell them.
Travis and Steph nod.
Keesh and I each take one and toast each other. “To beer breath,” I shout.
I toss back the stinky brew as quickly as possible. No need to nurse the thing. If I want a buzz, it has to come quick because I’m not dishing out a lot of money for this dirty water and I sure as heck am not going to keep tasting the mud. I don’t know how Josh does it.
He finishes his first beer with a loud burp.
“ Nice, Joshie,” Keesh tells him. “Very sexy.”
“ Not trying to be. It’s just us tonight, remember. None of you are gonna put out so I can let it rip all night.”
“ Just don’t let it rip from the other end, all right?” Steph snaps at him.
“ I’ll try,” he says, throwing an arm around her. Steph fights him at first but eventually settles in next to him.
Two beers later, the music finally changes from techno to hip-hop. I’m relieved. Without saying a thing, I grab Travis by his shirt and drag him to the patio to dance. The others follow, tossing empty cups in a trash bin along the way.
Steph takes the lead and parts the crowd so we have a little space. The patio went from just a few stomping fools to a can of packed sardines. I keep getting bumped by the person behind me. I turn around and all I see is a big mess of blonde hair. It smells burnt. Someone’s flat iron was too hot.
The crowd lets up and we carve out a bit more space to move around in. But the bumping still continues. I try backing up into this chick to give her a hint.
“ What’s wrong?” Josh asks.
I gesture behind me, just as this beeyotch bumps me again.
Josh puts his hand over his mouth, and Travis pulls me closer to him.
As tempting as it is to turn around and say something, I haven’t had that much to drink yet and I’ve never been one to start anything.
Apparently, Steph has had enough because she pushes me out of the way and taps the girl on the shoulder.
“ You need to back the fuck up and stop pushing my friend,” she shouts.
Oh shit.
The girl turns, whipping her long yellow hair around and slapping Steph in the face with a few strands.
“ Bite me, Stephanie. Are you Meggie’s bodyguard now?” Amy shouts back.
“ She should’ve kicked your ass a long time ago but since she didn’t, I’ll do it for her.” Steph flips a scrunchie off her wrists and starts tying up her hair.
“ Whoa, Steph, just chill,” Keesh says.
I jump in front of her. “Thanks, Stephie, but this really isn’t necessary. She’s not worth our time.” And she’s really not. I don’t know why she continues to insert herself into our lives in any way she can. It’s pathetic.
“ Oh god, Meg, you’re such a wimp. ‘She’s not worth it,’” Amy squeals, mocking me. She’s obviously drunk. Her eyes are glazed over and her nose is all rosy.
“ Yeah, well, you’re a bad drunk,” I tell her. Thankfully, I’m sober as hell now, or I might just sock her.
“ Fuck you,” Amy slurs, and then pulls back an arm to swing at me.
Whoa. Shit. Is she kidding me?
Before her fist connects with the side of my face, Josh catches her by the wrist, and Steph punches her in the jaw.
Oh shit. Oh shit.
People start to gather as Amy and Steph start swinging for the fences. Voices get louder, but I can’t make out what anyone is saying. I try to stick myself between them, and Travis tries to get a hold of Steph. Arms are still
“ This isn’t what I had in mind,” Steph grumbles.
“ Come on,” Travis tells her. “Let’s go find some drinks.”
Surprisingly, she follows him. Maybe tonight’s the night. She’s finally going to let her hair down and have the same kind of fun Keesh and I have been having for the last two years.
“ I thought Travis was driving,” I say to Josh.
His eyes go wide. “Oh, he is.”
Steph and Travis come back with a red plastic cup for each of us.
“ They’re charging three bucks a beer. Shots are five,” Steph mutters.
“ So beer it is,” I tell them.
Travis and Steph nod.
Keesh and I each take one and toast each other. “To beer breath,” I shout.
I toss back the stinky brew as quickly as possible. No need to nurse the thing. If I want a buzz, it has to come quick because I’m not dishing out a lot of money for this dirty water and I sure as heck am not going to keep tasting the mud. I don’t know how Josh does it.
He finishes his first beer with a loud burp.
“ Nice, Joshie,” Keesh tells him. “Very sexy.”
“ Not trying to be. It’s just us tonight, remember. None of you are gonna put out so I can let it rip all night.”
“ Just don’t let it rip from the other end, all right?” Steph snaps at him.
“ I’ll try,” he says, throwing an arm around her. Steph fights him at first but eventually settles in next to him.
Two beers later, the music finally changes from techno to hip-hop. I’m relieved. Without saying a thing, I grab Travis by his shirt and drag him to the patio to dance. The others follow, tossing empty cups in a trash bin along the way.
Steph takes the lead and parts the crowd so we have a little space. The patio went from just a few stomping fools to a can of packed sardines. I keep getting bumped by the person behind me. I turn around and all I see is a big mess of blonde hair. It smells burnt. Someone’s flat iron was too hot.
The crowd lets up and we carve out a bit more space to move around in. But the bumping still continues. I try backing up into this chick to give her a hint.
“ What’s wrong?” Josh asks.
I gesture behind me, just as this beeyotch bumps me again.
Josh puts his hand over his mouth, and Travis pulls me closer to him.
As tempting as it is to turn around and say something, I haven’t had that much to drink yet and I’ve never been one to start anything.
Apparently, Steph has had enough because she pushes me out of the way and taps the girl on the shoulder.
“ You need to back the fuck up and stop pushing my friend,” she shouts.
Oh shit.
The girl turns, whipping her long yellow hair around and slapping Steph in the face with a few strands.
“ Bite me, Stephanie. Are you Meggie’s bodyguard now?” Amy shouts back.
“ She should’ve kicked your ass a long time ago but since she didn’t, I’ll do it for her.” Steph flips a scrunchie off her wrists and starts tying up her hair.
“ Whoa, Steph, just chill,” Keesh says.
I jump in front of her. “Thanks, Stephie, but this really isn’t necessary. She’s not worth our time.” And she’s really not. I don’t know why she continues to insert herself into our lives in any way she can. It’s pathetic.
“ Oh god, Meg, you’re such a wimp. ‘She’s not worth it,’” Amy squeals, mocking me. She’s obviously drunk. Her eyes are glazed over and her nose is all rosy.
“ Yeah, well, you’re a bad drunk,” I tell her. Thankfully, I’m sober as hell now, or I might just sock her.
“ Fuck you,” Amy slurs, and then pulls back an arm to swing at me.
Whoa. Shit. Is she kidding me?
Before her fist connects with the side of my face, Josh catches her by the wrist, and Steph punches her in the jaw.
Oh shit. Oh shit.
People start to gather as Amy and Steph start swinging for the fences. Voices get louder, but I can’t make out what anyone is saying. I try to stick myself between them, and Travis tries to get a hold of Steph. Arms are still
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