“Then why did you do it?” She asked, waving her arms about angrily.
“I don’t know Ava. Maybe because I was an emotionally distraught teenage girl and my best friend just left me to deal with it by myself.”
“No offense Bailey, but you’re always an emotional distraught teenage girl. I can’t be with you 24/7. Besides, Collin was there to listen to you.”
Ignoring her first comment I answered her, “Yeah, and the only way he knew how to deal with it was by getting drunk.”
“But what was with the kissing?”
“What part of we were drunk don’t you understand?” I demanded, and Ava flinched back.
Dang, even the sound of my own voice made my head pound.
“Okay, okay!” She said holding her hands up in defense, “I get it. Moral of the story is crying Bailey, Collin, and booze don’t go well together.”
“Definitely not,” I agreed remembering this morning when I woke up.
Ava must have spent all of Saturday night taking care of us. She let me sleep downstairs on the couch were the kissing crime had taken place, and had wrapped me up with a pile of blankets.
Collin didn’t even remember what had happen the night before. I excused myself to the bathroom so I could go brush my teeth. My tongue still tasted like vodka, and I had no desire to hear Ava tell her cousin that she caught us making out.
After that, Collin hid in the basement as Ava helped me get ready for my surfing lesson with Liam. I was surprised that Collin hadn’t been all perky and cocky, but then again, I didn’t know him that well. Maybe he actually did get embarrassed around girls after all.
There was a huge part of me that wanted to complain about going to the beach, because I wasn’t ready to do this yet. I was supposed to have three more days for me to mentally prepare. But, I knew I owed Ava after last night, and she had told me it was a good thing I was going today. Not only would my hangover keep me from thinking about my fear of the water, but also it was good that Liam wanted to see me earlier then we originally planned. Collin told her that it meant he was thinking about me and really liked me.
“So, are we okay?” Ava asked nervously, and I spotted Liam jogging across the sand towards us.
“Yeah, it’s okay and I really am sorry. You know, about the kis-”
“-Please don’t say it again.” Ava winced.
“Alright,” I said taking in a deep breath, “Let’s get this over with.”
“Hey ladies!” Liam greeted as he approached us, his blonde hair bouncing up and down as he ran.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I shook my head back and forth, which of course made my skull scream out in pain. Don’t stare at his abs, I told myself.
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The Junk DrawerRandom
This is a collection of stories that, at the moment, I do not have time to finish. Either I have lost interest in them or I have hit a wall when it comes to writing them. Hopefully I will be able to finish them in the future... This collection also...