Ring. Ring. Ring. I was woken up by the door bell, that seemed like it got louder every time it was pushed. I struggle out of bed, not wanting to leave the warm comfort, and practically stumbled down the stairs. The ringing still went on, getting faster, louder, and more annoying.
"I'm coming as fast as I can! Can you stop the obsessive ringing!", I yell as I open the door, met by a startled and slightly frustrated Dustin. Shit.
"Shit, sorry bud. Didn't know it was you. Just woke up.", I say as I pull him into the house.
We walk into the living room, he follows after me. I feel really bad for yelling at him. Shit. I messed up again. I sit down on the couch and try to act as nonchalant as I can.
"So kid. What's up. Why are you are you here?", as I said that his face turned sad real quick. Shit. Why do I keep doing this.
"N-not that your not welcome. You can come here whenever. But why'd you come over, buddy.", his face becomes happy again, I let out a mental sigh of relief. Finally.
"Dude, you were suppose to drive me to the Mike's. So when you didn't show up, I rode my bike to see why you didn't come. I was kinda worried.", he said explaining himself.
Oh yeah. I was suppose to do that today. Why would he be worried about me. I know how to take care of myself. Well, sometimes. I look at the clock and see it's a quarter till four. Hallelujah, I finally slept well. Hopefully it stays that way.
"Fuck, don't repeat that. Your mother will hate me if you come home swearing more than you already do. I could drive you over real quick and if Mike gives ya shit I'll cover for you."
"Hell yes! Come on we don't have time to waste. Get at it.", he says pushing me towards the door. He's lucky I wasn't in a shitty mood. And that I had my keys.
He runs to the car and jumps into the front seat. He slaps the car, rushing me to get in the car. I get in and start the car, and off we go to the Wheelers.
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I park in the driveway of the house, besides Jonathan's car. Fuck, I'm gonna throw up. The headache I had earlier is coming back. Dustin opens the door, but waits looking at me.
"Oh, I'll be there in a minute. Go on without me.", I say dramatically making him snort.
"And you call us nerds.", he mutters under his breathe as he walks to the door.
As soon as he walks in, I start freaking out. This is gonna be terrible. They're probably hanging out in her room, on a little hangout date or something. Like we use to do.
I pull out the cigarette box from the pocket, a bad habit I picked back up. I open it and take one out, lighting it. The air is filled with smoke after a few seconds. I lay back and relax, just forgetting about everything.
I stay out there until I hear a knock from the window. I jump almost inhaling the cigarette.
"Holy fuck.", I say seeing a awkward looking Jonathan, with his hand still on the window. And here comes the awkward conversation.
"Oh. . . . hey Jonathan. What brings you here." Why the fuck would I ask that. Of course I know why he's here.
". . . . Will needed a ride here. And Nancy has to stay with the kids so we decided to hangout. We were gonna ask you, but . . . . "
He did not just do that. Okay. This is something.
"Oh it's fine. I'm busy anyway. I'm just here cause Dustin needed me to be his alibi to keep Mike from biting his head off.", I say rushed hoping I can just get this over with as soon as I can.
He nods. Wow, this is something I never wanted. Shit, this weird aura is gonna stay here for a while. I get out of the car, hurrying to get the house. I'd rather go into the house of the girl who broke it off with me then talk to her new boyfriend.
I walk into the house into the house to find Nancy sitting on the couch, like she was waiting for me.
"Uh. . . . . . Hi Nancy. Gotta run.", I sprinted down the stairs, almost tripping.
"Steve, Steve. It Steve. That's why I was late. Ask him, Mike. Ask him.", Dustin says pointing at me, of course, trying to get himself out of Mike's range.
Mike had his usual bitch face on, but now it was directed at me.
"Yeah, I overslept. Sorry. . . . ", Mike rolls his eyes and tell the boys to shut up cause he's starting.
After the first twenty minutes, I can tell I don't belong. The boys are so into the game, they don't even notice me. It's sad when you have no friends, but it's even worse when you're only friends are thirteen, end don't notice you. I'm not blaming the kids, cause they're kids.
There not suppose be my shoulder to cry on. They don't need to be worried about my problems. I'm just gonna go. I don't wanna make it awkward when they notice I'm still here.
I walk up the stairs and grab put my shoes on at the front door. Before I'm able to leave, Nancy, with Jonathan following behind here, come down from the stairs.
"Steve, leaving already?", she says coming to me. I inch back a bit, not wanting Jonathan to think we're to close. I mean he already doesn't like me, let's not make it worse.
"Yeah, I guess. Kinda busy at home. . . . homework.", I say, continuing to put my shoes on.
"Are you sure? I mean, we, me and Jonathan, could keep you company. If you want.", I see her smile become forced when she sees my face change.
I don't want to ruin her date night with Jon. Just because she wasn't happy with me, doesn't mean I'm not let her be happy with someone else.
"Um, I'm fine. I've got my college applications to work on. Wouldn't want to burden you. See ya tomorrow.", I say quickly opening and shutting the door.
Whoop. Got that obstacles out of the way. While driving home, I see that Stacy Turner's hosting a house party. I was gonna go home and sleep, but free booze, I'm in.
I park my car a few streets away, since literally everyone is there. I swear the block was full.
I walk into the house seeing hormonal teens grinding on each other and drinking like their life delete dead on it. I quick go to the back of the house, knowing where Stacy's dad hides his good liquor.
I grab his vodka and whiskey, heading out of the room with them in my pockets. I walk into the living room and sit by the couple that, look like they're trying to swallow each other faces.
When I notice Billy and Tommy H., walking toward me. Fuck me in the ass. I hate my life. Of course they would be here.
"Wow, look at this. The princess has arrived. Didn't think you'd come to one of these parties. Well, since Wheeler dumped your ass.", Billy says.
His voice sounds sharp, but his eyes are even worse. He looks me up and down, making me wanna cover myself up even though I'm fully clothed.
His eyes have a glint of something dangerous, powerful, like he could attack at any time his cheeks are flushed. He licks his lips and shines his bright smile at me.
"You don't think a lot so I'm not surprised you wouldn't think it. I'm only here for the booze so.", I say uncapping the whiskey bottle and chugging it like a champ.
Billy whistles. Tommy leaves unimpressed with my performance. Probably to go knock up Carol or something. Leaving me alone with him.
"You have quite the mouth, don't you Harrington. This part blows do you wanna get out of here.", he says grabbing the whiskey out of my hand and taking a drink.
Um, yeah. Sure.", I say standing up. We get stares from the people around us, expecting one one us, Billy, to throw a punch. But that doesn't happen.
He leads me to his car, stating that my car sucks ass and baby is a beauty. I get in the passenger seat, kind of nervous.
"So, where is this party headed?"
"Your house. No need for directions, princess. I've know for a while now.", he says smiling at me and revving his engine.
Fuck.