11:37 P.M.
Alcohol consumed:
Cassie- 0 bottles
Maya- 0 bottles
Hunter- 3 bottles
Ryan- 2 bottles
Oliver- 1 bottle
Thirty minutes and a six pack of beer later, Ryan, Oliver, Hunter, Maya, and I were in Hunter's living room.
Maya and I sat on Hunter's leather L-shaped couch. Ryan was sleeping in my lap and Hunter asleep on Ryan's butt with his feet in Maya's lap. Oliver was asleep under the kitchen table. Maya and I were watching America's Funniest Home Videos.
"You need to get a boyfriend," Maya blurted out.
"What?" I asked.
"You need to get a boyfriend," she repeated.
"Why?"
"Cause I don't want you to feel lonely."
"Well gee. Aren't you sweet? But, if I do remember, all of you guys are single, too!"
"Yeah, but I'll be hanging out with Ross soon, and I know you don't want to hang out with the 'guys' all your life," Maya shrugged.
I snorted, "but.... the 'guys' are so... (*clears throat*)...awesome."
Maya blinked at me.
I shrugged. "Well when the right guy comes around, then I'll have a boyfriend."
"What if he's already come?"
"Yeah right."
"Well, do you like anybody?"
I wrinkled my nose. "Not really."
"Do you think someone's cute?"
"Well duh. There's alot of cute guys out there."
"Do you think Ryan's cute?"
"Sure."
"Hunter?"
"Same answer as before. And so is Oliver! We have such adorable friends..."
"What about Vince?"
I furrowed my eyebrows. "Too....What's the word I'm looking for? Uh... Wild. I guess you could say. Unky Mal would hate him."
"Ross?"
I shrugged. "Yeah, I guess so, but he's yours."
"Well...." she held back a secretive smile. "What about Travis?"
"Mr. Greyson?"
"No. The other Travis.." she gave me a dumb look.
"No need for sarcasm. And Travis? Well duh, I think he's cute. Everyone does. He's....fancy." I smirked, trying not to laugh at my own choice of words.
She grinned. "I think he thinks you're cute."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't start making up imaginary romances for me."
"Who, me? I would never!"
"Remember that time at camp, when you said Daniel Casters was staring at me, and I finally had the nerve to ask him about it and it turned out he was looking at Sadie Hanson, Ms. All That?" I glared at her.
"But he was staring you down!" She nodded enthusiastically.
"No, he was staring down Sadie!"
"Whatever. Back to my point. You and Travis would look good together."
"That's just because I'm so adorable." I smiled. "And you tend to think alot of people look good together. Remember when you thought that me and," I lowered my voice to a whisper, "Ryan," then brought it back normal, "Looked good together?"
She grinned sheepishly. "I was young. And y'all did! Y'all were the cutest couple K-4 to 6th grade! 8 years! That's longer than-"
I interrupted her, knowing what she was going to say, "I know, I know....most marriages."
She playfully rolled her eyes. "Ross thinks you and Travis would look good together, too."
"You two talk about us?"
"All the time!"
I glared at her.
"What? We have to have something to talk about! Plus, you guys are a match made in heaven!" she squealed.
"All I'm gonna admit is that he's cute," I pressed my lips together.
"Sounds like someones gotta cruuuuuuuuuuuuuuush!" I heard someone below me speaking. And no, it wasn't my stomach. It was Ryan.
"Oh shut up. No, I don't."
"Awe hon, you got it bad!" Hunter chimed in. He was awake, too?
"I don't have anything!" I glared at them.
"You're in denial." Maya pursed her lips.
"We'll have this conversation later!"
"Whatever, Travee-Lover!" Ryan smirked.
I knocked him off of my lap and onto the floor, which caused Hunter to moan and shout, "Get your ass back under my head! It was my pillow, man!"
It was quiet for a few seconds before Oliver's voice came in, "Do you really think I'm cute?"
"Well, sure!" I smiled. I didn't even realize they heard that.
"Well, I think you're as cute as a button," Ryan reached up from the floor to tap my nose.
I chuckled. "Thanks."
"....but I'm cuter than Hunter, right?" Ryan asked, seriously.
Great...here we go again.
"What? No! I'm the sexiest beast alive! Besides Unky Mal, of course. I'd beat you in a cute contest any day!" Hunter exclaimed.
"Did...did you just call my Unky Mal a sexy beast?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course he did! He IS a sexy beast! What, with all those muscles and that hair? Whew! Swoon! It's a miracle Natara can keep her hands off him!" Ryan lay back in my lap, and Hunter lay back on his butt.
My friends....are weird.
"Oh, and his butt? Cutest butt I ever saw... All night tonight, Natara couldn't keep her eyes off his cute little tush." Hunter sounded like he was talking to a child.
They were kidding... Atleast, I hoped they were.
"Guys, can we please not talk about my uncle's tush!" This was so awkward. Especially when my GUY friends talked about his tush.
Ryan and Hunter finally shut up about Unky Mal's backside, and when I finally thought they were asleep I heard Ryan ask in a hushed whisper, ".....I'm cuter than Oliver, right? Atleast give me that."
I complainingly groaned, as Maya-who somehow had managed to not say much during the tush conversation- whisper yelled to Ryan, "Hush! I'm trying to watch this kid eat a spider!"
~~~~
"...how are we going to get home? Everyone's drunk..." I asked, a couple of minutes later.
"Girl, I ain't drunk. I'll dr....drive you home." Hunter exclaimed, quickly sitting up off Ryan's butt.
"No. You're intoxicated. So is our two other drivers," I turned to Maya.
"Well, either we can call Unky Mal to come pick us up, or we can just stay here," Maya suggested.
"Stay here! We can have a sleepover!" Hunter squealed like a little girl.
I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and dialed Unky Mal's number.
After around 5 rings, I almost hung up, but the other side picked up.
"Hello?" he sounded irritated.
"Unky Mal! We have a slight...problem."
"Hurry up. I'm kinda busy."
"Ooo.....already? Where'd you take her? Is it fancy? Remember to pay for her food. What're you ordering? Don't order the steak cause we both know you tend to eat like a pig when it comes to steak.. Are you talking to her? You should be talking to her! Get off the phone and turn it off...or on silent! Put it on silent! That's rude! I raised you better than that!" I went on. I was disappointed. When you're on a date you don't answer the phone! Even if it is your awesome niece.
"Well, I wouldn't be answering it if it wasn't my darling niece who chooses to call at bad moments." I could just see the fake smile he was wearing. I also... didn't hear talking in the background. Which is what I'd hear if he were in the restaurant.
"Are you outside?"
He sighed, "To answer the phone in front of her would've been even more rude."
"....did you say bad moments? ...were you about to kiss her!" I yelped excitedly and then screamed to the room, "Unky Mal's getting it on, everybody!"
Everyone whooped adn cheered and yelled different things like, "He moves fast!" "Holy crap!" "Go get her Unky Mal!" "....I can't believe she's cheating on me." I glanced at Hunter curiously....then turned my attention back to the phone, "Hear that? You have Maltara fans!"
"You said you had a problem?" He tried covering up a sigh, but I heard it. He wanted to get back to Natara and I was keeping him from her. Curses!
"Oh yeah, well ya see.. The thing is.. we don't have a ride home. The boys are all still drunk and me and Maya rode up here with Hunter."
I heard him cough a little, "I'll come get you."
I began to feel a little guilty. If he came to get me, then I would ruin his date with Natara. Which he would claim was 'Strict Business, not a date.' But, whatever. "No! It's fine, I can just stay here. I've stayed the night here before.. It'll be fine. Just stay on your date."
"It's not a date, it's Strict B-"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever."
"You're not staying there with those idiot, drunk.....assheads. I'm coming to get you." I could hear the wind whistling in the phone, knowing he was heading for his car.
"And you are DEFINITELY not leaving Natara at the restaurant, with no ride, without telling her you're leaving!" I scolded.
I could hear the wind stop whistling for a second, then it started back again. I'm guessing he stopped, and turned around, going to the restaurant to tell Natara he had to go.
"Of course not. I'm going to tell her I've got to come get you."
"Unky Mal! Just stay with Natara. Maya's over here, so it's ok! We'll straighten them out. I always loved playing detective!" I smiled at my childhood memory of Unky Mal and me playing Detective.
Long pause. "You're sure? I can always...talk business some other time."
"No. I'm good. Stay there. Just come get me and Maya in the morning."
"....are you positive?" He asked hesitantly. Yes! Super positive, Uncle of mine!
"Very. I'm pretty much a Detective's daughter. You taught me everything I know." I smiled and remembered when Unky Mal taught me how to shoot a gun... and skin a deer. Oh, how that would one day come in handy. Gave me chills.
"Alright.. and you'll call me if you need anything?"
"Of course."
"Promise?"
"Promise." It's not like anything was gonna happen. The cops were just here, who would come back?
"Okay...bye. And.... behave, or....I'll shoot your dog."
I sighed, sadly. He always brought my poor dog into everything. She means well! If she knew Unky Mal threatened her life almost every day, she would kill him in his sleep. "Yeah, okay. Bye, Unky Mal. Love you."
"Uncle. Its Uncle Mal!"
"Bye uncccc... Naw. I can't do it. Bye Unky Mal!" I grinned, imagining his face.
He sighed, "Love you too CassieBear. Oh, and I'll order steak if I want! I do not eat like a pig!"
I laughed. "You're a total pig when it comes to steak, Unky Mal! Admit it! Just order a salad or something clean!"
"Just for that, I'm ordering steak."
"Unky Mal?
"Yeah?"
"Natara? Waiting for you? Date? Ring a bell?"
"Oh crap! Gotta go!"
"Oh, and Hunter and Ryan think you have a cute tush!" I said quickly, before hanging up.
Right before I did hang up, I heard him say in bewilderment, "Whaaaat?!?!"
I laughed, then hung up.
"So, we're staying the night?" Maya asked, still sitting next to me on the couch.
I nodded as Hunter hollered, "YAY! Slumber party! I love slumber parties! Ryan, go get the pillows. I'm bout to cream Maya in a pillow fight." He paused for dramatic effect, "Hunter style."
"Somebody wake Oliver up! We're having a party!" Ryan ordered.
"Didn't we just have a party?" I asked.
Hunter ran to the door and screamed out, "Damn you, Joe!"
Ryan jumped up, "We're having another party!" he told us, "Just the cool people this time."
Maya and I just chuckled and rolled our eyes. Hunter went into the kitchen and came back with a red solo cup filled with water. He poured it all over Oliver, who had been asleep on the floor.
"AH! What was that for?" Oliver scowled at Hunter. He shook his head to get some of the water out.
"Get up! We're having another party!"
"Ugh!"
~~~~~~
12:52
Alcohol consumed:
Cassie- 0 bottles
Maya- 0.375th of a sip
Hunter- 6 bottles
Ryan- 7 bottles
Oliver- 4 bottles
"Take a sip." Hunter shoved his bottle in Maya's and my face.
"No, beer is gross." I wrinkled my nose.
"Just one sip."
"No."
"You take a sip." He ordered Maya.
"No thanks, Alcohol isn't really my thing.."
"Drink it!"
"No!"
Hunter shoved his bottle in Maya's mouth and tipped it.
She quickly sputtered, jerked her head away, and spit out most of the liquid all over Oliver's shirt.
"Ew!" Oliver groaned, looking down at his shirt.
"That tastes awful!"
"I know," Hunter grinned.
"Ew, it's still in my mouth! I need some water!" Maya ran off in the direction of the kitchen.
I frowned disapprovingly at Hunter.
"What?" he shrugged, and took a long swig from his bottle.
I jumped up and walked to the kitchen to help Maya.
"You okay?"
"No! I can't get this horrible taste out of my mouth!" She started gurgling water, then spit it into the sink.
"Drink some Kool-Aid."
"Hmmm." she poured herself some quickly and took a long drink.
"Much better." she grinned.
I laughed and we walked back into the living room.
...What in the world happened here?
From the 2 seconds that we were gone, the boys completely transformed the living room into some kind of.... fort.
The recliner was pushed to the wall, there were pillows scattered all over the floor, a blanket hanging from the ceiling fan (I don't even want to know how they got that up there), one part of the L-shaped couch was turned basically upside down on one side of the room while the other part was turned upside down on the other, but surprisingly, no boys.
"Guys? Where'd you all go?" Maya asked.
"Fear not, citizens of Gotham City! It is me, the REAL Batman!" Hunter jumped up out of nowhere, wearing a black blanket tied around his neck, acting as a cape.
"Now I'm scared.." I murmured.
"Hunter?" Maya asked.
"I do not know of this Hunter that you speak of! Batman is my secret identity! I am really Mal Fallon!" He slurred, dropping his voice low, like Batman on the movie.
I giggled, remembering their conversation earlier tonight. Did Hunter really think Unky Mal was Batman?
"Bruce Wayne is Batman. You're Hunter." Maya rolled her eyes.
"After I show you girls this trick, you'll be like 'Bruce Wayne who?'" Hunter leapt on the giant stack of pillows that I had not noticed before now.
He pretended to crack his knuckles, bent his legs, and jumped off, falling straight to the floor, on his face. He was obviously trying to fly... But Batman doesn't fly. He must've forgotten about that.
"Ugh! My powers are failing! Curse you Joker!" Hunter grumbled, raising a fist at the doorway behind us.
Maya and I turned around to see Ryan cackling in the doorway. He had on Hunter's dad's blazer over his T-shirt, his hair was scrunched (I'm guessing he used Hunter's mom's mousse. Well I HOPE he used her mousse. If he had mousse in his pocket well.. That's just creepy.), white (what looked like chalk) smeared on his face, and Hunter's mom's lipstick curving a smile up his cheekbones. A blonde, messed-up looking Joker. Classic Ryan.
Hunter (Batman) grabbed a pillow and chucked it at the still-laughing Ryan (Joker).
"Why so serious?" Ryan asked, creepily.
"Argghh!" Oliver came running out of the hall in a 'pirate' costume. He had a red bandana tied around his head, Hunter's boots on, keychains hanging in his hair, a big belt across his stomach, a plastic sword in one hand, a fake gun in the other, a button-up shirt on but with half of the buttons undone at the top, dishrags hanging out of his belt, Hunter's Mom's rings on each finger, a long trench coat that went down to his knees, a belt slung across his shoulder, and one black glove on his right hand.
He stopped as soon as he saw Hunter and Ryan.
"Guys! Guys guys guys guys! I th... I thought we agrrrrrreed on...playing pirates!" Oliver slurred his words heavily, obviously wasted.
"We said Batman! Not Jack Sparrow!" Ryan yelled loudly.
"Oh....' Oliver looked down sadly at his costume.
"DIE JOKER! YOU LITTLE S***! GIVE ME RACHEL BACK!" Hunter shouted, throwing another pillow at Ryan.
"Never!" Ryan dove behind one of the 'forts', taking cover.
"Rachel is MY girlfriend! Give her back!" Hunter drunkenly scrambled for the other 'fort' on the other side of the room and started throwing pillows at Ryan's fort. Ryan also started throwing pillows at Hunter.
Oliver, drunkenly, walked over to the middle, between the two forts, somehow dodging pillows, and said, "Hey, hey now. Stop fighting. Violence is ALWAYS the answer... Or it's something like that." he giggled. Hunter threw a pillow at his head and yelled, "GO AWAY!"
"Hey, guys! Guys!" Maya said, trying to get their attention, but they wouldn't look.
"GUYS!" I yelled loudly.
They all stopped and looked at us.
"Thank you. Let's play a game!" Maya said, like she was talking to a bunch of 3-year olds.
"Yay!"
"What game?"
"Oh my God. I love games." was their replies.
A few minutes later, we had managed to get all the stuff off of Ryan's face, and change all 3 into regular clothing.
"What game are we playing?" I whispered to Maya.
"I dunno. I just wanted them to shut up," she shrugged.
"Hey guys, uh, the game is to tell everyone your favorite movie couple," I blurted without thinking.
"Quick thinking. But seriously? Movie couples?" Maya giggled.
"Shut up. It's the first thing I thought of," I rolled my eyes.
We all sat in a big circle.
"Okay. What are your ideas? Who wants to go first?"
"Sam Coulson and Josie Geller!" Maya blurted out. She and I used to watch Never Been Kissed a lot when we were younger.
"Han Solo and Princess Leia!" I squealed.
"Ron and Hermione." Oliver put in.
"Clark Gable and Scarlett O'Hara!" Hunter exclaimed. We all stared at him in confusion.
"What? I LOVE Gone With the Wind!" he chirped happily.
"Mulan and Shang." Ryan sniffed, "They're AMAZING together!"
"Okay? Now for real-life famous couples." Maya explained.
"Brad and Angelina!" Maya chirped.
"Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez," Hunter said.
"William and Kate." I put in.
"Miley Cyrus and Liam Hemsworth," Ryan suggested.
We all turned to Oliver. He shrugged, giggled, and said, "Mal Fallon and Natara Williams."
I rolled my eyes. Here we go again.
"Nataras got a boyfriend," Maya furrowed her eyebrows.
"Yeah, but when they get together, they'll be awesome," Oliver shrugged.
"They're not a famous couple!" I exclaimed.
"They are around here. Plus when they do get together, they'll be a famous couple immediately," he replied.
"What if she marries that other guy?" Maya asked.
"She won't. She can't marry ANYONE unless it's Mal," Ryan butt in.
"But what if she does?" Maya asked again.
"She won't! Mal will step in and save the day! He'll tell her how he feels like in that Speak Now song by Taylor Swift.," Oliver explained.
Wow. Some teenagers we are.. Normal seniors would get drunk and commit vandalism or do it with each other. But no! Not us! We (the boys) get drunk, sit around, and discuss my uncle's love life...
"What if, during the wedding, Mal stands up when it's time for objections?" Oliver asked.
"Nah. He'll burst in and tell Natara he loves her during the ceremony!" Ryan piped up.
"Naww guys. He's too cool for standing and bursting. He's Mal Freakin' Fallon! He'll fall in from the roof, do a ninja roll, knock Natara's boyfriend out, then propose to her in front of everybody!" Hunter exclaimed, a dreamy look in his eye.
"Can we please not talk about his love lif-" I started but was interrupted when Oliver said, "Oh my gosh! That would be so flippin cool!"
"Guys. Natara's not engaged! And I'm sure Unky Mal wouldn't do tha-" I was rudely interrupted by Ryan this time, "Dude, let's make a playlist for them!"
"A playlist?" I asked, before someone could cut me off.
"Yes a playlist! Like their own personal songs describing their relationship!" Ryan chirped, excitedly.
"You're still drunk, aren't you?" I pursed my lips at him.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" he yelled, loudly.
"Yep. Still drunk. You guys aren't really gonna make a playlist for them... Are you?" I whined.
"Just let them have their fun. At least they're not yelling and having a mini-war in here anymore," Maya whispered to me.
"Ughh fine!"
"Yay!" the boys cheered.
"Okay. Each of us will write down a song that describes Mal and Natara on a piece of paper, show it to everybody, and put it in the hat. Then after we collect all the votes, we'll pick one randomly from the hat and whoever put that song in there, wins! Any questions?" Ryan said, quickly.
"Do I have to?" I whined.
"Yep. Now shut up. Who wants to go first?" he asked.
Oliver grabbed a piece of paper, wrote something down, and showed it to all of us.
Wanted by Hunter Hayes
"Nice one maaaan!" Hunter slurred.
Oliver folded it and threw it in one of Hunter's caps that was lying on the floor.
"Who's next?" I asked.
"Me!" Ryan grabbed a piece and repeated what Oliver did except his was:
Love Don't Run by Steve Holy
My eyes widened. "That describes them perfectly!" Ryan grinned smugly.
Maya grabbed a piece and scribbled something down. It was:
Dancing Away With My Heart by Lady Antebellum
"Eeeep!" Oliver squealed as soon as he saw it.
Hunter quickly snatched up a paper before I could, scribbled sloppily on some paper and showed it to us.
Forget You by Cee Lo Green
"Hunter! That doesn't describe them! It describes you and Natara!" Ryan rolled his eyes.
"Fine!" Hunter picked up another one and scribbled.
I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston
"No! Thats you again! Try again!" Maya encouraged.
The next time it was:
Pray For You by Jaron and the Long Road to Love
"Hunter!" I exclaimed, annoyed.
You and Me by Parachute
"Here," Hunter grumbled.
"Much better!" Ryan exclaimed.
They all turned to stare at me.
"Your turn Cassie!" Maya chirped.
"Do I have to? I feel really awkward!" I complained.
"Yes you have to! Write girl, write!" Hunter slammed a piece of paper in my hand.
I thought about it for a minute, smiled, and began to write. I held it out in front of me proudly. They all crowded in front of me to see the tiny slip of paper.
I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz
"Never heard of it."
"I bet it's stupid."
"What's it about?" was the boys answers.
"Ahhh! That describes them perfectly!" Maya squealed.
"Look it up on your phone," I told Hunter.
He slid his phone out of his pocket, went to YouTube, typed it in, and all three crowded around the tiny screen.
After the song/video was over, all three had tears in their eyes.
"Oh my God! That was so beautiful!" Ryan exclaimed, tears streaming down his face.
"It's perfect! It's the perfect song!" Oliver sniffled.
"I love Natara but after hearing that, I'm rooting for Mal!" Hunter wailed.
I rolled my eyes. Strange, drunk, over-emotional friends of mine..
I threw it in the hat and raised an eyebrow at them.
"Who's gonna choose?"
"I am!" all three said.
"It's my house!' Hunter exclaimed.
"My idea!" Ryan explained.
"But I wanna do it!" Oliver whined.
"Maya, you choose." I told her.
"Okay!" she chirped.
She put her hand in, mixed it around, and pulled one out.
"And now, for Mal and Natara's official song... Forget You. Hunter! Those didn't count!" Maya scolded.
"My bad. Calm down, girl! Choose another!" Hunter drawled.
She repeated her actions once again and said, "Now, for this REAL Mal and Natara song... Love Don't Run!" Maya chanted.
"Oh my goodness! I won! Holy shit! I won!" Ryan danced happily around the room. Hunter and Oliver glared at him.
~~~~~~~
"I swear I just saw baby ducks! There are millions of them outside!" Ryan said, face pressed up against the window.
I peeked a look out of the window. Nothing but an empty street.
"I don't think so, Ryan," I said uncertainly.
"There they are! Look look look look look caddie!! Look! They're adorable! I love baby ducks!" Ryan sighed dreamily.
"Caddie?"
"OLIVER! THAT'S CHEATING!" Hunter yelled from the other side of the room.
"You can't cheat in patty cake!" Oliver exclaimed.
"You just did the right hand! It was supposed to be the left! You cheated!" He yelled again.
"Ugh I quit!"
"Fine! Be a little quitter then! I hate quitters and cheaters!"
"WHERE'S THE TOILET PAPER?" Maya yelled from the bathroom.
"ARE YOU USING THE POTTY?" Hunter yelled.
"WELL DUH!"
"I'LL COME SHOW YOU!" Oliver wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and ran towards the bathroom.
"LOCK THE DOOR! OLIVER'S COMING! HE WANTS TO SEE YOU USING THE BATHROOM!" I warned.
"NO IM NOT!" Oliver yelled back.
"THE PAPERS BESIDE THE TOILET!" Hunter yelled.
"THANK YOU!"
"WELCOME!"
~~~
"Everyone knows Jacob is hotter."
"But Edward is a vampire!"
"Jacobs a werewolf!" Ryan and Oliver were arguing over who was hotter: Edward or Jacob.
"Bella picks Edward!" Oliver argued.
"LALALALALALALALALALALALA!" Ryan covered his ears.
"Edward and Bella sound good together."
"So does Jacob and Bella."
"Have you SEEN Breaking Dawn Part 1?"
"Yeah?"
"She marries Edward and has a baby!"
"So?"
"So, she did it with Edward! That's true love!"
"She could've had an affair with Jacob! That could be his baby!"
"Jacob imprints on her baby! He couldn't be the father!"
"...."
"...."
"Jacobs hotter."
"Edwards hotter!"
"Fuck that!"
"She did!"
"Hmph!"
"Hmph!" they both stormed to different corners of the room and fumed.
"Mike Newton is the real cutie!" Hunter stumbled by us, drunkenly.
"Mike has Jessica!" Maya exclaimed.
"Jessica can go do herself. Mike and Bella forever!"
"Shut up Hunter!" Ryan and Oliver yelled.
"Ouch. Double-teamed.."
~~~
2:06 am
Alchohol consumed:
Cassie- still 0
Maya- still 0.375th of a sip
Hunter- working on his 11th bottle
Ryan- 10 and a half bottles
Oliver- 10 bottles
~
"He's in love with you."
"He's a teacher! We just met a few days ago.."
"So what? Ross and I just met today and we're already planning our wedding."
My mouth popped open. "Seriously?"
"No that was a joke." Maya started giggling.
"Dang! You scared me!"
"I know," she grinned.
"You know you like Travis."
"....no comment."
"And why not?"
"Maya, he's a teacher. It's illegal!"
"And..?"
"Eat your dang sucker."
"Fine!"
"Girrrrrl you know you dig him," Hunter slurred.
"I don't dig hi-"
"Stop LYING!"
"I'm not lying!"
"Shut your pie-hole Cassidy Jane Fallon! I'm talking! Now, you guys are gonna get together, get married, and have little Trassie children!" Hunter exclaimed, angrily.
"Trassie?"
"Well would you like me to say Cavis?!?!"
"No." I wrinkled my nose at the awful name.
"Then Trassie it is."
"It's nothing! No Trassie, no Cavis, no Cassie and Travis, no nothing!"
"But you belong with Travis!" Maya whined.
"He's mine!" Ryan growled, popping up out of nowhere then falling on the ground.
"See?" I guestered to Ryan, who was talking to himself on the floor, "Ryan has dibs.."
"Ryan is MY lover! Not Travis's!" Hunter shouted.
"Its okay!" Ryan stood up and touched Hunters face, "I love you both."
"One or the other! Pick!"
"I can't choose between the ones that I love!" Ryan then randomly slapped him.
"Pick!"
"I choose... Travis."
"Why?"
"Cause you're a biotch."
Hunters mouth popped open in shock.
"After all I've done for you?! This is how you treat me? By choosing Cassie's lover?!"
"He's not Cassies! He's mine! He loves me more! You don't know what we did last night!"
"You... You cheated on me?!"
"I sure did! And with Oliver, too!"
"Do what?" Oliver's head popped up from behind the still made fort.
"How could you? You said you loved me!"
"I never loved you!"
Hunter looked sadly down at his pocket and pulled out a tiny little matchbox. He opened it and took out a little ring that you would get from a vending machine.
"I was going to propose but since you don't love me, I'll marry Cassie instead!"
Ryan's mouth popped open and he looked at me angrily.
"How could you? I thought we were friends!"
"We are friends!" I said, amused.
"Cassidy Jane Fallon, would you please do me the honor of becoming.. Mrs. Cassidy Jane Fuller?"
"Sorry, Hunter. I don't marry guys who get engagement rings from Rameys grocery stores... Plus could you imagine the look on Unky Mal's face if I told him I married you?"
"He'd be overjoyed!"
"...He'd be dead. I'm sorry Hunter, I can't."
"But- but.. We could have... A secret relationship?"
"I dont think so.."
He pouted, drooped his shoulders, and whined.
"I'm sure Maya would love to marry you though!"
"Wait, what?" Maya asked, whipping her head towards me.
Hunter fell down to one knee, once again, brought up the plastic ring, and said, "Would you... Maya Katherine Davids.. Do me the greatest honor of becoming my..."
"Nuh-uh."
"Why noooot?" Hunter complained.
"I don't like you like that. I'm 17. I don't wanna get married yet."
"Hey, why is she the one who gets the greatest honor? I only got plain honor!" I furrowed my eyebrows.
Hunter slumped his shoulders again, jerked his head up, and ran to the door. He opened it and sprinted drunkenly outside. He didn't stop until he was at Joe's porch.
"He's not doing what I think he's doing... Is he?" I asked, face pressed against the window, along with Maya, Ryan, and Oliver.
"He is!" Maya exclaimed, beaming amused.
"He's just gonna cuss him out for ruining his party." Oliver stated.
Hunter knocked, got down on one knee, and patiently waited. After several minutes the door opened to reveal a very tired looking Joe, in just a pair of plaid pants (his pjs), no shirt on.
"Joseph Alexander Rogers, would you please please do me the greatest honor imaginable and please become my-" Hunter was cut off by Joe slamming the door in his face.
Hunter slumped down on the ground and began to fake cry.
"Why will no one marry me?!" He wailed.
Soon, he was back at his house, wailing nonstop. Drunk guys were stupid. I don't recall my friends being gay. They pretend to be gay sometimes but they're not really!
"Am I not good enough? Whats wrong with me? I don't understand!"
"...Joe's name is Joseph Alexander Rogers?" Maya asked.
"I dunno. I made it up on the spot," Hunter grinned tightly.
"Oh wow."
"I even got rejected by a man!"
"Hunter, calm down."
"No one likes meeeeee!"
I rolled my eyes. "Then why don't you marry Oliver?" I suggested, amused.
Hunters eyes lit up and he looked at Oliver.
"Marry me," he ordered.
"Mmm- Kay!"
"Finally! Someone to love!"
~~~~~
A few minutes later:
"I HATE YOU OLIVER GODDARD! HOW DARE YOU!"
"I JUST SAID HI TO RYAN!"
"IMMA KILL YOU!" Hunter continued to chase Oliver threateningly with a butter knife.
"You're crazy!"
"Come here, you CHEATER!"
"I didn't cheat! I only talked to Ryan!"
"THATS CHEATING! I wanna divorce!"
"Fine!"
"How dare you want to divorce ME?! Im the best thing that ever happened to you!" Hunter tried to stab Oliver.
"How did I end up marrying such a PYSCHO?"
"YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT!" Hunter tried to slice Oliver again.
"Wanna break it up?" Maya asked me.
"Give em two more minutes. This is actually entertaining..."
"Ryan! How dare you try to talk to my husband! He's mine! You chose Travis!"
"How dare I? How dare you! You dont even treat your man like he should be treated! You treat him like a piece of dirt... On a bench... On the side of the road... In California! That's why he came running to me as soon as he could!" Ryan replied in a ghetto voice, picking at his nails.
"Is it just me or did this suddenly turn into Jerry Springer?" I whispered to Maya. She shrugged.
"I can't believe you just said that! I treat MY man with R-E-S-P-E-C-T!" Hunter sang, about to pounce on Ryan.
"Time to break em up!" I jumped up and grabbed Hunter's arm before he could tear off Ryan's.
"Ladies, ladies! Break it up!" Maya exclaimed sounding like a security guard outside of a Justin Bieber concert.
We sat all 3 on the now turned upright couch, 3 feet away from each other.
"Shouldn't have cheated on me. Then this would've never happened," Hunter glared icily in Oliver's direction.
"He tempted me; I swear!"
"No talking!" I barked, sounding an awful lot like Unky Mal, when he talks to suspects.
~~~~~
After a few seconds of awkward silence:
"...So, Cassie. About you and Travis..." Ryan started.
"No! We're not having this conversation! Let's talk about someone else's love life. What about you, Hunter?" I asked.
"Well, I-"
"If this is about you and Oliver, just shut your mouth right now."
He abruptly shut his mouth, then opened it again.
"I love Natara!"
"But Mal loves Natara," Maya said.
"Hey hey. I'm not complaining. I'm willing to share. Sharing is caring after all."
Maya and I started giggling at the thought of Unky Mal and Hunter arguing over who was going to take Natara out.
"Whatcha gigglin' at girls?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing, Nothing. What about you Ryan?"
"Yeah, who's your love interest?" Maya backed me up.
"Well besides Travis, I'd have to say... Mildred."
"Ms. Reynolds? Our English teacher?"
"Yes! She is the love on my life. The apple in my eyeball. The Romeo to my Juliet. The Yin to my Yang. The moon to my darkness. The Justin to my Timberlake. The peanut to my butta. The Natara to my Mal. The sleep to my fatigue. The...the donut to my hunger! The high to my heel. The spot to my dalmation. The snot to my mucus. The cheesiness to my Nicholas Sparks movie. The grumpiness to my Joe. The albino to my alligator.."
We all stared at him curiously.
"What? I love her!"
"You do realize that she's like 70 something, right?"
"Duh! That's what makes her beautiful!"
"Dude, you have serious problems," Oliver patted him on the back.
"I'm in love! Thats my problem!"
"Change of subject. What about you, Oliver?"
He stared directly at Maya, who was picking at her fingernails.
"Nope. Nobody in mind."
I raised eyebrows at him. He winked, telling me he was kidding. I rolled my eyes back at him.
"What about you, Maya?"
"Sam Coulson," she blurted.
"Who's that?"
"Girrrrrl, no you didn't!"
"You're cheating on me?!" -the boys's reaction
"Oh, you know. He's a teacher," she shrugged.
"We have TWO friends going out with teachers? That's just messed up!" Hunter exclaimed.
"I'm not going out with a teacher!" I argued.
"Oh sorry. My bad. Lemme rephrase that: We have TWO friends in love with teachers? That's just messed up!" he repeated.
"I'm not in love with a teacher," I rolled my eyes again. I loved my friends, sure, but sometimes they could get annoying.
"Don't make me start yelling at you again, girrrrl!" Hunter threatened.
"Do you have any M&Ms?" Maya asked.
"No? Why?"
"I'm cravin 'em!"
"I'll go to the store and get you some!" Oliver hopped up and grabbed Hunter's truck's keys.
"Thanks!" Maya called.
"Oh no, no, no, no. You're not going anywhere, mister. Sit your butt down," I scolded.
"But- but!"
"No buts. You're still drunk. You'll have a car crash or something and you'll die!"
"But I want M&Ms!" Maya complained.
"Maya, not helping!"
"Sorry," she said, sheepishly.
"Screw the M&Ms, I'm gonna go get a walrus!" Hunter jumped up and snatched the keys from Oliver.
"A walrus?" I asked.
"Yes, a walrus."
"Why?"
"Cause they're so fluffy and fat, I could sleep on 'em."
"Give ME the keys. I'm gonna go get us a trampoline!" Ryan tried to grab the keys from Hunter.
"No! Maya needs M&Ms!"
They all started fighting over the keys. I sighed, walked over to them, grabbed the keys, opened the door, and tossed the keys out.
"MY KEYS!" Hunter yelled.
"Noones going anywhere. Especially if you're drunk. Now, if you are, sit down." I ordered.
All 3 sat down.
"Much better," I sighed.
A few silents seconds later.
"So who do you like Gassie?"
I stared at Oliver. "Gassie?"
"I meant.. uh.. acid-y?"
"Not quite. I'll answer when you get my name right."
"Massie? Fassidy?" the guys started whispering to each other trying to figure out my name. Wow. They must be really drunk...
"Shouldn't we start cleaning up?" Maya suggested, looking around the messy room.
I looked around, scrutinizing the room. I scrunched my nose up and shook my head.
"Nahh. The boys'll get it. I'm not cleaning up. That was our deal." I shrugged.
"Okay. If you insist.."
~~~
4:21 A.M.
Alchohol consumed:
Cassie- 0 bottles
Maya- 0.375th of a sip
Hunter- 15 and a quarter bottles (the other three-quarters are spilled all over Ryan's shirt.)
Ryan- 13 bottles (and three-quarters if you count it all over his shirt.)
Oliver- 11 bottles (He's a slow drinker.)
"I JUST PUKED!" Ryan yelled from Hunters room.
"YOU BETTER NOT HAVE PUKED ALL OVER MY PEZ COLLECTION!" Hunter yelled, running to his room, constantly tripping. Oliver followed him.
"SHIT!" Hunter yelled. I'm guessing it did get all over his collection.
"OH MY GOD, WHY IS YOUR PUKE GREEN?!?!" Oliver screamed, sounding terrified.
"Oh God, it smells awful! What'd you eat?" Maya asked, as we walked into the room.
"Did... Did you eat Chinese last night?" I asked, wrinkling my nose at the smell.
"Oh yeah! We went to that new Chinese restaurant before the party last night!" Oliver explained. He gasped. "You told me that you didn't eat any cookies when I went to the bathroom! You lied to me!"
"I didn't want you to know. If you knew they had cookies, we would've never left," Ryan said, bent over.
"Want me to hold your hair back, hon?" Hunter asked, roughly grabbed Ryan's hair.
"HOW DARE YOU RUIN MY PEZ COLLECTION WITH YOUR SMELLY DIGESTED FOOD!" he screamed.
"Hunter let go!" I exclaimed.
"No! Someones gotta pay for ruining poor Tiana," He pouted, holding up a now green and slimy Princess Tiana.
"You might wanna throw that away, unless you want Ryan's insides all over your stuff."
Hunter pouted.
"I hate you, Ryan."
"Love you too, buddy."
"...Hunter, what's that?" I pointed over to the other side of the room, raising an eyebrow.
"Uh, nothing!" he ran over to hide it with his body, but too late. I already saw it.
Right beside his bed, was a table full of pictures of Natara. There were about 15 of them. Her smiling; laughing; looking angry; raising an eyebrow; open mouthed (obviously yelling at Hunter taking pictures of her);one of her and Mal, but Hunter put a photo of himself in Mal's place (photoshopped) so it looked like he had taken a pic with her; one of her talking to someone and Hunter behind her making a dreamy face while making a heart with his hands; one of her sleeping? ; one talking on the phone, Hunter making google eyes in the background; her yelling at him, him looking sheepish, and Unky Mal furrowing his eyebrows with jealousy in the background; and more. There were also tiny lit candles around the whole thing.
"A Natara shrine? Really?" Maya asked, laughing lightly.
"You didn't see that! Get out!" Hunter ran infront of the shrine, trying to cover it up.
"Your really lonely, aren't you?" Oliver asked, picking up a framed picture of Natara laying on a pillow on his bed.
"Out!"
"Okay, this is just getting creepy. You have a serious addiction," I said, pointing to the teddy bear that had Natara's face.
"Out out out! I said it once, I'll say it again! Out!" Hunter exclaimed, pushing us all out.
"Fine fine! Mr. Williams," Ryan teased, using Natara's last name.
Hunter silenced him with the Natara bear being thrown at his head.
~~~
8:89 A.M.
I looked at the clock beside the couch. What in the world?! 8:89?!
...oh.
8:19 AM
Alchohol consumed:
Does it really matter anymore? It's morning!
I noticed pressure on my back. I was lying on the couch on my stomach and something was on top of me. I looked up and noticed a foot with multicolored toes that looked like M&Ms resting on my forehead. I craned my neck around my body to see Maya laying on her belly, on top of me, feet on the back of my head, head resting just above my ankles.
"Maya! Maya wake up!" I hiss-whispered.
She groaned.
"Maya!" I shook my body, trying to shake her awake.
"5 more minutes! I'm sleepy.." she mumbled.
"No! Get up!"
"Nuh-uh."
"Fine. You leave me no choice.. Up and at 'em!" I said aloud, rolling, making her fall off the couch.
"Oooowwwwccchhhh.." Maya groaned slowly.
I sat up, off the couch.
"Cmon. We gotta go find the guys," I said, looking around.
She huffed. "Fine. But it better be something important like theyre in San Diego or something. I hate getting up early," she pouted, standing up.
"C'mon," I said, rolling my eyes. The last thing from last night I remember was the boys passing out at different places. But I can't seem to remember where.
"Let me pee first," she walked zombie like to the bathroom.
A few seconds later, there was a tiny squeal, and Maya came shuffling back to me.
"See a ladybug?" I raised an eyebrow, smirking.
"No. I think I found a guy though.." she narrowed her eyebrows, frustratingly.
"No way.." I said, heading towards the bathroom. They wouldn't fall asleep on the toilet, would they?
I walked in and looked around.
"Where is he-" I stopped short when I saw him.
Ryan was in the big bathtub, curled up asleep, a Justin Bieber blow-up doll in his arms, while sucking his thumb.
"Justin Bieber?"
"Its Ryan.. What do you expect?"
Maya and I shared an amused glance.
"Should we?"
"He's gonna hate us."
"All the more reason to do it."
"Fine but if he asks, it was your idea."
"I'll be glad to take the blame for this one," I smirked evilly.
"Wait!"
"What?"
"We need blackmail pictures?" she said, taking out her phone.
"Wow. You really are evil."
"It's a gift." she shrugged.
She took a couple and then nodded towards me.
"Okay. Go ahead."
"Sweeet!"
I reached over to the bathtub faucets. I let my hand brush dramatically over the hot water, then placed it in the cold water faucet.
"Ready?"
"Always."
"Aww Snape!" I pouted at Snape's line.
"Just do it!"
"Fine... Bossy!"
I quickly turned the cold water faucet handle. I watched in amusement as a steady flow of cold water came down.. Right on Ryan's head.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed, shrilly, like a little girl, springing up.
"HOLY SHIT THAT'S COLD!!!" moving faster than I've ever seen him go, he rolled out of the bathtub, soaking wet.
"OH MY GOD THAT WAS FREEZING!"
He looked up to see Maya and me hunched over, laughing our heads off.
He glared at me, "CASSIDY!"
"Ryan? Have a nice bath?" I asked innocently.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow. Shhhhhh. I have a massive headache." he covered his ears.
"It's called a hangover and that's what you get for drinking so much. Now come on. Help us find the others."
He stood up, clothes dripping all of the floor, soaking wet and shivering.
"Shut up. Dont say a word.." he warned us, threateningly glaring at us.
"But you're... You look.. Hahahaha. Adorable!" Maya squeezed in between laughs.
"I said not a word!" he glared at us icily.
We continued to laugh. His face brightened and he grinned evilly.
"Who wants a hug?" his arms stretched wide.
"No!"
"Come here, you two!" he started chasing us as we ran out.
"No! Stay away from me!"
"Take her!"
"Hey!"
"I love you two! Come here and let me give you a big hug!"
"Go away!"
We continued to run around the house, Ryan close on our heels.
We turned a corner, and Ryan slipped on his wet socks.
"OW!" he exclaimed, as he fell to the floor sliding a little.
Using Maya and I as a distraction, he jumped up and hugged us both.
"Ew get off!"
"You're wet!"
"Ahh feel the love!" Ryan sighed and let go. Maya and I took one glance at each other and started laughing.
"Hey guys, I think I found another one.." Ryan pointed towards the kitchen.
I walked in to see Oliver, asleep, curled up on the kitchen table, mumbling something about pancakes with a lampshade on his head.
" What. A. Party. Animal.." Ryan said sarcastically.
"Oh pancakes.. I love you're soft buttery-ness. Ahhh," he mumbled in his sleep.
"Uh, Oliver? You awake?"
"PANCAKES!"
"I'll take that as a no.."
"OLIVER WAKE UP!" Maya yelled as she pushed him off the table.
"Ow!" Ryan and Oliver both yelled.
"Hangover remember?" Ryan asked, rubbing his head.
"Where's Hunter?" Oliver asked, slowly getting off the floor.
"We.. We don't kno-" I was cut off by a yelp from outside.
We all rushed out the door.
"Look there's Hunter!" Maya exclaimed, pointing to Joe's porch.
Hunter was napping in Joe's porch swing, Natara bear wrapped tightly in his arms. Joe was glaring at him across the yard, waterhose in his hand, watering his flowers.
"Oh my goodness! Joe...uh.. Mr... Mr. Joe I'm so sorry!" I cried, rushing over to get Hunter before Joe could strangle him, Maya running beside me.
He grunted and before I could get to Hunter, Joe walked to the porch in front of his swing.
He lifted the waterhose, smiled evilly, and sprayed Hunter with the waterhose.
"AHHHHHHHHHH" Hunter screeched, waving his hands in front of his face frantically, and falling off the swing, writhing.
After a few seconds, Joe stopped, smirked and gave a little nod to Hunter, and walked back inside.
"JOE!" Hunter yelled.
We all went back inside Hunter's house.
"What happened last night?" Hunter scratched his head, looking at the messed up living room and turned upside down couch.
"Oh you know.. Talked about Mal and Natara half of the night, had a Batman/ Joker war, Hunter proposed to Joe, Hunter and Oliver got married, then divorced, managed to destroy the living room, raided your parent's closets, , Hunter showed us his PEZ collection and his Natara shrine, Ryan puked all over Hunter's PEZ collection, made a playlist for Unky Mal and Natara, Ryan confessed his love for Mrs. Reynolds, and talked about Unky Mal's tush.. You know. The usual.." Maya shrugged.
"Woah.."
"Awesome!" Hunter and Ryan highfived.
"Why didn't we have a Batman/ Joker war before?!" Ryan asked.
"Why have we never discussed Mal's tush before?" Hunter asked.
"I know! It's so cute!"
"I love his tush!"
Awkward silence..
"I'm going back to sleep!'
"Me too!"
"Me three!"
"See ya!"
"I call the couch!"
"Aww man! I was gonna get the couch!"
"I'm going to my room!" Hunter ran to his bedroom.
A few seconds later..
"OH MY GOSH! IT SMELLS AWFUL IN HERE! UGH RYAN! IM SLEEPING WITH YOU GUYS!"
~~~
11:33 am
"RISE AND SHINE CUPCAKES!" Unky Mal burst in Hunter's door.
Many groans in reply.
"Do you have to yell so loud?" Hunter complained, pulling his blanket over his head.
"I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN! NOW COME ON! BIG BIG DAY TODAY! OHH SUNSHINE! LIGHT! PERFECT FOR HANGOVERS!" Unky Mal yelled, opening all the curtains in the living room, flooding the room with light.
"Please! Stoooop!" Ryan groaned.
"SHOULDN'T HAVE DRUNK SO MUCH ALCHOHOL! OH THE BEAUTY OF A HANGOVER! Sorry kids, it's what you get for ruining my business call with Natara. We didn't have as much time because of the party."
"Please! Mal! Your killing me!'
"OH DON'T BE SUCH A BABY! NOW COME ON! UP, UP, UP!"
I looked at the time on my phone. Of course Unky Mal would come to get me at 11:30. He's lazy and likes to get up late.. (Must've had a busy night last night.. Eh, eh?)
"Wow, we were right. Mal, you do have a nice tush.." Ryan said, looking at Unky Mal's behind.
"Ahhh!" Unky Mal jumped up, turning around (his butt out of Ryan's view), scowling at him.
"Never say that again."
"You. have. a. nice. butt." he repeated.
"Stop looking at my butt!"
"I'm jealous. Natara gets to look at that butt every day."
"Shut up!"
"Bet she enjoys the view too."
"She doesn't look at my butt!"
"Bet she enjoyed the full view last night," Oliver winked.
His eyes widened. "No! We didn't-"
"Shhhh. You don't have to tell us. We already know..."
"You and Maya had food yet?" he asked irritably, changing the subject.
"No, we woke up at 8 but fell back asleep."
He glared at Hunter, obviously scolding him for not feeding us.
"Huh. We'll stop by and get you something then."
"Thanks Unky Mal," Hunter said.
"Not you. You go get your own food," Unky Mal rolled his eyes.
"I'll be waiting in the car," he stomped loudly out of the house.
"Ugh! Mal!" the boys complained.
"SORRY!" he yelled, before sprinting to his car.
"Oww!"
~~~~
11:47 am
After stopping by Wards to get an early lunch, we started on our way to Maya's house. Unky Mal in the driver's seat, me in the middle, and Maya in the passenger seat.
I turned up the radio to fill in the quietness. After a few songs of us, screaming/singing, I Won't Give Up came on.
I looked at Maya with wide eyes, guestering to Unky Mal.
"Wha-- oh. Awww!" she said, clearly remembering the playlist from last night.
"Hey Unky Mal, listen to the lyrics of this song and see if it doesn't describe your situation perfectly," I ordered.
"Huh?"
"Just listen."
During the song, Unky Mal's eyes were wide as he matched the song with his Natara situation.
"Okay, that's just freaky.."
"It describes you two perfectly!"
"I don't love Natara though!"
"That is a big lie."
"Blehh."
"Blehh!"
After we had droppped Maya off at her house, I asked Unky Mal, "So how was the date?"
"It wasn't a date."
"How was dinner?"
"Good, I guess."
"What'd ya do?"
"Went to dinner, talked, laughed, then came back to the house and watched a movie."
My eyes widened. "You guys didn't do anything in my bed, did you?"
"No-"
"So you did it in yours?"
"No, we didn't-"
"On the couch?"
"N-"
"Ew thats just gross! People sit there! I'll never be able to sit on that couch ever again without thinking of bad stuff." I shuddered.
"We..we didn't do anything!" Unky Mal blurted before I could interrupt him again.
"Nothing?"
"Nothing!"
"Sucks..."
Awkward silence
"......did you guys kiss?"
"We-"
"You did, didn't you!"
He gave me a flat look.
"Don't start, CassieBear.."
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"Another one?"
Hunter shrugged inncoently, "Unky Mal said no more parties. This is a get-together!"
"I'm not going. Unky Mal's looking for so many reasons to shoot my FlowerCup." My shoulders slumped. My FlowerCup was so sweet, and Unky Mal hated her. She was so sweet!
Maya was sitting on my desk, feet in my lap. Hunter sitting in the desk behind me with Ryan standing lazily beside him, hands on the desk. Everyone was sprawled out over room, talking, laughing snd carrying on about who knows what? Oliver was trying to flirt with some cheerleaders in our class.
All of a sudden the door slammed open, and in came...Travis?
He was bawling his eyes out, causing everyone to do a double-take. He wasn't full-out just sobbing and whimpering, he was just constantly wiping tears off his face with his sleeve. A frown present, and a very upset expression. Instead of thinking, 'dang. What a sissy.' I was a little shocked and confused as to what could cause a grown man to cry like this.
"Mr. Greyson, are you okay?" I heard a girl sounding sympathetic.
He waved her off, more crying taking process, "I'm fine, fine, fine, fine..." He had to keep repeating because of the choking sound.
I had a small moment of flashback from Saturday night, when we were locked in the closet, "I've had reasons to get upset."
What was the reason this time? He looked pretty torn up.
He began to pace a bit, but then just walk back to the door, "read Chapter...something. Read something."
"Mr. Greyson-" The door shut. Immediately everyone began talking about it.
Ryan snapped at me, though, "It's your fault! You wouldn't kiss him!"
"Ryan!" I exclaimed.
"Well!" He shouted, exasperated. This was not my fault. I talked to him Saturday and he didn't seem in any way upset. Maybe...this time one of his dogs actually got ran over...?
"Maya, tell him it's a lie!" I turned to look at the innocent face of my best friend, who also happened to look a little guilty. I'll bet Ross knew, and if Ross knew and Maya wanted to know, I bet he'd tell her. Considering they liked each other. Or, so I thought. I think...
"It's a lie." She nodded casually.
"Oh yeah? And how would you know that, Ms. 'I think I can date a college guy.'" Hunter raised an eyebrow. I don't remember him being there when we had our "spin the bottle" game.
"Because, he's not upset. Mr. Greyson's fine. Trust me." She smiled, like everything was just fine. But, the thing is, everything is not fine. Our young and handsome Health teacher just left us here to go cry in the boy's bathroom, most likely.
All of a sudden a very sleepy looking Ross came in the room, stretching like a 2 year old would, causing some double-takes from some girls. Because, I mean...Ross was hot. Like...insanely good-looking. It wasn't exactly hard to believe him and Mr. Greyson are friends. I heard beautiful people herd together.
"Maya!" He chirped, stumbling our way. He sat on her desk top, and half yawned, "and...Cassie," he squeezed in between yawns.
Maya smiled, then furrowed her eyebrows, "well, hi. You look tired."
"Ah, was up all night at Travis' house. He was having emotional issues." He scratched the back of his head, a little uncomfortable it seemed.
"Why? What happened?" I asked, curiously.
"Nothing. He's just...a little...mixed-up, I guess you could say."
"He's a grown man! Real men don't cry!" Hunter crossed his arms and shook his head.
"Or wear 'Dora The Explorer' boxers." I heard a pop. Apparently Ryan snapped Hunter's boxers.
"Hey man, personal!" Hunter jumped, fixing his pants.
Ross just shrugged, "It's hard to explain. Just ask him on a better day."
A better day?
~~~~~
"Slop, please." Hunter told the lunch lady. I rolled my eyes. He's so mean. It's taco's, Hunter! Taco's!
"It's fried shrimp." The lady said. Serious expression. Almost...lifeless. I'm never gonna work in a school. Never. It's too terrible.
"Ice-"
"I told you, Travis! We don't have ice cream!" Another lunch lady down the line said a little too angrily.
A fist hit the counter, "why not? I bust my ass trying to get ice cream! I just want a little bit!"
"We. Don't. Have. Any. Ice cream!" the lady narrowed her eyes.
They did have ice cream...well, ice cream sandwhiches. I'd coincidentally just bought one at the machine where all the cold stuff was. Like, Popsicles, and cold fruit. We moved along down the line until Hunter was by Mr. Greyson and then I was beside Hunter.
"Mr. Greyson! You missed 1st period! Cassie nearly had a fit! I had to keep her calm." My eyes narrowed at the boy beside me, "and Hunter stole your tic-tacs."
Mr. Greyson gasped, "Why? Why would you do that, Hunter?" he seemed...actually upset about it.
Hunter reached into his pocket and handed the minty mints back to our teacher, "Cassie, you're a bummer."
I rolled my eyes and held out my ice cream sandwhich to Mr. Greyson, "still want some ice cream?"
His eyes grew wide, and he nodded, "yes."
I handed it to him, "all we got."
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Carter- uggghhhh....I hate you, Bella. The party scene was way longer than I wanted!
Victoria- seriously...
Bella- I like it. :)