2025
She fucking did it.
Four years, a shit ton of exams, plus a hefty ton of alcohol and now my best friend is graduating college.
"Get it girl!" I holler as Savannah steps up, grabbing hold of her diploma and walking across the stage. Elle and Alex stand beside me, both clapping, wedding rings firmly fitted onto their fingers.
Savannah shoots us an embarrassed smirk as she makes her way off the stage, her long blonde hair flowing down her back in waves as she shakes her head.
Slouching back down in my seat as she disappears out of sight I whip my phone out and grin at the messages from Zara confirming that she'll be here in less than half hour, both of us having cooked up this little surprise for our best friend. Zara won't be returning to Italy, she's back for good!
Sitting down in the seat I sigh, glancing at my false stick on nails, bored with the graduation ceremony already. I came here to see Sav, and now? Now I'm done?
Surely this won't go on much longer? How many students can there be that are graduating today?
Flicking my long black hair off my neck I glance around at the audience, my eyes falling onto a dark haired boy across the hall, staring at me with his eyebrow raised. Sitting back slightly I shoot him my signature smirk, letting my eyes wander down from his handsome, chiselled face, to his smartly dressed body. Not bad.
Lightly biting my lip I gaze back up into his brown eyes and just as I notice him begin to smile I tear my gaze away, back towards the stage.
Always leave them wanting more.
*~*~*
"Savannah, the genius!" I exclaim, grabbing hold of her and pulling her into my arms as she giggles. The ceremony only lasted another forty five minutes, and attempting to keep my gaze off of Hot Boy was ridiculously hard, but somehow I managed it.
"Shut up!" Sav smirks, "It's your turn next week."
"Urgh, don't remind me." I groan, "I don't want anyone staring at me on that stage."
"Think of all the alcohol we can ply down our throats afterwards." She reminds me and I smirk. Excellent point.
"True." I grin, "Are you sure you still want to come? Haydon..."
"Haydon nothing!" She interrupts, "It's been over three years Bec."
"And yet he still has that tramp hanging off his arm." I grimace at the thought of his little girlfriend, her claws embedded so deep into him that it's a wonder my brother's shirts aren't covered in blood.
"Grace?" Sav asks and I roll my eyes, "Becky, it's okay to like your brother's new girlfriend."
"I know!" I admit, "And I would if she wasn't such a gold digging twat." I shrug and Sav can't stop the chuckle that escapes her mouth. I'd feel bad if it weren't true. Grace practically lives at our house, constantly invading my personal space and using my stuff. My jewellery is always fucking missing. Luckily I'm more gifted in the asset department, so my clothes are safe.
For now.
No doubt she'll get her fucking tits done soon.
Maybe I'd be more accommodating if they hadn't started talking to each other before him and my best friend broke up. Am I bias? Fuck it, yeah I am.
Brother or no brother, Savannah is my sister.
"Are we interrupting?" Zara's sweet little voice calls out and we both turn to face her.
"Zara!" Sav exclaims, jumping into her arms. "You're here!"
"Congratulations Sav!"
"Thanks!" She pulls back, letting go as I quickly throw my arms around Zara's shoulder in greeting.
"Good job out there." The small brunette girl behind Zara exclaims and Sav grins, giving her a quick hug.
"Thanks Missy!"
"I didn't know you were still in town." I say, nudging Missy gently.
"I think I'm going to be sticking around for a bit." Missy replies, smiling at Zara.
"Oh really?" I exclaim, a smug smirk on my lips. Zara deserves someone who makes her happy.
"Until we decide where we want to move to." Zara adds, grinning as Missy grabs hold of her hand. They'd come back from Italy together, Sam long forgotten after Zara realized that she instead fancied the better sex.
I definitely preferred Missy, her drinking game on par with mine, making her an excellent team player. I think Zara got the better deal here, sacking off immature boys and instead vying for someone who knows how a woman likes to be pleasured.
Instead I'm stuck with mediocre men who would suck themselves off given half the chance.
"I'm so happy you came!" Sav smiles, glancing around at us. "All of you!"
"S!" A loud squeal comes from the side of us, none of us having time to register the voice before Elena barrels into Savannah, wrapping her arms around her neck. "You did it!"
"Girls?" Elle walks up to us, a grin plastered on her face.
"Elle?" Sav smiles at her sister.
"Alex has gone. He had to pick up Danny." She shrugs, "Time to go for cocktails?" She asks.
"I thought you'd never ask." I smirk, grabbing hold of Elle's arm as we start off towards the parking lot.
Let's get fucking drunk!
*~*~*
Seven cocktails in I take a quick break, excusing myself to use the fancy ass restroom. Once I've done my business I exit and glance into the large ornate mirror in the corridor to check that my make-up hasn't run in the California heat.
"Hey." A low voice calls out and I look over, unable to stop my eyes widening slightly as my gaze falls onto the guy from the ceremony, chiselled jaw and all. Well, damn! It really was a good idea to come to Savannah's graduation.
"Hi!" I smile quickly, before turning back towards the mirror and feigning disinterest.
"I saw you during the ceremony." He continues and I try to control my smirk. Fantastic. Time to reel it in...
"Oh?" I say, glancing around at him, my eyes wide, painting my best innocent look onto my face. Fake it to make it girls!
"Yeah." He nods, shoving his hands into his pockets. "You looked gorgeous."
"Well..." I take my time to gaze up and down his body. "I guess you're not bad yourself." I smirk and he grins, taking a step towards me.
"Could I have your number?" He asks and I immediately raise an eyebrow.
"No." I reply bluntly, "I don't do that."
"Oh." He replies, his face falling slightly. Bless.
"Look, there's no-one around..." I reply, gesturing around us at the empty corridor.
"And?" He says, expression blank as he gazes around. Is he stupid?
"Really?" I smirk, crossing my arms across my chest, "Do you want to make out with me, or not?"
"Oh! Yeah!" His eyes widen with realisation and I grin as he approaches, reaching up and grabbing hold of his neck, lowering his lips to meet mine. He kind of knows what he's doing, not as much as I would like, but I can work with it.
Opening my mouth I deepen the kiss, our tongues clashing together as we finally fall into some sort of rhythm, his hands now resting on my waist. I move my spare hand down to his back, abruptly pulling him flush against my body, pushing my tits against him to move this along.
"Becky?" I hear and quickly pull away, turning to face a bewildered looking Elena. Her eyes immediately widen in horror, "Becky, that's my brother!"
"Your what?"
"My eighteen year old brother!"
"Oh, hell no!" I snap, staring back at the sheepish looking boy, "Seriously?" I grimace at him. Ick, what is wrong with these boys?! "I'm out of here." I exclaim, turning and walking away from the teenage boy, already regretting my decision of the day, "Sorry girl! You never told me your brother was hot!" I hiss at her as she follows me.
"Ew!"
"Why is he even here?" I question.
"My graduation is in two days. The whole family are staying up here! They're downstairs in the restaurant!"
"Excellent." I mutter under my breath as we re-approach the table, Elle laughing as she watches Missy down a glass of something bright blue.
"Where have you girls been?" Sav asks, grinning as we slide back into the booth.
"Oh nowhere!" I exclaim, waving my hand dismissively.
"She's been trying to get my brother into bed!" Elena says, ratting me out. Just excellent.
"What?" Elle's eyes almost fall out her head.
"It was never going to get that far!" I object. It's true. It's hardly like there's a bed anywhere that we could have used. The restroom however...
"Are you sure?"
"Fifty percent sure." I declare, nodding my head as Sav, Zara and Missy descend into giggles. "I'm kidding E!" I exclaim, "I'm sorry!" I giggle, grabbing onto her shoulder and pulling her into me.
"Well, that just made my graduation a hell of a lot better." Sav chuckles, drinking from her cocktail as Zara smirks.
"Always here for your entertainment." I grin, grabbing hold of my glass and raising it to a toast for my beautiful, smart, independent best friend.