the two off-key singers who had just begun the chorus. "My ears are literally bleeding!"
I laughed, took Kennedy's arm and steered her towards the bar where Bryan and Seth had already ordered our drinks.
"No more shots!" I shouted.
"Don't worry—" Seth said handing me a beer. "Just beer from now on, promise."
I nodded, tipping the bottle to my lips, "Thanks."
The DJ introduced the next group of singers. I prayed inwardly they would be better than the last two girls. A tiny blonde girl towed her boyfriend onto the stage and reached for the microphone. "Hey everyone! We're gonna sing 'Summer Lovin'!" Cheers erupted from the front row. I rolled my eyes and followed Kennedy to an empty table in the corner.
"Where'd Bryan and Seth go?" I asked, looking around the bar for the two.
"Bryan said he wanted to do a song," She grinned wildly and tipped her beer back.
"I hope he's better than these two," I said pointing at the spectacle taking place on the tiny stage.
She nodded, "Actually, I think he was in a band once or something. I don't really know."
I laughed and scanned the bar again for the guys. I spotted Seth towering over most everyone, standing beside him was Bryan. They were talking to one of the girls from the bachelorette party, her fluorescent pink tank was a dead give away. The girl was a good foot and a half shorter than Seth and he looked like he was struggling to bend over enough to hear her. In an instant, she reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, deeply. What the hell?
I just shrugged, finished what was left of my beer and slammed the empty bottle on the table, "Aw— Fuck it!"
"Yeah. Fuck it!" She agreed, not knowing why I'd said it and handed me her beer. "I'm gonna go get us another one."
I sat and watched the couple on stage as they finished their dramatic conclusion of the Grease song and the bar filled with claps and whistles.
Why are you people clapping? Do you not have ears?
"Hey, Ally—" Bryan said, shrugging into the chair next to me looking nervous. "Uh...Well...Shit, I don't know how to say this, but Seth just ran into his ex. They got in a fight, so he left." Liar.
"Whatever, it's cool," I shrugged, palms in the air. Seriously, I'm fine. We obviously didn't hit it off, I'm not gonna lose sleep over it. Can we move on now?
Kennedy bounced back from the bar, plopped down onto Bryan's lap and handed me a beer. "Where's Seth?" She asked, searching the bar before looking down at Bryan.
I spoke up, irritation replacing my usual calm tone, "Apparently he ran into his ex, they got in a fight and he left."
She sensed the falsity in my statement and shot me a wary glance.
I'm okay, I mouthed silently.
She popped up out of Bryan's lap and grabbed my wrist, "I've gotta pee. Come with me." Which meant 'girl time' in the bathroom and Bryan got the hint.
"Don't go too far, my song's up next." He said tossing Kennedy a crooked smile.
"Kay. We'll pee fast," she said, pulling me towards the hallway on the other side of the bar.
No line for the bathroom, what a miracle.
Kennedy swung the restroom door open, turned and slid the lock in place so we wouldn't have any unwanted visitors.
"What the hell was that all about?" She asked, leaning against the porcelain sink.
"I saw him with one of those girls from the bachelorette party- they were definitely not fighting. Making up, would be more like it. Not a big deal, Kennedy. It's not like we even really got to know each other anyway. I'm fine, promise" I said, looking up at her.
She looked pissed off. "What a fucking douchebag!" she huffed.
"Seriously, I'm fine." I said reassuringly. "Now, can we just go get drunk up? Please?" I begged, reaching in my purse for the tube of lip gloss I knew would be on the very bottom of the abyss.
"That's my girl!" She smiled and unlocked the door.
"I'll be out in a sec," I said. "I really do have to pee."
"Kay— I'm gonna go watch Bryan. Find me." She said blowing a kiss, before