the bag in my hand, she walks straight to me and throws her arms around my neck and kisses my cheek.
“Thanks for bringing the tequila. Study break?” she asks, looking back at Skylar.
“Yes, for the love of all things holy.”
Study break? That didn’t look like studying to me. Looks like they were having fun and almost acting like a couple.
Mira takes the bag from my h and and walks in to the kitchen with a little extra bounce in her step. When she rounds the corner and is out of ear shot, I look immediately to Skylar.
“What the hell was that, man?”
“What do you mean?”
“She says you were studying but that didn’t look like it. Studying doesn’t usually involve a pillow fight and being straddled.”
“We were just joking around, dude. Calm down, huh? We were quizzing each other on the material from this week. This professor is a dick and says we’re gonna have quizzes every week. We decided to be study partners. What’s your deal, man?”
“No deal, I just really like this girl. It looked a little cozy in here, ya know? Are you really sure you’re not into her?”
“Danny, regardless if I’m into her or not, she’s all about you. You’re all she talks about. You might wanna make your move before I change my mind,” Skylar says, nudging my shoulder just as Mir a is walking out of the kitchen holding the tequila bottle and three shot glasses.
“Alrigh t, this is your disclaimer guys. I’m a lightweight. Kylee is visiting her mom and dad tonight so can I crash here if I get too trashed?” Mira asks, pouring the poison to the rim.
“You don’t even have to a sk, Pea. You can have my room if you want.”
Clasping and running her palms together, Mira takes the first shot and nods for us to follow suit.
Within an hour, we’re all laying on the living room floor laughing about ridiculous shit. Skylar has us watching YouTube videos that are so stupid, but with the tequila swirling around our brains, it’s the funniest shit I’ve ever seen.
“Stop, I can’t take anymore. My stomach hurts,” Mira laughs with tears spilling from her eyes.
“Sky, where do you find this shit, man?”
“Some people are just naturally smart and don’t need to spend all that time studying, like you guys,” Skylar jokes.
“Are you fucking kidding me? We’re back on this,” Mira says, grabbing one of the pillows from the couch and waiving it in Skylar’s direction. “Fifty bucks says my GPA this semester is better than yours.”
“Do you hear that Sky? Pea thinks she’s going to get fifty bucks out of you!”
“You’re on, Sweets.”
Sweets? What the fuck is that about?
“Why do you call her Sweets?”
“Look at her; she’s just so sweet and innocent. I couldn’t think of a better nickname for her. Plus, she doesn’t bitch when I say it.”
Mira stands up, puts the pillow back in its rightful place on the couch and walks back toward the bedrooms.
“Danny, which room is yours? I need to lie down. I’m not feeling too well.”
“I’ll show you. Give me one second,” I say, placing the cap back on the bottle that’s just about empty.
Skylar takes the bottle from my hand, puts it to his mouth and swallows the remaining few shots left before wiping the excess liquid from his chin.
I walk Mira into my room and she immediately collapses onto the bed, face down. I find her a tee shirt and a pair of sweat pants to change into .
“Pea. Here, change into these, you’ll be more comfortable.”
“I don’t think I can move. I think I’m dead.”
Laughing, “I promise you’re not dead, you’re just drunk out of your mind.”
“No. Nope. I’m dead. I know it.”
Rolling her over and pulling her into a sitting position, she opens her eyes, barely. She leans forward to kiss me and I pull back just before her lips touch mine.
“Pea, what are you doing?”
“You’re so perfect, Danny. I just wanted