Dean
and Lance will be there.”
Okay, so she got me there. Lance Roberts is
the most handsome boy on campus. I’ve had a crush on him since
freshman year, but he hardly noticed me outside of the friendship
thing.
“ Fine, fine, I’ll go.” I
plopped to my bed and dug my tennis shoes out from under it. I
shoved them on my feet while Annie threw a mild fit.
“ You can’t go like
that!”
I finished tying my shoes and stood. I
looked down at my t-shirt and jeans and frowned. They were clean
and wrinkle free. What was the problem? “Why not?”
“ You have to change,” she
demanded.
“ No, I don’t,” I said
firmly. I think Annie and our other friend, Cammy, were on some
secret mission to make me more girly. I truly hoped they’d fail.
“It’s dark outside, Annie. It’s a bonfire. Who’ll notice what I’m
wearing?”
Crossing her arms, she huffed, typical Annie
response, and then grabbed a jacket. She, of course, looked amazing
in her white denim skirt, pink tank and matching flip flops. If
Lance noticed anyone it would be her. “Let’s just go.”
With a triumphant grin, I grabbed Jake’s
hoodie. I’d forgotten to return it that night and even though I did
feel a little guilty, I was glad to have some kind of souvenir. I’d
only told Seth about my adventure, and after he’d lectured me for
twenty minutes about how stupid I was to take a strange man to a
secluded area, he quizzed me on everything Jake. I’m still not
totally sure he believed me.
“ Is Camryn here yet?” I
asked as we crossed the campus, the chilly breeze toying with our
hair. Cammy promised to get to school in time for the bonfire, but
I hadn’t seen hide nor hair of her yet.
“ She wasn’t due to return
from Ireland until last night I think,” Annie mused as she looped
her arm through mine, hurrying me toward the football field. “She
was supposed to call this morning but she didn’t. She probably
forgot.”
I snorted. Annie was more than likely right.
Cammy could be a little bit of a space case from time to time. “I
hope she gets in tomorrow.”
“ She will,” Annie assured
me. “So, Krysti and Lance broke up.”
I stopped in my tracks, jolting Annie in the
process. “What? When did this happen?”
Annie’s glossy lips curved into a knowing
grin. “Apparently Krysti attended a Controlled Environment concert
last Saturday, and rumor has it that she might have cheated on
Lance with a roadie.”
It took all of five seconds for me to drop
to my knees and clutch my stomach as the laughter tickled my throat
and spewed from my mouth. I don’t mean chuckle or giggle but deep
belly laughs. All I could think about were the front row bimbos. I
imagined Krysti as one of them, hopping up and down, begging for
attention. Tears leaked from my eyes as I struggled to control
myself. Annie leaned against a tree and studied her nails. That set
me off in another fit of laughter which, thankfully, didn’t last as
long. Finally, I got to my feet and wiped my eyes. “Okay,
better.”
Annie raised a doubtful brow. “You
sure?”
I chortled a bit and coughed to hide it.
“Yeah. It’s just that I went to the Controlled Environment concert,
and I was imagining Krysti in the front row with the rest of the
bimbos.” I felt another bout of laughter and choked it back.
Her jaw nearly hit the ground. “You went to
the Controlled Environment concert? How? The tickets sold out
within minutes!”
“ Seth,” I simply answered.
Growling, she performed a perfect pirouette so she could stalk off,
fuming.
“ It sucks that all I have
are younger brothers and you get the cool, older one.”
“ Yeah,” I grinned, smug as
could be. “He comes in handy sometimes.”
***
The bonfire was blazing, the flames reaching
for the sky, by the time we made it to the football field. We
located a couple of girls from our class near the coolers, and I
grabbed a soda as Annie, in perfect form, caught up on all the
gossip from the summer. It