laughing when Kendra screamed and jumped as her phone buzzed in her hand. It was Reed texting to see if we were coming because they were already there waiting on us.
I had made Kendra agree to drive separate from the guys because I didn’t want the whole awkward car ride to the party with Jaxon while she and Reed were enjoying the comfort of one another. She had tried to convince me that she would ride in the back with me, but I knew her tactics, and she would sabotage me and stick me in the back seat with Jaxon. She often forgot I wasn’t the social butterfly she was. I was socially challenged.
“Shit, I didn’t realize what time it was. We are late,” Kendra huffed.
She quickly texted Reed back letting him know we were on our way.
We scrambled around, throwing a few necessities into our clutch purses, then made a mad dash down the stairs.
Kendra had my wrist in a tight grip, pulling me down the steps behind her. I felt like I was seconds away from falling. “If you don’t let go of me, we will soon be on our way to the hospital instead of a party. I’m about to break my ankle in these heels.”
I envied Kendra with her graceful way of waltzing around as if she were wearing slippers and not five inch stilettos. She used to practice walking the runway when she decided she wanted to be a model. That little hobby ended up lasting for about six months.
Kendra’s mom waltzed into the foyer with a smile of pride on her face. “Oh my goodness, you girls look beautiful,” she exclaimed. She was pulling her phone out, I’m assuming to take pictures of us.
“Mom, we don’t have time for pictures,” Kendra whined. “We took some already, I will send them to you later.”
“Now, where did you say you girls were going again?”
“The Russells are throwing a Christmas party.”
We actually were going to a party thrown by Jake and Jessica Russell, but not a party their parents were aware of. The Russells were well-known in our town and owned a couple of car dealerships. Every year they hosted a Christmas party at their home, but this year their twins, Jake and Jessica, had decided to host their own party at their lake house.
“Yeah, yeah. That’s right. I remember now. I loathed declining the invite, but I just don’t enjoy going when you’re dad isn’t accompanying me. Speaking of, your dad called earlier and said he’s stuck in Chicago for another day. They are having record snowfall up there. He is so miserable being stranded at the airport.”
I loved Diana like my own mother, but, boy, could that lady talk. I always figured one of the qualifications of becoming a hairdresser was exceptional communication skills. Well… that and gossiping. If you ever needed to know any good juice on anyone, Diana was the lady to see.
Kendra held her hand up to stop her mom from rambling any further. “Mom, we are very late, and Reed is waiting on us. Bye! I love you.”
“You girls have fun and be careful,” Diana said, giving us each a kiss on the cheek.
We hurried out the door before her mom could delay us any longer.
“Love you, and be home before midnight,” she yelled as we got in Kendra’s car.
“We will, and we love you too, Diana,” I shouted back.
It took us at least twenty minutes to find our way to the secluded lake house. The gravel driveway was about a mile long, and, since Kendra’s car sat so low to the ground, she had to drive at a snail’s pace. The drive was spooky as hell, so I decided to have a little fun scaring Kendra. I started by telling her about Crystal Lake and how all these kids had been partying in a cabin when a guy wearing a hockey mask went on a killing spree.
“I’m going to literally kill you if you don’t shut the hell up about this Jason guy,” she said through gritted teeth.
She loathed horror movies as much as I loved them.
“I’m sorry, I’m just trying to have a little fun at your expense to ease my nerves,” I laughed.
A sick feeling overcame me
I had made Kendra agree to drive separate from the guys because I didn’t want the whole awkward car ride to the party with Jaxon while she and Reed were enjoying the comfort of one another. She had tried to convince me that she would ride in the back with me, but I knew her tactics, and she would sabotage me and stick me in the back seat with Jaxon. She often forgot I wasn’t the social butterfly she was. I was socially challenged.
“Shit, I didn’t realize what time it was. We are late,” Kendra huffed.
She quickly texted Reed back letting him know we were on our way.
We scrambled around, throwing a few necessities into our clutch purses, then made a mad dash down the stairs.
Kendra had my wrist in a tight grip, pulling me down the steps behind her. I felt like I was seconds away from falling. “If you don’t let go of me, we will soon be on our way to the hospital instead of a party. I’m about to break my ankle in these heels.”
I envied Kendra with her graceful way of waltzing around as if she were wearing slippers and not five inch stilettos. She used to practice walking the runway when she decided she wanted to be a model. That little hobby ended up lasting for about six months.
Kendra’s mom waltzed into the foyer with a smile of pride on her face. “Oh my goodness, you girls look beautiful,” she exclaimed. She was pulling her phone out, I’m assuming to take pictures of us.
“Mom, we don’t have time for pictures,” Kendra whined. “We took some already, I will send them to you later.”
“Now, where did you say you girls were going again?”
“The Russells are throwing a Christmas party.”
We actually were going to a party thrown by Jake and Jessica Russell, but not a party their parents were aware of. The Russells were well-known in our town and owned a couple of car dealerships. Every year they hosted a Christmas party at their home, but this year their twins, Jake and Jessica, had decided to host their own party at their lake house.
“Yeah, yeah. That’s right. I remember now. I loathed declining the invite, but I just don’t enjoy going when you’re dad isn’t accompanying me. Speaking of, your dad called earlier and said he’s stuck in Chicago for another day. They are having record snowfall up there. He is so miserable being stranded at the airport.”
I loved Diana like my own mother, but, boy, could that lady talk. I always figured one of the qualifications of becoming a hairdresser was exceptional communication skills. Well… that and gossiping. If you ever needed to know any good juice on anyone, Diana was the lady to see.
Kendra held her hand up to stop her mom from rambling any further. “Mom, we are very late, and Reed is waiting on us. Bye! I love you.”
“You girls have fun and be careful,” Diana said, giving us each a kiss on the cheek.
We hurried out the door before her mom could delay us any longer.
“Love you, and be home before midnight,” she yelled as we got in Kendra’s car.
“We will, and we love you too, Diana,” I shouted back.
It took us at least twenty minutes to find our way to the secluded lake house. The gravel driveway was about a mile long, and, since Kendra’s car sat so low to the ground, she had to drive at a snail’s pace. The drive was spooky as hell, so I decided to have a little fun scaring Kendra. I started by telling her about Crystal Lake and how all these kids had been partying in a cabin when a guy wearing a hockey mask went on a killing spree.
“I’m going to literally kill you if you don’t shut the hell up about this Jason guy,” she said through gritted teeth.
She loathed horror movies as much as I loved them.
“I’m sorry, I’m just trying to have a little fun at your expense to ease my nerves,” I laughed.
A sick feeling overcame me
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