I opened my eyes and laid in bed for a couple of minutes. I knew if I stayed in the comforts of the soft mattress I'd never get up. I reach for my phone and saw the time. 10:37. Definitely the latest I've slept. A few messages from Emira appeared in my notification bar.
TheEmmy16: Where r u??
TheEmmy16: R u coming to school? Am I gonna have to sit alone without my loyal meathead bodyguard??
I stared at the messages for a second.
StupidBoy26: Suffer.
I felt accomplished after that response. Even more accomplished that I was unintentionally playing hooky.
Stepping into the kitchen, I immediately saw the broken vodka bottle on the floor. Although it wasn't my mess I picked it up. Only because I knew nobody else would do it. The coffee pot dinged. Finally, I could be tired AND feel like I could bounce off walls. Mom always bought strong coffee for her hangovers. Coffee in hand I slumped back to my room and hopped on my trusty laptop that surprisingly wasn't destroyed from the first year of abuse. I can't tell you how many times Emira knocked it over after getting a little too drunk.
I glanced at messenger and saw Emira was sending more messages.
TheEmmy16: Jeff there's two new students!! A brother and his sister. But like this guy is hot. Like model hot. Im gonna send you pics ;)
Stupidboy23: I think I will wait till tomorr-
Before I could finish typing she sent a picture of the new girl. From what I could see she was actually really attractive. Her hair was a beautiful strawberry blonde color and possibly greens eyes. Actually..this girl was gorgeous. She looked so innocent in her oversized pink hoodie. Her face was taken straight from a Goddess that I'm sure hasn't been talked about for years. I'm surprised Emira even sent me this. She usually gets jealous.
TheEmmy16: She's TOTALLY gonna blow u at the party this weekend!!
She just kept surprising me.
TheEmmy16: Btw u r picking me up from school today :) or I will see to it that you are never found.
There's really no arguing with her. Plus, I'd much rather her not have to ask some overly masculine loser who'd probably end up kidnapping her for the night. Not that she'd mind. Emira is...decently active in bed.
I spent the rest of the day playing around with my guitar. I'm really into pop-punk and hardcore. Emira always says if I ever started a band that we'd be the next big thing. Sometimes she even begs me to sing to her. Reminds her of when we were younger. I use to sing her to sleep. I think she'd rather go back to those days..except with more weed.
Time flew by. Before I knew it, it was 3:20. School gets out in ten minutes. I grabbed the keys to my dad's old pickup. He always promised it to me. And I got it. Even decked it out a bit.
After starting the ignition, I started blasting the loudest punk music I could find in my playlist. Hopefully, it wakes the piece of shit that was laying on our couch. He usually never sleeps with my mom unless it's a quick fuck. Plus, he hates rock and thinks it's the devils way of perverting kids and teaches them to be delinquents. Fool.
I pulled up in front of the school and waited for Emira to come walking out in her usual scandalous outfit. I waited until 3:35 and still no si- nevermind there she is...with that new girl. She waved at me and grabbed the girls arm, pulling her toward my truck. I shifted in my seat and rolled down the window.
"Howdy Jeffy. This is my new friend,
Bridget." Emira said enthusiastically.
"Nice to meet you." I smiled and extended my hand only to have it smacked away by Emira.
"No, you fucking lazy ass. You don't get to touch her. You left me alone!" Emira scoffed. Bridget giggled.
"It's nice to meet you Jeff. Would you mind giving us a ride home? I have gas money." Bridget smiled. I returned it with a grin.
"I don't want your money. Hop in." I unlocked the doors and the two hopped in. Emira in the front and Bridget in the back. I put the truck in drive and began to pull off only to have my shoulder grabbed by Bridget, causing me to hit the brakes.
"We can't leave without my brother! He should be coming out soon." Bridget exclaimed and started peering out the window.
"You're so impatient Jeff." Emira hissed and slapped my arm.
"I didn't even know she had a brother! My bad." I tried to explain.
"No, I told you she had a brother! Stop being so impatient." Emira crossed her arms and looked past me. Probably trying to see Bridgets brother.
"There he is!" Bridget almost shouted. She rolled down her window. "Chris! Over here!" I looked at the guy she was shouting at. He was...tall. I'm 6'ft but this guy would definitely tower over me a bit. His dark brown hair was slicked back and the sides were shaved all the way to the back of his head. His chin was so sharp that if someone swung on him, they'd probably split their knuckles open. He had the same green eyes as Bridget. He approached the truck and got into the back, next to Bridget.
"Chris, this is Emira and her best friend Jeff. He's giving us a ride home." She playfully punched his chiseled arm.
"Nice to meet ya." I said with a smile while looking at him in the rearview mirror. He wrinkled his nose and peered out the window.
"Alright then." I said as I pulled off from the school. The address Bridget gave me was from a neighborhood with nice houses. Like the ones with pools and a poolhouse in the back. I wouldn't say rich neighborhood...but a well off neighborhood. I pulled up to their house and we said our goodbyes. Except for Chris. He didn't even say goodbye to Emira.
"So, Chris is totally hot. So is Bridget. Like I wouldn't fuck her cos I hate other girls. Which helped me with my decision. You can't fuck her." Emira said while typing on her phone. Glancing over I could see her texting Bridget. Emira actually doesn't like other girls. So, it's surprising she's even talking to Bridget. I'm guessing it's only to get to Chris.
"Wanna sleep over tonight? You can be my alarm clock in the morning so I won't miss school." I asked her while biting my lip.
"Awww Jeffy wants me to wake him up. I feel honored. Oh..here." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small flyer. It was advertising the party this weekend.
"Don't they usually post this on social media or something?" I asked.
"Yeaaah but they wanna be old school or some shit. And there's a plus one. You can ask Bridget to go and I can ask Chris." She sighed as she said Chris' name.
"So..if I can't screw her then why am I taking her out to the party?" I asked confusingly. She shot me a really pissed off stare and slapped my arm again. I swear her ancestors were Amazons or something. Woman has power behind her hits.
"BECAUSE you aren't allowed. End of story babes." She started typing at her phone again.
We arrived at my house in no time. Without hesitation I started setting up my bed for Emira and the loveseat for myself. Call me a gentlemen but queens deserve to be treated as such. Even though Emira wasn't a queen. She was more of a black widow. Except the murder and stealing money part. She DID bust a guys skull open by slamming it against a wall outside of school. Nobody really knows why she did it. Not even me. She was a strange one when it came to violence. I turned to see her typing on my laptop.
"What are you doing?" I asked her.
"Adding Bridget to your friends list." She said with a perky smile. I will never understand her.
"So, tomorrow.." Emira cut me off.
"I'm tired Jeff. Just dream about her." She hopped into my bed and stripped herself down to nothing but skin. It doesn't surprise me anymore. I slid onto the loveseat and closed my eyes.
