Bad For You

nine

"Hey, you finally made it!"

Theo, Hannah, and I approach a large circular booth where Theo's friends are gathered. An array of food and drinks are already spread out. I was definitely surprised when Theo had driven us to a Billards club. I thought you had to be at least twenty-one, but he explained that was just to drink.

"He has more friends than we do," Hannah whispers to me as Theo greets his friends."Now that's just sad."

I shush her and paste on a smile as the attention shifts to us. "And who do we have here?" One of Theo's friends smirks. He has shockingly platinum blonde hair with bright blue eyes and dark brows.

"This is Aurora and Hannah," Theo gestures toward us. "Aurora and Hannah, this is Jack."

Jack grins. "Welcome to the party. You ever play pool before? And no, I don't mean the iMessage game."

I shake my head. "No. Never."

"How about you?" He asks Hannah.

"For the record, I could smoke you in pool on iMessage. Reality, not so much."

Jack clucks his tongue. "Theo you brought rookies to pool night? Now that's just cruel."

Theo laughs before introducing us to the rest of his friends. There's a lot of people and a lot of names, but he seems to be closet with Jack and another guy named Adam. Adam had wavy light brown hair that reached the nape of his neck, hazel eyes, and a friendly smile. He wore a beanie with dark blue jeans, a Pink Floyd hoodie, and vans. One of the girls we're introduced to is Adam's girlfriend, Katelyn, but everyone calls her Kitty. Her entire face was covered in a smattering of freckles and she had short ginger hair styled in a pixie cut, brown eyes, and small bee stung lips. She was petite and tiny, almost like a fairy.

Like Kitty, the other girls were all friendly and nice, except one who kept glaring at me like she wanted to burn a hole through my head. I think her name was Phoebe. When everyone moves over to make room for us at the table, she would barely budge.

"Phoebe could you please scoot over?" One of the girls named Eva asks.

"There's no room," Phoebe huffs. Jack rolls his eyes.

"Yes there is. Stop being difficult, I know what this is about."

Phoebe glares at him and he raises a brow at her. They stay locked in an intense stare off until finally Phoebe gives up and scoots over, grumbling. Hannah gives me a quizzical look.

"What was that about?" She whispers.

I shrug. "No idea."

Once we're all seated I realize Phoebe was kind of right. There's a lot of us and while the table was fairly large, it wasn't that big. I was practically sitting on Theo's lap.

"Sorry," I say apologetically as I shift, trying to get comfortable.

"It's okay. I don't mind," Theo winks and I blush.

"So what are your majors?" Kitty asks us. "Most of us here are either visual arts, theatre, or film."

"Music," Hannah replies. She starts to reach for the bowl of chicken wings before pausing. "Do you mind or...?"