The Dairy Queen

The Party

A/N :Trigger warning, sexual assault. Please begin the song at the third set of *** <3

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I keep reminding myself that I love my mother as I weed and remove rocks from Mrs. Robinson's overgrown garden at 8:15 a.m. on a day where the temperature is supposed to hit the mid 90's.

I am dripping with sweat, covered in dirt, and if I see one more worm I'm going to lose my shit and the granola bar I shoved in my mouth as my mom was pulling me out of our lovely air conditioned home.

A half hour later I collapse on the grass by the dirt patch we are working in.

"I just need a minute, mom. Just a minute."

Like an angel sent from the heavens Mrs. Robinson appears over me with a tall glass of iced tea.

"Here you go sweetie, you look hot."

I down the whole glass in one gulp and then collapse back into the grass.

After about 2 hours we get the garden completely cleaned out and much to my chagrin I do feel slightly accomplished. My mom stays to chat with Mrs. Robinson about landscaping plans and helps her create a calendar of when and what types of flowers and vegetables they will plant. I say a polite goodbye and head home to clean up and get ready for my lunch with Damon.

After I shower, I blow dry my hair and take out my curling iron to create some soft curls. Even though it is supposed to be hot today, the humidity will be relatively low so I shouldn't have to worry about it turning into a frizzy mess.

I decide to wear a pair of white shorts, that are just the right amount of "cheeky" and a light blue, spaghetti strapped crop top that ties just under my bra. I throw on a small silver star necklace and silver hoops, apply a little mascara and I'm good for lunch and then for Matty's party later.

I pick up my phone and it's 12:45, Damon said he'd be here at 1:00.

I see a good morning message from Matty and a message from Ella asking me what I'm wearing tonight and if I'm spending the night.

I text Matt back first, and feel a slight pain of guilt when I decide not to tell him I'm going to lunch with Damon.

'Hey you! I survived early morning gardening.'

'ha, glad you survived. i didn't want to find another date to me party tonight.'

'Ha. Ha. Ha. very funny. Are you sure you don't need me to help you set up or bring anything tonight?'

'an overnight bag? ;)'

'mmmm maybe...I can tell my mom I'm staying at Ella's'

'excellent. forget the overnight bag, you can just be naked in my bed.'

'lol bye Matty, I'll see you later. xx'

I switch over to Ella's text.

'Hey Ell. White shorts, blue crop top, Berks. I think I'm gonna stay at Matt's, can I tell my parent's I'm staying with you?'

'Yes, as long as I can tell my parent's I'm staying with you, lol. Chad said He's staying at Matt's too.'

'Haha okay, that works. I'll see you later.'

I decide to not tell Ella about lunch either. I look at the time, 1:05. I look out my window to see if Damon is out front. Not surprisingly he is not. I should have figured he wouldn't be on time.