The New Girl

Party

You briefly texted with EZ the next day, but you didn't tell him you planned to come to the party. He'd given you the address just in case. You planned to just show up. You liked the element of surprise.

You and Lexi started getting ready at about 8. You'd showered and shaved everything. You didn't usually sleep with someone right away, but you wouldn't mind if he touched you. To aid in that, you were in a denim cutoff mini skirt and a lace tank top. Because you liked comfort and didn't want to be too overdone, you threw on a pair of Converse. You had super straight hair, so you did some soft waves in it. You kept your makeup light. Lexi was in ripped jeans and a tank top. You'd probably get cold, but that's a great way to get EZ to loan you a hoodie.

You decided to Uber over, since you'd probably be drinking. You pulled up outside the scrapyard at about 9:15. Perfect. There seemed to be a decent crowd of people when you walked through the gate. You'd gotten about 5 steps in when you heard EZ call out to you.

"Querida! You made it."

"Hey, EZ. This is my friend, Lexi. Lexi, EZ."

He smiled and said hi, before pulling you into a hug. You hugged him back, smiling. "You look gorgeous, sweetheart."

"Thank you."

He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and you tucked yourself into his side.

"Let's get a drink."

You got over to a table covered in coolers, and you all reached in to grab beers. He wrapped his arm around you again as you walked away from the table.

He leaned to whisper in your ear. "Wanna go sit by the fire, querida?"

"Yeah, that sounds good."

The three of you walked toward the fire pit. EZ claimed a chair and pulled you onto his lap. "Sit with me, corazón?" You smiled and nodded. He wrapped an arm around your waist, and drank his beer with the other.

"Hey, Boy Scout. ¿Quien es la chica?" (Who's
the chick?)

You smiled up at him. "Soy y/n y esta es Lexi." (I'm y/n and this is Lexi.)

"Hola, soy Ángel. Qué pasa?" (Hey, I'm Angel. What's up?)

"Pasando el rato con este bombón." (Hanging out with this hottie.)

You heard EZ chuckle. "Gracias, querida. Eres un show de humo." (You're a smoke show.)

You blushed a little. "Gracias, Ezekiel."

Your friend was looking at you, confused.

"Sorry. Lexi, this is Angel."

"Hey, chica. How's it going?"

The two of them started to talk, so you turned your head toward EZ.

"Thank you for inviting me."

"My pleasure, sweetheart. I wanted to see you again."

"Me too. So, tell me about yourself."

He pulled you a little closer, so you were pressed against him.

"I'm 28. Patched in a few months ago. I work at the scrapyard. Grew up in Santo Padre. You?"

"I'm 26. I got my nursing license about 7 months ago and moved here 6 months ago. I'm doing home health care right now for Lexi's mom. I grew up in San Diego and did nursing school there."

"So is that how you ended up here in Santo Padre?"

"Yeah. I was looking for jobs after getting licensed, when Lexi's mom got real sick. She was planning to move back and asked me to move with her to be her mom's nurse."