Chapter eight

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"Everyone's more fun when they're tipsy"

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"Everyone's more fun when they're tipsy"

It's been a couple weeks.

I've hung out with the Cameron's a couple times and I've been becoming decent friends with Sarah while Rafe just sits aside watching us talk to eachother.

He'll join in on the conversation sometimes but other than that he doesn't really talk.

"Thank you Johnny" I smile at my best friend while closing the passenger side door.

I happily walk into my house holding my clothes.

John b and I had a beach day and I was too lazy to change before he drove me home.

"Bee you have a visitor" Isla smirks and I cock my head to the side.

I set my clothes down on the bottom step of the stairs and walk into my living room to see Rafe sitting on the couch.

"Hey?" I look at him questioningly "Hey" "Why the hell are you here?" I cross my arms.

"Wow always so sweet" he says sarcastically "I came to ask if you wanted to come to Kelce's party tonight.

"You ever heard of a cell phone Rafe?" I move my hair out of my face "Well it's hard to text you if I don't have your number" he rolls his eyes.

I grab a sharpie from the coffee mug of markers on the coffee table.

"Give me your hand" he puts his hand out and I write my number on his wrist.

"Text me when you're on your way. I'll see you tonight."

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*uknown number*
Yo it's Rafe start getting ready I'll be there is thirty
Read 8:45pm

I didn't even bother texting Rafe back I just started getting ready.

I took a quick shower blow dried my hair and changed into a red tank top with shorts.

I brush through my hair and do some light makeup.

I make sure I look decent then I put my shoes on and wait in the foyer for Rafe.

"Where the hell are you going?" Isla asks walking downstairs "I'm going to a party with Rafe" "Just Rafe?" She sits next to me.

"I don't know he didn't mention anything about anyone else" I shrug.

The doorbell rings.

"Have fun with your boy toy!" She chirps excitedly "Ew Isla that's nasty" I smack her head.

She scatters upstairs and I open the door.

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