Fireworks 1 and 2

Chapter Forty-Four

    "Bitch...spill."

    Mia gave her friend the side eye. "Will you keep your voice down?"

    "He's lost in his air hockey game, he can't hear shit," Bri said, pointing in Drake's direction.

    They were in the rec room, the room that had the foosball table, pool table, air hockey table, multiple televisions, and a bar. Drinks flowed, the hookah machine was going full force, and positive vibes flowed. FuturethePrince showed Ryan a meme on his phone and both of them were cracking up, relaxing in two chairs that were side by side. Niko, Hush, Mark, Chubbs, Spoons, and several other crew members crowded around the air hockey table. Whenever either Drake or OB scored, the crowd would shout, "Oooh!"

    Mia and Bri sat on a couch across the room from all of the activity, but alternated between talking and watching the game.

    "Don't think you're getting out of this," Bri told her. "You're not slick."

    Mia laughed. "All right, all right." She touched an index finger to her lips, lowering her eyes.

"You didn't. You didn't, Mia." Bri covered her mouth and tried her best not to scream. "Oh my God. How come this happens to you? You weren't even a fan of his. I'm a fucking die hard."

"You're also very, very taken," Mia reminded her.

"Pfft." Bri looked towards the air hockey table, shaking her head. "Oh my God." She kept her hands over her mouth until she was sure that she wouldn't squeal. "All right, I think I'm good."

"Are you sure?" Mia asked, leaning back in her seat.

Bri nodded. "So...how was it?"

"Bri." Mia gave her friend a look.

"No, no, no, you can't tell me or hint that shit went down and not give me the goods," Bri told her, giving the look right back at her.

Mia rolled her eyes. Tried to keep the images of a naked Drake out of her mind as she said, "It was..."

Bri leaned in closer to her, her eyebrows raised.

Mia laughed and leaned forward, putting her face in her hands. "Will you calm down?"

"How am I supposed to calm down?" Bri demanded. "I'm seconds away from running around this room screaming. It's taking everything for me to keep it together."

"Which is why I was going to wait until we got back home to tell you any of this."

"You are not a true friend, Mia," Bri said, looking down her nose at her friend. "Are you serious? You were going to wait weeks before telling me? Who does that? What kind of friend does that?"

"One who doesn't want her friend running around the room screaming," Mia retorted under her breath.

Bri narrowed her eyes at her. "I heard that, bitch. Now tell me. How was it?"

"It was amazing," Mia said, straightening her posture. "It was perfect."

"I bet it was. Your lucky ass." Bri stared at Drake. "Like...oh my God. I still can't even believe it. I'm talking to you, and we're having this conversation. And I mean, I believe it, because you're telling me that it happened and I know you're telling the truth. And I believe it...but I don't believe it, you know what I mean?"

"Are you high right now?" Mia asked her abruptly.

Bri looked confused. "What?"

Mia shook her head. "Never mind. That last sentence you said just sounds like something a high person would say."