Heathen Series - Changed

Chapter 7

Stephanie Pov...

I sat on the couch while all my friends surrounded me. Other people I actually forgot were in my grade were there too. My friends had thrown a surprise going away party despite my protests. They had made cake, pizza and bought a lot of drinks; both alcoholic and non-alcoholic. The party was not as bad as I would have expected it to be considering that there were a lot of people there, even people I didn't know were friends of mine were having fun.

Everyone joked about how they would have to greet me with a solute; if I made it into the program; and I had to constantly remind them that I was not joining the army, just studying in their program. They dismissed me quickly with their sarcastic remarks and carried on with their main humorous ideas.

Time passed quickly, as if it were in a rush to get to other places and it was almost time to start cleaning up and packing up.

***

I stood by the sink, washing and drying all the dishes that got passed to me, when a hand was placed lightly on my arm. I turned and was pulled in for a tight hug. I'd know this person even if my eyes were closed. 

"Leo, I didn't think you would make it. Everyone told me you were not coming and to be completely honest I was a bit upset about it considering that I did a lot for you; not that you care."

'Never mind how you hurt me and kinda used me. Why the hell am I still friends with you actually? Oh, yeah! That's why.'

"Hey! That hurt!"

He chuckled before taking a subtle step forward almost nudging me into the sink. Okay, he is probably drunk, high or both.

"I was busy with some things, but I sorted them out quickly. I couldn't miss saying goodbye to you; I knew somewhere along the line you would come back to kill me either way."

So, he broke up with her. And now I am just a rebound. Nope!

"I'd kill you before I left never mind after." 

I joked and tried to create some space between us but failed.

"Do you need me to pack the dishes back for you?"

"What? Oh nah, you don't have to."

"It's fine, I don't mind."

"Thanks."

"My pleasure."

I handed him the plates with a shy smile and directed him to where the different sized plates needed to go. After he got used to it, I turned and carried on with the rest of the dishes. I only had the cups and glasses to do which would be quick to wash.

I sighed deeply.

'I hate washing cups and glasses!'

PING!

I pulled out my phone to check my messages; hopefully it was someone I wanted to hear from. I doubted it, as he had other priorities where he was now. Other more important priorities... like her.

Private Number:

'You look absolutely delicious in black skinny jeans; it emphasizes the focus point of your ass, if you know what I mean. And that top needs to be ripped off right away! I'm sure that will happen soon enough though.

Enjoy the party.

-S'

'What the actual fuck!?'

I typed back a quick fuck you - even though I knew that it wouldn't go through - before anyone saw; my friends would definitely not like the idea of me being antisocial, not today.