Never in theater star Bria Walkers life did she think her senior year she'd become friends with one of her twin sister, Bailey Walkers, friends. Especially basketball star Nathaniel Evans, but when he wonders into her room during a party something...
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I can't find Bria.
After she went off with Bailey I decided to run inside and take a quick piss, hopefully making it back before they were done. Somehow, word got around I showed up with "Baileys sister" and I had some buddies stop me in the hallway asking about it.
"So you're not just trying to tap?" Bryan, a lineman on the football team asks me.
I stare at him with a blank face before shaking my head no with a sigh. He's drunk enough to where I can leave mid conversation so I find a way to cut him off mid sentence before hustling to the bathroom.
I forgot how stressful parties make me, especially when I'm sober. After I peed I washed my hands and looked at myself in the mirror. My mom used to say me she could tell when I was stressed because I would always stand up a little straighter than normal and I smiled a lot less.
Looking at the mirror now I force myself to slouch and curve my mouth into a small smile before taking a deep breath. One thing I've noticed about Bria is the amount of stress she gets. When we walked into here tonight I could practically feel it radiating off of her as she tried to contain it, but once she had a couple drinks in she managed to control it better.
I haven't noticed how well I've handled it around her until right now, thinking about it I might have it the least when I'm around her. The second she left my side my breathing messed up and got all funky.
Seeing my reflection one more time I open the door and walk out, convincing myself I'm fine. When I'm back outside I see Nick, the reason I came, standing my the pong table with our friend JD and his girlfriend Maddie. Nick makes eye contact with me and I see him excuse himself from their conversation and make his way towards me.
"You good Nate? You look like you just threw up." Nick raises an eyebrow at me.
"What? No I'm fine, have you seen Bria?" I ask, looking over his shoulder. This time he eyes me again but even wider before I see him smiling. "You brought your tutor here?" He laughs.
"She's my friend too asshole, have you seen her yes or no." I bluntly say.
"I think I saw her with some dude?" He looks around with me. "Oh yeah that dude that's in the band, you hate him!"
"Grant." I say to him.
"Yes him!" He announces.
This is great. Bria is drunk and off with the asshole that plays the guitar and no where to be seen. I feel my palms start to sweat as my shoulders begin to stand up straight. Just when things couldn't go worse I feel a light tap on my shoulder.
Amelia, I think, who's in my Math class is standing behind me. "Hey Nathan." She says.
"Hey Amelia what's up." I say in a long breath hoping that's actually her name.
"Bria said she was here with you." She tells me.
"Yeah supposed to be, have you seen her?" I respond and I look over her head.
She looks around then back at me, "She came up to me and my friend Gianna and didn't look too good and said she was gonna go look for you but then Grant came and said he'd take care of her. Gianna went outside to find her boyfriend but texted me she ran into Bria instead." Amelia quickly says like she's terrified of me.
"Oh." I responded. I look over to see Nick practically drooling over her before he asks if she saw where Bria went. Amelia then looks at Nick only and tells him they went off somewhere towards the gate like they were leaving. Now my palms are almost dripping.
I thank Amelia and walk off towards the back gate, leaving Nick to flirt with her by himself. I pass a couple of familiar faces as I walk out but none of them are Bria. As I'm about to get outside the gate I see Grant fucking Moore walking back inside with his hands in his pockets with a dead look on his face as he walks in.
"Where's Bria?" I stop him. He looks at me and grins.
"She's back there talking to some girl." He nods his head to the front yard. He then steps around me and begins to walk back into the party, "Hey Nate." I hear him say so I turn around and look at him.
"Tell her to text me if she wants to go again." The asshole says to me as he walks backwards.
"The fuck did you just say to me?" I step closer to him but he continues to back up. I feel my body begin to stiffen as I get closer.
"Nothing man." He smirks at me again. This time as I get closer he steps closer too and I can smell the alcohol in his breath.
"Say it again." I dare him.
"I'm not trying to pick a fight." He puts his hands up, "just let your girl know if she wants better dick then yours she just needs to ask and we can go again."
I don't remember what happens after that. My fist swung. Something definitely popped or cracked or broke. Grant swung back and next thing I know we're on the ground. A couple more punches are thrown before I feel someone yank me off of him.
My vision blurs and I see the blood on my knuckles as I look down at them. Two guys are pulling me back and two guys are helping Grant get up. My right eye hurts like a bitch but I can see the group of people surrounding us. One of the guys, which happens to be Nick, let's go of me before yelling at the crowd. "Everybody get the fuck out and go home!"
Bryan who happened to be the other guy holding me back pulls me through the crowd and into Nicks house before throwing me onto a couch in the game room. "I need to get Bria." I try to stand up but Bryan shoves me back down. I look up at him and see him staring down at me.
"Nicks getting her." He tells me then sits next to me on the couch.
A couple minutes later Nicks walks in with his arm around Brias waist. He guides her to the couch and sits her next to me. "You look like shit" Nick says. He looks a lot more sober than the last time I saw him that's for sure.
Jamie then walks in and tells Nick everyone has left and he's going to head home now and Bryan decides he's going to leave too. I look over at Bria and see her laying down now with her eyes closed.
"Get up." Nick says to me before he gets up and walks into the kitchen. "What the fuck was that." He angrily asks me as he reaches and grabs an ice pack out of his freezer.
"Grants an asshole." I mumble.
"You haven't been in a fight since 7th grade." He reminds me.
"He said some shit about Bria I didn't fuck with that's it."
"So you punched the fucker?" Nick raises his voice. "We have championships in a couple of weeks. If that gets back to coach you just risked the whole team."
"I know." I look down. We both go silent now until he sighs.
"I talked to the girl Bria was with. She walked out on Bria and Grant making out and interrupted. Grant got all pissed off and then apparently Bria started to get nauseous so Grant just left. After that Bria started to throw up, she has no idea you and Grant fought." Nick tells me.
Bria kissed Grant.
That's all I manage to hear from that story because the rest becomes a blur. I turn around to wash my hands in the sink to change my mind but it only manages to make it worse. I can hear my heart beating in my chest throughout my head and my vision is blurring again. Nick comes up behind me and turns the water off. I turn my head and look at him as I try to control my breathing.
"Nate just go sleep next to Bria." He tells me. I nod my head and walk back into the game room and sit next to Bria who is definitely asleep now. I hear nick go off to I'm guessing his room, leaving me and Bria on the couch. I grab the blanket that's folded over the arm rest and put it over her before laying down on the other side and dozing off myself.
