"Hey Em," Sasha greeted me as we got into the car. "What's the deal? I had to leave the party an hour early."
"Devan broke up with me. I unfriended Quinn. The movie fucking sucked. Pick which explanation you like best." I began mentally thinking of ideas on what to text Devan.
"Oh, Em. I like to call that popularity."
I glared at her.
She sighed and started up the car. "I took some weed and a bong from the party. Want some?"
"You aren't high on weed, are you?" I asked nervously.
"Fuck no, just heroin." She began driving and Sarah screamed.
"Sarah, relax," I scoffed. "She's kidding. Right, Sasha? I don't like your silence. Are you on something right now? Should I take the wheel?"
Sasha laughed. "I could be on drunk off my ass and we'd all be safer with me driving instead of you. I'm not on heroin, relax. I'm not smart, but I'm not that much of an idiot. Besides, I knew I didn't have a ride back so I didn't drink or do drugs."
"What did you do the whole hour?"
She smirked. "You wouldn't want to know."
"Ew!" Sarah fake threw up.
"I am honestly concerned that she understands what we talk about."
"It's because we talk about it, dumb-ass. Okay, we're home. You never answered my question."
"Weed hasn't provided great experiences so far. No thank you." I got out of the car. "I'm surprised you didn't want to talk about Devan or Quinn."
She stopped smiling. "You obviously didn't want to talk about it. But when you are, I'll listen. You know where to find me."
I walked up into my room and began processing tonight's events. I began texting the boy who needed a big apology.
Me: Hey.
Quinn: Hey.
Me: I'm sorry about tonight. Nothing between Devan and I is your fault. I was just feeling emotional and I was pissed and I'm sorry.
Quinn: It's okay. I understand. So we're still friends?
Me: Totally if you still want to be.
Quinn: My answer to that will never be no.
I blushed, but caught myself and reminded myself I have a boyfriend to win back.
Me: Are you and Devan on speaking terms yet?
Quinn: Nah. I don't mind though. He's kind of a dick.
Me: Yeah I agree. Anyway, do you know how I can win him back?
Quinn: You just agreed that he is a dick. Now you want to date him again?
Me: Well, he was understandably angry!
Quinn: Just so you know, after the fight at the party, he kissed Rebecca.
Me: Oh...well to be fair he thought I was cheating on him!
Quinn: Em, you deserve so much better. Don't date him again, please.
Me: I'm going to bed.
YOU ARE READING
Loving My Hot Girl Summer
RomansSummer just started, and so does the relationship of Quinn Posh and Em Brooke. Quinn didn't really notice Em during the school year, but when he runs into her during the summer, he sees her in a new light. She wasn't the shy meek girl anymore, not w...
