Ghostface Deception

Movie Night

Tara had been staring out the window waiting for Amber.

She was eager to resolve their vibe. Especially with everything going on at home.

She had a plan.
Something to loosen Amber up.

Tara bounced out of the door as soon as Amber pulled up.

She smiled brightly at Amber as she climb into the passenger seat.

"Why are you so happy," Amber chuckled.

Tara unzipped her backpack and lifted a vodka bottle out.
She playfully wiggled her eyebrows at Amber.
Amber laughed as she dug her flask out of the console.

"Fill her up," she said handing it to Tara.

Tara took the flask and put it in between her thighs. She poured the vodka in, taking a shot before closing the cap.

Tara twisted her lips together.

Shaking her head, Tara asked, "Why does getting fucked up have to be so...gross?"

Amber kept her eyes on the road.
"Don't be a pussy, Carpenter."

"Fuck you," Tara laughed.

Tara straightened up and asked, "So why'd you get sent to the office today?"

Amber shrugged, "I raised my voice with Mrs. Rose, allegedly."

Tara frowned, "Why? Everything okay with you?"

Amber kept her eyes on the road.
"I wasn't feeling her bullshit today is all."

Tara nodded, "Oh...okay. Did I tell you I'm getting a job this summer?"

Amber laughed, "No. Why? Where?"

"Because your girl here is broke. In that little cafe on the square," Tara replied.

"Definitely coming in to make you serve me then."

"Only if you're a good tipper."

"Make it worth it for me."

There it was.
The power Tara had felt earlier with Wes.
But it was being used against her now.
She felt her cheeks reddened.

This...power was something Amber was good at.
Something she had begun to use on Tara frequently.

Tara wasn't entirely sure if it was flirting.
She had never witnessed Amber flirt with anyone.
And she was confused of the effect it had on her.

Maybe Amber just had this effect on everyone.

Tara played it off with a "fuck you."

Amber pulled into the twins' driveway.
She reached for her flask in between Tara's legs.
Tara stiffen at their sudden proximity.

Amber pulled back with the flask in hand. She quickly downed a swig.

"Ugh, you should've gotten whiskey. Ready," she asked arching her eyebrow.