Despite the clear lack of memory I've had regarding the past 12 hours, I recalled almost everything on my exam, which makes me feel just a tiny bit better.
Once I get my results back I can finally put the thought of academics to the side and focus on Ryder's and my beautiful friend group.
The excitement I have for endless beach days and dinner nights at Nate's is untamable, and spending more time with Jack, just don't tell him I said that. His ego is way too big to hear those words come from my mouth.
I toss my tote bag in the backseat, letting it sit beside a plethora of items that have been living in here for weeks. Bottles of sunscreen, bikini tops, tens of receipts, and an unopened bag of jalapeño chips that I proudly choose to ignore as I hop in the car.
Closing my door, my eyes swiftly scan past my dashboard, causing me to do a quick double take. "No effing way." I cuss under my breath. "14 miles left, are you kidding."
It's clear Mac DeMarco's voice masked the notification sound for my low fuel on the way to school, so I can't say it was for a bad cause.
I quickly pull out my phone, and call the only responsible enough person in my life to help me out of this situation.
Nate Palmer.
"Hey, Golden girl, Everything okay?" He asks, answering within the first ring. I stuff a few chips in my mouth before replying, regretting that the second I do because a small piece gets stuck in my throat.
"No. No not really. I need you to come pick me up." I reply, my voice raspy from preventing a cough. Before I can continue, the line ends and I'm left with a chip stuck in my throat and no damn gas.
I scan my back seat for water, and feel my phone buzz in my lap. Was kind of hoping it was a text from Nate, something like, "Hey sorry, phone died, what's going on?" But nope, just a cutesy little text from my best friend. Which I'd take over any boy
1 Message: Sophie girl
Sophie girl : sex god JUST got to Palmer's a few mins ago! he was all like 'where's the love of my life?' throwing shit across the room AND EVERYTHING LOL
Me : stop watching trash tv, Dyl!!!! we all know that only happens in your shows :) just got done with finals btw.
Sophie girl : THANK GOD. i'm going INSANE. the boys are holding me captive in the living room. SOS.
Sophie girl : SOS AGAIN!! sex god literally just DASHED through the house and towards the driveway ! WTF is going on?
Sophie girl : TRIPLE SOS i'm being tossed over your brother's shoulder and thrown into the back seat of Caden's truck with the rest of the boys. CARE TO EXPLAIN?
Me : OH. MY. GOSH. Nate didn't let me finish the phone call,, i have no gas so i called for a ride LOL
Sophie girl : HAHAHAHA i can'ttt. should i tell them or???
Me : no :) it can be payback for hanging up on me and jumping to conclusions.
Sophie girl : oh ONE HUNDRED percent!! leave it to guys to be the BEST at that sport.
I giggle at Soph's text and as if it was perfect timing, I hear Jack's bike echo in the parking lot. Excitement bubbles through my stomach as I pop open my sun roof and prop myself up to see him.
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