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8. 𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝔂

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"the ways that you say my name have me                       runnin' and on"
||MR. LOVERMAN; RICKY MONTGOMERY||
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TW: MENTION OF CIGARETTES
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two long, boring days later, we're met with saturday night. the night of the party at buck's place.

it was 7:02 currently and the party began at 8:30. i planned on showing up to the party early though, just so i could guarantee myself a seat. there's no way i'm gonna be standing the entire time.

i just stepped out of the shower and had the towel wrapped around my waist. nobody was home, so i felt no need to be discreet. soda told me i could take a shower before he and steve went out somewhere.

i walked around the house with my moist hair dripping droplets of water onto my tanned chest. i decided to pick up the living room a little bit. it's the least i could do for being able to shower.

after doing so, i walked back to the laundry room and checked if my clothes were done drying. they weren't quite yet done. i sighed and defeatedly stomped back to the guest bedroom, which was basically my room.

i removed the towel from around my waist and used it to dry my hair. i roughly rubbed the towel against my head, creating knots in my hair. i then rushed to the bathroom with the towel and used sodapop's brush to brush out my hair. i dropped the towel at my side as i did so.

the sound of the brush pulling my hair was so loud, i didn't even hear the sound of the front door.

as i finished brushing my hair, with it still falling over my eyes, i could faintly see the person standing in the doorway.

dally.

"shit!" i whispered-yelled, grabbing the towel and holding it over my private areas, sparking laughter out of dallas.

"h-how long have you been standing there?" i asked, nervously.

"long enough." he cackled. i awkwardly giggled along with him.

oh my god.

dallas winston just saw me naked.

after his laughter died down, he proceeded to just stand there and stare at me. i awkwardly resituated the towel to be back around my waist.

"s-so...what're ya doin' now...?"

"i dunno, i ain't got nothin' to do really."

so that gives you a reason to stand there and stare at me...while i'm naked?

"oh uhm...okay! i'm just gonna squeeze by here right fast..." i said as i slipped by him and out of the bathroom. i had a death grip on the towel as i rubbed against him.

i quickly went to the laundry room and grabbed my clothes which were now finished drying. i proceed to re-enter my bedroom and shut the door behind me. i sat down on the bed and thought to myself for a moment.

damn.

he really knows how to give me butterflies.

no johnny, stop.

he might just be leading you on.

but, he might not be...

i shook my head and giggled before grabbing my undergarments and sliding them on. i did the same with my jeans and put on a black tee. i then put on the most important part; the denim jacket.

i exited the room to put my towel in the laundry basket and do my hair just how i like it. i decided to borrow some of soda's cologne just so i smelt good.

after leaving the bathroom, dallas was no where to be found.

now where the hell could that man have gone in the few minutes it took me in the bathroom?

i shrugged it off and searched the house for cigarettes. i got a little distracted at the dx the other day and forgot to get some. i guess that's just the effect that dal has on me.

i grabbed a slip of paper and wrote it addressed to soda.

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"could you pick me up some more cigs before you head to buck's? thanks!

                                                      -johnny
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i placed the pen and paper on his bed and made my way toward the front door. i turned the handle and started my way down the sidewalk toward buck's.

this is gonna be the night of my life.