Warped

Chapter 9

"Let's go get breakfast!" Damon yelled. "Let's not." Olivia groaned. "Let's." Johnnie protested. "I'm hungover you asshole." She said to no one specifically. "That's your fault." I joked. "I didn't know it was fucking alcoholic tea!" Olivia yelled. "Shit sorry." I drew back. "Sorry I'm just not in a good mood." She apologized. "It's okay." I said with a raised eye brow. "Abby do you wanna go to putt putt with me?" Johnnie asked. "No." I said joking but I sounded 100% serious. "I'm joking, yes." I said with a laugh. I left to get ready and was done in ten minutes. I put on a little make up and threw my hair in a messy bun on top of my head. I wore a Green Day shirt and ripped shorts. "Ready?" He asked when I walked out. "Yes." I responded. We got in the car and he drove.
"You fucking suck at this." I joked as Johnnie tried for the eighth time to get the ball in the hole. "Shhhhh." He hissed. I laughed as he missed again. "This is literally the first one. It's the easiest." I giggled. "I need Olivia's Satan power right now." He joked. He picked up the ball and places it in the hole. "You cheated! Cheater over here everyone!" I announced. He laughed and pulled out his phone. He asked me to take a picture with him and I did. It was my turn and I got it in on the second putt. "What the hell?" He asked himself. "Ask Olivia." I joked. He realized what I meant and laughed. We went to the next hole and it took him seven tries. It took me three. "Don't consider golfing." I joked as we approached the third one. He got it in eight tries. "Hole in one!" I shouted when it took my one try. He walked over and high fived me. He locked his hand with mine and kissed me. "Good job." He whispered and went the next failed attempt to putt putt. When we were done we went to Chick-Fil-A. We sat down and ate. We spent at least thirty minutes laughing at a five year old girl with a weave.
When we pulled back up we sat in the car for a second. "We should all go to that club again tonight." Johnnie suggested. "Maybe a different one?" I asked in a laugh. "Yeaaa." He agreed with a grin. "I had fun today." He added. "Me too." I said with a smile. "You are so beautiful." He said out of nowhere. I blushed and turned away. He turned my face toward his with his hand and kissed me. He pulled me over to his seat. He struggled so I laughed. I got over myself and put my legs over him so I sitting in his lap. We started to make out. His fingers traced my spin sending shivers down my back. After ten minutes I moved somehow and accidentally honked the horn with my ass. We both dissolved in laughter. We got out and walked to everyone else. "Who was honking?" Jordan asked. "My ass." I whispered and Johnnie laughed. "What?" He asked. "Nothing." I giggled. "Okay...?" Jordan said awkwardly. "Where is Olivia?" I asked. "In the bathroom." Damon answered. "While I have to go too. She's taking forever." Bryan squirmed. "Five bucks says she's on her phone." I said which I already knew she was. "She is she just liked my picture on Instagram." Johnnie said with a laugh. "Shit Olivia get up!" Bryan yelled. "Yes?" She asked innocently as she stepped out. "Move!" Bryan yelled and pushed her out of his way. Olivia winked at us all and went to sit on the couch. I followed her. "Let's go to a club tonight." Johnnie said excitedly. "Tomorrow. Please." Olivia begged. "That's okay." Johnnie said and jumped beside me. We turned on The Duff.
When the movie went off Bryan snuck up behind a sleeping Damon and blew an air horn. He jumped up and screamed. "Mother Fuck!" Damon yelled. We all laughed. Damon ran in the kitchen and grabbed a can of spray cheese and sprayed Bryan. He missed once and hit Johnnie so of course he and Jordan got up and got the whipped cream. Soon the living room was a mess. Then they got the idea to turn on Olivia and I. Olivia and I threw pillows until we got away to the kitchen to get some axe Damon bought as a joke. We soon had them at our mercy. "Die bitches!" Olivia yelled. "Who's your Satan know?" She tells again. Bryan laughed before speaking. "Still you."