Game On {1}

Chapter 5

"I'm so sorry Ducky. I promise I'll make it up to you next Saturday."

And with that, Gemma was out the door and off to work. Saturday was Evanee's favorite day of the week because she would spend that day with her aunt, the only person she could tolerate with the exception of Evan. But today was not an off day. Gemma had gotten an urgent call from one of her employees and had to leave for the night. What type of interior decorator had to go to work at night?

This left Evanee hopelessly bored on a Saturday night, eating mashed potatoes and watching anime. It was just another night added to the collection of disappointing nights she's ever experienced. That was until the blaring music across the street had interrupted her show. It was only seven, leaving Evanee to wonder why the party was already starting. Of course she had heard about Evan's party and she also knew that it didn't start until nine. Like Evan had done the day previous, she had decided to visit out of curiosity.

Being a person who didn't take a liking to most people, she didn't plan on staying, but the event did seem interest her. In her seventeen years of life, Evanee hadn't attended one party unless she counted her aunt's parties for her work. She quickly crossed the street, the cold breeze forcing her to walk faster. Inside the large house, Evan and his close friends were having a few drinks and talking. A loud knock at the door interrupted their ongoing discussion about dancing lobsters in top hats. Being the host, Evan had answered the door and was fairly surprised to see his neighbor standing outside his door in pajama shorts and a white tee shirt.

"Ducky? What are you doing here? Where's Gemma?"

Before Evanee could answer, someone else had appeared behind Evan. "Ducky? Isn't this the girl who insulted you the other day?" Jonathan cut in, staring at the two. Hearing Evan's thoughts on her the day prior, she was the last person he expected to show up at the door, especially two hours before the actual party. "Not to be rude, but what's she doing here?"

Evanee had rushed into the house because of the cold air outside and turned to face Jonathan. "I live across the street and I was just wondering why there was music when the party starts later." Then she turned to Evan. "Something happened at work and Gemma had to leave, so what are you guys doing here?"

The thought of his friends staring at her in short shorts crossed Evan's mind. "Why don't I explain upstairs?" The girl nodded slowly and followed Evan upstairs, leaving Evan's three friends to continue their conversation. Evan's house was the same size as hers, but it was fairly plain. His room was painted light beige with random posters hung around and a computer setup across his bed, along with a small dresser by his bed.

Evan was rummaging through his clothes to find a shirt and pants for Evanee. "So why am I here? If you're planning to rape me, Gemma is on speed dial and she's not afraid to cut a bitch."

This earned a chuckle from Evan. "I don't doubt it. It's a bit cold so I assume you wouldn't want to stay in those and there are three guys downstairs."

After three minutes of throwing clothes around and Evanee attempting to do the worm on Evan's bed, Evan had found gray sweatpants and a baggy tee shirt for her. Needing her privacy, Evanee kicked Evan out of his own room to change and headed downstairs once she was done.

"Did you and Evan have a quickie upstairs? Cause I'm pretty sure you two were up there less than ten minutes," Tyler said, making the three erupt in laughter.

Evanee could understand his mistake. She was, in fact, wearing Evan's clothes which were much too loose on her. It was only then that she realized the gigantic cat head on the front side of her shirt. If she had the chance to, she was definitely keeping it.