The Calling

Weston

Logan and Chris are fucking dead when I catch them. I felt so bad because of Kennedy's face when that guy came up and called her our Baseball Annie, I don't even think she knows what it meant. I would like it to stay that way. The moment it slipped out of that guy's mouth we all looked to Chris and Logan who ran off running and snickering to themselves. I told her I would talk about it with her later and when I asked Matt about it he said he just got word that Logan and Chris told some people about Kennedy moving in. They went and told people she was our Annie alright, and Kennedy is not dumb either I see the way shes reacting to all these girls staring at her.

Now that Matt has got some drinks in him, I can tell he is trying to fuck with me to see how I would react. First, he wants to walk Kennedy inside, then he's swooping her legs over his on the couch. I could tell Kennedy didn't like it though, almost right after we sat down and I gave the "drink" to her, she swooped her legs right off of him. I sat on the couch opposite them and I couldn't help but drift my eyes to her. I know she caught on to me staring because she would hold eye contact with me until I would have to look away.

She does it so innocently too, like she doesn't even realize the hold her eye contact does to me. I was ready for this game I know it's super sexual as well so maybe I can learn some more about her.

The questions started easy and innocent, and I saw Kennedy take a couple of drinks but then it started to get more sexual. "Never have I ever given head?" I looked over at Kennedy whose eyes were scanning everyone else drinking before she landed on mine and hurriedly put her drink to her mouth. She looked nervous, she was lying. She never gave anybody head? Okay, I guess that's not unusual.

A couple more questions spiraled and each time she looked around the room to see if anyone was drinking or she would look at me. If I drank or majority drank she fastly pulled the cup to her lips. "Never have I ever had sex?" Everyone laughed at the person who asked this question because, after the questions we've been doing, it's quite late for that one. But this time Kennedy didn't bother looking at anyone before downing the rest of her juice. Afterward, though she lifted her head and looked over at me before looking away quickly.

She was weird like she was lying. Has she never had sex before? I know she had one boyfriend at least but look at her. She's beautiful there's no way she hasn't been with a lot of guys.

When the game got over Kennedy looked nervous still and I caught her trying to sneak past everybody to the front door. Before she could get out I stopped and grabbed her hand, "Where are you sneaking off to now Kenny?" She looked surprised I caught her, "Eh, I'm gonna go back to the house, I got to finish putting things away in my room, figure out what to wear tomorrow to go on my school tour, and I need to get my manuscripts all together. I-" I cut her off before she could finish, "Kennedy your rambling again, whats wrong?"

She put her head down, "Nothing I'm just wanting to get out of here, don't worry I can walk back or see if I can get an Uber." No way in hell am I letting her walk back, I don't want to be here either.

"Come on let's go, I want to leave too," I was still holding her hand and started directing her out the door. Before we got in the truck I sent a text letting them know I was leaving and to find a ride home. "Weston, If you want to stay you can I can find a ride. I don't want to ruin your night." She thinks I don't want to go with her and was doing it out of pity.

"Kennedy honestly I'm tired of these parties sometimes, I want to go home and this can be another time for us to hang out again," She nodded, turning red again. I opened the door for her and sooner than later we were a couple of minutes from the house. Our drive was silent but not an uncomfortable one. I caught her looking out the windows for a bit whenever we passed something colorful.