Brisk Inflation

Chapter Four

       Saturday morning I hear a buzzing and noise coming from my phone, I swear I didn't set an alarm. "Hello," I yawn

        "Hey Bay. It's Bec could I come to your place today, around one?" Bec says from the other end, I lift my phone to look at the time which reads 10:56. I place my phone to my cheek again; "Yeah sure. Text me so I can let you in." I can hear his smirk from the other end. "Okay you are the bestest Bay." "You know it, now go so I can get up. Bye." I say being sarcastic. "Okay then grumpy, bye." his laugh disappears when we hang up.

       I rush my shower to rinse my body and laugher my hair for the day ahead. I walk down the hallway to notice Olive's door open and her light snores float in the air as I pass her room.

      My short morning breezes by with coffee and binge watching Awkward; the pounding on the door snapped my eyes from the television screen. I glance at my phone that now has many missed calls and texts, and is now reading 1:09. "Sorry Bec!" I yell towards the door. I rush to the door where Bec stands with a figure standing behind him leaning against the wall.

       "Just hurry." The figure says as Bec and I enter my flat. "Who is he?" I blurt the words with out thinking twice. "Oh yeah, sorry about him. That's one of the guys from the house that apparently had nothing better to do than tag along but I am here to ask you and your friend Olive if you would like to join me at the frat house for the first party of the semester." 

       He seems kind but I haven't been much into the parties like Olive and some of her high school friends. "I don't really know; it's not really my kind of scene.." I say not sure what would be a good way to decline.

       "Come on Bay. It will be fun and I won't drink so I can drive you home if you want." He begs. "Okay but I want to be home by one if not midnight. But I don't know about Olive." I am defeated, wait alcohol? God my night will be filled with a drunken best friend and loud music; sadly I am far to used to the scene. 

       "I am pretty sure she will be fine with it but I will be here to pick you up at eight. Drew out there has me rushing around or I would hang around." He seems nervous mentioning his friend whom is just sitting outside of my flat. "It's okay. See you soon." I say making my way to the door. "Sure will." Bec says before I shut the door with a smile.

       It is now six o'clock, I already have my outfit laid out for this evening and Olive is dancing around in her room blasting music while I make her favorite food, chicken tacos. The pan sizzles for about 5 more minutes; "Olive! It's done!" I scream down the hallway. 

       She runs up hugs me, says thank you and continues to the food. "I'm going to hop in the shower, be out in twenty" I tell her. My own bathroom, I still can't get over it, I love her parents but they probably won't like what Olive and I are doing tonight. 

       I start the shower, put music on because I like music when I'm in the shower. Olive complains because I sing to loud but she does the same thing. Lost Boy by Ruth B plays and I sing along, my shampoo smells like citrus and I love it. I hear Olive outside my door singing along; ". . . tinker bell, Wendy Darling, even Captain Hook you are my perfect storybook. . .; BAY HURRY UP! It's seven thirty!" She shouts from the other side. "Okay. Getting dressed now." I tell her.

       I blow dry my hair, give it loose curls and look at my outfit one last time. It's a lilac tank top, a tan cardigan and blue jeans, I am simple but it's what I like. I apply light mascara and open the door to get my high-top converse and find Olive. 

       I text Bec; Hey I am ready and waiting. :) 

       Seconds later he texts back; On my way, be there in five. I'll be in Drew's car, it's a dark blue '69 Mustang with white stripes. 

       I reply; Okay. Maybe him and I will get along then. 

       I pull my shoes on, grab my phone and Olive to head down to the lobby. She is wearing cut off shorts and a camouflage Ford hoodie; typical Olive. 

       My phone vibrates; I'm here. Far side of the street. 

       I go outside and see on of the most beautiful things ever. "Oh my god, Bay look at it. It's gorgeous. I think I it's a big block V8." Olive is clearly in shock but I try to keep it cool instead of running and hugging the hood.

       "Yes Ollie I know but calm down. Bec has something a couple years newer so the next time he comes by you can droul on it but not now." She giggles; "Okay. Promise?" "Promise." 

       We make our way to the car and keep from passing out when the driver starts it up. Bec steps out; "Good evening ladies" and lets us in the back. I get the seat behind Bec with a clear view of the boy driving. 

       I can't help but stare at him. He looks so broken but strong enough to hide it. "This is Drew. Drew this is Olive and Bailey." Bec introduces us. "Isn't Bailey a plant or some shit." Bec punches his arm. I am offended, it's not like I picked it out. Why did he pick my name? Olive is a better target but she is prettier than me so he probably likes her; all the boys do.

       We walk into the place with drunks falling around and music blaring. Bec and Drew wonder off leaving Olive and I in the kitchen; she grabs two drinks and I shake my head. 

       "Come on it's our first college party; drink some." She eggs me on. "Fine but only one" I sternly say.  

       An hour later I am downing my third drink and dancing with Olive, damn I get drunk to easy. I see that kid who drove us here and I stumble toward him; "Heyyy you." 

       This is fun until he replys "What the hell, have you done?" "Nooo thing, I had a drink or three." He seems completely sober. "Oh god. BEC!!" He screams. "Shhh. Don't be so loud it hurts." I feel hands cradle me and place me on a couch, I look up and see Bec come back with Olive who can still walk herself here. 

       She sits on the other end and two random boys sit between us. I hear someone say truth or dare but I can't comprehend. "Okay, I'll play." I raise my hand. People around me are laughing and whispering things to one another, it goes in a circle.

      Seven people later it is my turn and the girl on Drew's lap says something to him; "Truth or Dare?" he asks me; "Truth." I hear a few 'sissy's' and other names but I ignore it. I always start with truth then go to dare. "Is it true that . . you have never been with anyone?" my face flushes instantly and I now hate this game. "Dude that's personal. Come on Bay. I'm taking you and Olive home." Bec stands up to help me and we leave.

       I am more sober now; "Thank you" I say as I get to the door of the apartment. Bec has Olive and lays her on the bed before leaving. "I'm sorry about Drew and Bella. They are trouble." "Who is he?" I say and regret it. "I didn't mean it like that." He stops me mid-sentence; "It's fine. He is Andrew Dutton; no ones knows his story and no one ever will. Let's leave it at that." He winks and shuts the door. Only if Bec knew me he wouldn't say that around me. Now I must talk to him; which might not be the best idea.