"Bailey!" I hear that same male voice call me name; I turn to face him but this time I can recognize him. "Drew, where have you been?" I sass him and he give me a to die for smirk. "I was fixing something up for you.-" he pauses. "Do you remember the other night when you were talking about how your special night would be?" No he didn't. "Yeah, I remember." He intertwines our fingers and pulls me out the door. "Drew, where are you taking?" He looks back and smiles wide; "Somewhere special."
I abruptly shot out of bed, the dream still fresh in my mind and Olives music coming from the kitchen. "Olive! What the holy hell are you doing at ten in the morning on a Sunday?!" I yell, which doesn't help my raging headache. I get no response so I get up, brush my teeth and go to see what in the world she is doing? "Ollie." I extend the e. "What are you doing with that much noise?" Then she pops into the hall and startles me; "Gooooooodmorning Bay. We have a big day today so I think you should shower and find a cute outfit like you always do while I do the same." While talking she shoves me back into my room, where I am left confused about her up beat mood.
I did as I was told and picked out something casual, then hurried out to see what is making today special. I walk into her room to find her putting her boots on; "So what are we doing today?" She was caught off guard by my sudden appearance. "Oh hey, well I got a call this morning. I bet you can't guess who." She wiggled her eyebrows at me. "I don't know." She just kind of gave me that 'really bitch really' look. "It was Bec and he invited us to come with him to the dock his dad owns. There will be other people there but no more than twenty people." I am surprised about how calm she is acting that he called her. "Oh okay. Since when have you and Bec been such great friends?" I am trying to use that suggestive look but she just blows it off like nothing. "I don't know but he is picking us up in twenty because they want our help cleaning up." Oh so now I am a maid. Great.
We arrived about an hour later, it was only us and Bec until a that car pulls up again and I am already regretting coming here. Bec gets up and goes to greet Drew and two more people, the one is a guy, who looks about Becs age. He looks about 5'6-5'7, definitely rocking the quif and has one hell of a good style. The other is a girl; a short girl, she kind of looks like Drew but her hair is a light pastel pink and has the perfect outfit with a galaxy Nirvana shirt, shorts with light rainbow suspenders, and cotton candy cloud vans. Olive and I continue to dangle our feet in the water while they make their way over here.
The girl takes her shoes off and joins us, she plops down beside me; "Hello, my name is Harley. Harley Kent, I am Drew's half sister we have the same mom." She is friendly. "Hey there. I am Bailey Anderson and this is Olive Banks. We just moved here for college." "Well it is early in the semester so it is time to party." She smiles while piles of cars pull up.
Hours later there is a least a hundred people here, the music is blasting and alcohol is roaming. Olive is about half wasted, Harley is dancing like a manic and I am just sitting back watching the choas. I hear someone walk up behind me, "Hey." I turn to see some random guy. "Hello, who are you?" He kind of just tilts his head, "Oh sorry, that was rude. Here sit and tell me your name." I correct myself. He chuckles and sits. "Okay well my name is Damien Smith. What's yours?" He seems sweet. "I'm Bailey Anderson, what are you doing wondering off from the party?" He looks over; "I was just about to ask you the same thing." Ughh. "Well first this isn't really my scene and second I am babysitting my friends. Now you go." He blushes. "I -I was just .. um I wanted to come meet you .." He looks down at the water, we are silent for a moment until I speak up. "There isn't much to meet, I am kind of boring." I laugh and look over at him. He smiles, "Wanna go for a walk? Away from here." Fuck, "My friends might need-" I was cut off by his lips crashing into mine and I didn't stop him. Then all of the sudden he pulls away, I open my eyes but he didn't pull away, someone pulled him away. I look up to see the guy, "Andrew?"
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Brisk Inflation
Romantik"The time has come, the last time this will be my room. I look at it one last time, turn the light off and join Olive outside where she is pestering my brothers . . . This is my next step on my own." Bailey Anderson from the eastern panhandle of Wes...
