Babe.

39.

Blanca. 

"Wait up!" Someone called as we walked down the path from Helly's house. 

I turned around to see Kya and Emmanuel run after me, "what's up?" 

Grabbing me my both the shoulders Kya shot me an urgent look, "this is not how tonight is going to end, you can't let him win like that. Now I'm not saying you should go back to Helly's because that's a fairly bad idea but that doesn't mean we can't still have fun." 

I pursed my lips, "what did you have in mind Ky?" 

She grinned, "I was hoping you'd say that!" Kya pulled a full bottle of vodka out of her hand bag, "first of all this and second of all the mini golf park just changed it's hours, it's open twenty four seven! Alcohol, neon lights and competition, how can anyone say no to that?" 

I couldn't help smiling because that actually did sound like a lot of fun, "well no need to twist my arm," I replied dramatically, "let's do it!" 

"YAY!"  My friend yelled jumping up and down happily, "now come on! We have some mini golf to win." 

Grabbing Benny's hand so that he wouldn't get left behind I let Kya drag me down the road at top speed, luckily for us the golf place was only twenty minutes down the road from here. When we got there were geared up quckly before running onto the course, luckily there weren't too many people so we had a free rein. 

"Blanca and I will play against you two," Kya told the boys grinning devilishly, "the rules are as follows, for every hit it takes you to get the ball into the hole you and your team mate have to take a shot." 

Emmanuel frowned, "we're all suck at this game we're going to get off our tits drunk." 

"That's kind of the point baby," she teased him amused, "and because you're gentlemen Blanca and I get to start." 

My brother was too busy gaping at her to answer, taking his silence as compliance my bubbly friend grabbed her club and ball and started playing. Missing horrendously she clapped her hands together and pulled two little glasses and the bottle out of her bag, Kya poured one for herself and one for me before handing me her glass. We clinked them together, "bottoms up." 

When she tried again it went into the hole, and then it was my turn, unsurprisngly I missed as well. Emmanuel hadn' t been lying when he'd said we sucked, there was no one worse at this game than us but that was what made it so fun. He was also right when he said we'd get wasted because by the time we'd reached the third obstacle my head had started to spin. 

Laughing when Benny's ball flew miles away from the hole he'd been aiming for I sat down on the course, "that was spectacularly horrible." 

He snorted, "that's rich coming from you Blanca, correct me if I'm wrong but didn't we just spend twenty minutes searching through the bushes for your ball?" 

I made a face at him as he sat down next to me, "it was fifteen." 

Benny turned to look at Kya and my brother who were wrestling on the ground over who got custody over the 'lucky ball' that my brother had hidden in his fist. "Sometimes I think someone should just push their heads together and make the kiss, it might go faster." 

"Probably," I agreed amused, "but I think Emmanuel might just murder me if I did." 

"Please he'd be too busy with his tongue down her throat to bother," Benny replied grinning. 

"Fair point." 

We both startled when Kya let out a loud whoop, "I have it!" She shouted exitedly holding up the golf ball in victory.