“Look Evans, to start off don’t call me Danny. For 2 months I felt unwanted, Stacey left me as well and when I heard I was moving I’ll be honest with you. I was glad and it was natural for me, I never told anyone, I had no one to tell, not even classmates. You could’ve of slided me notes about what was going on or even saying hi would’ve done but you didn’t since I’m a nobody. You can chat bullshit to me but try not to do it with an explanation. You don’t even do tuition so the speech you gave earlier didn’t help. I don’t know whether to believe you or not.” With that I started walking away before Riley reached out and grabbed my arm; he spun me around so I was facing him once again.
“I do have tuition I never when I was with you but with all the extra time going to football, my grades was slipping. I don’t tell anyone about it and I make sure my tutor doesn’t, that’s why no one knows; only the team and they wouldn’t slip up. As for the notes, now you know why I couldn’t slide you any, I had to take notes on everything the bloody teacher says.” He explained, I pulled my arm away and ran towards Katelyn and Rick.
“Crawford, can you drop us to our house first I want to get changed?” I asked, he nodded and I gave him directions. We got there in 5 minutes,
“You can come in and grab something to drink before the party if you want,” I offered, he turned off the car and followed us inside.
“My parents would probably be in their offices, so you’ll only see Martha, our cook and Eli my younger brother.”
“You’ve got a massive house, like seriously the only other person with this kind of house is Brittany the Queen B**ch of our school and Anderson. We’re going to his place, his parents are going out of town just so he could have a party, and they’re really laid back. If we were going to lose, which we all knew wasn’t going to happen, the football team would be having a night round his so either way we had a house to ourselves.” He explained, lucky Anderson then.
“The kitchen’s down the hall on the left of the dining room, me and Kate are going to be upstairs getting ready, just call if you want anything yeah,” he nodded before we walked upstairs. I wasn’t going to go anything big, just a pair of jeans with a top would do so I went straight to Kate’s room.
“Hey I thought you might need some help,” I said when I got in her room,
“Thanks you’re amazing you know that,” I smiled at her and went straight to her built in cupboard, I pulled out black and white striped, sleeveless top with a rose on one shoulder and a necklace attached to it. A pair of light blue ripped skinny jeans, black heels with a black purse and a silver chunky bracelet. I went straight into my room with my outfit in my head and leaving my sister so she could change, I got out my white top with the British flag, black skinny jeans, royal blue converses and a leather bracelet. I grabbed my phone, keys, hair bubble and popped it into a white purse. After I was done getting changed, I pulled my hair out of a bun, combed it and left it out. I applied sum mascara, blusher and eyeliner, with that I went to Kate’s room, but she wasn’t there. Guess she was downstairs.
We were now at the party, you could smell alcohol everywhere, like literally. I can drink but that’s when I want to, today was a long day so I might as well but when going into school tomorrow these lots would have a massive migraine.
“Hey, wouldn’t everyone get a migraine for school tomorrow?” I pointed out to Crawford, he shook his head,
“Naah, we got half day and start late, they knew we would have a party but just not drinking part. They think we stay too late so we’re proper tired and let us off, making us start at 11:30. You want anything?” I shrugged and asked for a beer for now, I’d never let Kate drink, so I might of drank when I was her age but I have to look after her, we just started today can’t get her pregnant on the first day of school. It was a normal high school party to be honest; we had music, an open bar, swimming pool in the back yard and people groping each other on the stairs. I remember, drinking a whole bottle of beer and meeting the guys.
