Loser Lessons

A Party, A Friend, And A Huge Mess To Clean Up

A Party, A Friend, And A Huge Mess To Clean Up

I locked my door, triple checking it, before going back downstairs. All the rooms in the basement were open except for my theatre room. There was no way I was letting a bunch of wasted teenagers go in there and puke in my popcorn machine, or wreck my projector screen... nuh uh. Not happening.

I stepped into one of the rooms and found Taryn again, but this time with Lisa, Carter, Martin, a few other guys and a bunch of girls that I knew from school. "Annie!" they cheered.

"Hey," I nodded, sitting beside Carter in the circle, glaring at Taryn but not wanting to make a big scene. They were passing around a cup of who knows what, each taking a drink even though I'm sure they were already intoxicated enough. When the cup came to me I took a large gulp of it, feeling it burn all the way down. "Geez," I muttered, passing the cup to Martin on the other side of me. "What the heck is in that?"

"Who knows!" Martin laughed, and then the whole room laughed with him like it was the funniest joke in the world.

"Okay, okay," Leanne, one of the cheerleaders from our school, giggled as she settled down. "Next question!" she swayed a bit, almost falling over even though she was sitting down. "Who was the biggest loser you ever dated?"

Multiple groans erupted from the group as each person remembered that special someone. "This girl I dated a couple years ago," one guy started. "She had these big dorky glasses and braces..."

"Why would you go for her man?" another guy laughed.

The first guy visibly blushed before stuttering over himself, "She was... we were... she had a hot body," he finished before stealing the cup out of Carter's hand and taking a long drink out of it.

There was obviously something more to that story....

"Next," he shouted angrily, getting the attention off of himself.

When no one answered, Leanne piped in again. "I bet I know Annie's...." she paused for dramatic effect before slowly saying, "Carson Davis."

I just stared at her, ignoring the laughter of everyone else. "We weren't dating."

"Pssh, sure," one of the other guys chuckled. "You two were like this," he crossed his fingers.

I rolled my eyes, but before I could say anything to change the subject another guy, nicknamed Tank, said, "He's too much of a freak to date Annie, you guys." They all agreed with that so he continued, "I mean after he tried to kill himself two years ago, everyone realized how mental he was."

They all, of course, agreed with that too, but I was frozen. "What?" I gaped, my heart was pounding in my ears and it felt like my stomach had dropped ten feet. "C-Carson tried to... kill himself?"

"Yeah," Tank raised an eyebrow, looking at me like it was old news, which it probably was for them. "He never told you?"

"His sister found him," one of the girls, Ashley, said quietly. She met my eye and sent me a sympathetic, knowing, look.

I gulped, my vision going slightly blurry now.

Mia?

"What a loser!" some guy who must have just walked in shouted, "He couldn't even do it right!"

That did it.

I was up of the ground and in his face in less than a second. He backed up in a panic and hit the wall, which I shoved him up against again. Grabbing two fistfuls of his shirt I glared up at him, my vision going red. "Are you kidding me?" I hissed, so angry I could spit in his face. "Who do you think you are? How dare you talk about anyone like that! Do you know how freaking serious something like this is?"