"I can't do this, Joey!"
"Girl, puhleeaaasseee! I've seen you work that thing before and you killed it!"
"Because I was drunk and ... "
" High as hell, I know. But it don't matter. High or not, you're coming with me to the party. Lord knows we need a break from this mini-hell called school! And don't tell me you have nothing to wear because I saw that black, hawt LBD in your wardrobe and you better be ready by 8 or I'm gonna skin you! Byeeee!". And he walked out the door and slammed it shut.
The loud 'BANG!' of the door reverberated all around my apartment. I just stared at the door for the next 5 seconds before groaning out loud.
Joey had been pressuring me since the beginning of time to go let loose at a party. He was always going for parties yet he still did good in school.
How the hell does he do it??
I smiled as I remembered how we met..
It had been a long night of extreme partying (and grinding) and I'd wanted to pee so badly. Funny how when you need the toilets they get occupied by horny, wicked humans.
I had run outside, hoping to get a good spot in the bushes and do the deed faster than Flash. I'd zipped down my jeans, got down to business and stood up feeling like.... Ugh, you know that feeling!
Just as I was re-doing my zipper and everything, I'd seen a foot. It was a good-looking foot, really. But still a foot. Belonging to a person, probably a boy...
Yup, I'd screamed. And the owner of the foot screamed too. And just as I was about to bolt, I'd heard a loud "WAIT!".
I'd turned back to look at the foot-owner, who'd said solemnly..
"I saw everything".
My mouth dropped in horror.But then he'd laughed. Beautiful laughter, I might add.
"No, no, I meant your dancing and booty-popping"(he'd winked at this point) "not the whole peeing.... Although I saw a bit of that too....." (There was a grimace on his face).I'd been speechless. And he'd gone on and on about how I 'worked eet' and then he'd taken this really really deep breath and said sharply, "Be my best friend".
After a few moments of my brain trying to push through the effects of the alcohol and then re-booting, but failing epically, I'd managed a nod.
He'd grinned widely at this point and said he'd meet me the next day.
And that's what happened. And I'd never asked why he was bare-footed.
I took a deep sigh, and looked round my apartment. I was so lucky it was really close to UH. It was nice and everything, but a bit lonely. I mean, Joey came to stay with me sometimes so it wasn't completely lonely.
I worked at a food truck on campus, and I'd had a morning shift. I was so tired but I couldn't even think about sleeping. I was a really deep sleeper and I just didn't want Joey to skin me alive if I missed the party.
I know he'll do it. Best to go to the party to avoid injuries....
Nothing to do, I decided to go for a walk. H.ville(I'd discovered that locals frequently shortened Harcourtsville to H.ville) in the evenings looked really ethereal and beautiful due to the lights around.
I moved around the room, looking for my beanie. Ok no, the beanie I stole from Mandi. I was wearing a sleeveless top with the name of a band I didn't know on it, and a pair of leggings. I had on my faithful black converse so I was literally good to go. I picked up my headphones from the floor on my way to the door, and headed out.
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Genie In My Room
RandomKella is your normal awkward girl and social outcast. After high school, she felt ready to face the world.. Live on her own before going to college. It's been a year since she moved into Harcortsville. It's been a year since she'd been passing Greg...