I throw myself into my bed after a long, crazy night. I felt for once in my life that I had something worth trying for. I felt like James was the one, but all these rumors about him? What if they hindered our relationship. How would I do this? Eventually, my thoughts leave me and let me sleep.
I wake up the next morning later than usual. I already have an awful feeling. I smell the sweet smell of pancakes so I run down to the kitchen. I see my mom making pancakes and bacon. Everyone was surrounding the table, except for dad. He's always watching tv. He says it's "his escape from the world". More like an escape from us. I don't think he understands how bad it hurts us to see him like this.
I sit at my seat and devour two perfect pancakes. They were fluffy, round, chocolate chip, stack on top of each other with butter in between them, and syrup. Mom ALWAYS makes the best pancakes. As I take my last bite, my phone goes off. I look down to see Noah calling.
Noah never calls me..
I quickly answer. My heart was fluttering and my breathing was unsteady. "Hey. You-"
"Help me. I think I'm drunk, and I can't feel my toes."
"What? Noah, where are you?"
"I think I'm at Jordan's. Hang on dude." He slurred his words so bad. He was wasted.
"Oh my goodness. It's like, 12:45 and you're drunk." I was already in my room getting out of my pajamas when I said this so my parents didn't hear me.
"Hash tag yolo, Jorie."
"Don't you dare leave his house. I'll be there soon."
I quickly ran out the door. I hate it when he gets drunk. He kind of loses it. Not kidding, once he jumped off the roof into a pool, at Jordan's, then he went outside naked and blew the bull horn at passing cars, at Jordan's, and lastly, I got a call from the Jordan himself and he told me to come get Noah. When I got there, I couldn't find him. We literally looked everywhere. That is till I got a call saying he was somewhere dark and small. We again looked in every canvas of the house that was small and dark, and finally found him in the trunk of his Jordan's mom's car. He had on underwear and was duct taped like a mummy. The best part of that was pulling it off. He deserved it. I was going just a little to fast, but so was my mind. I pulled up to a red light, took a breath, and waited for it to change. It turned green and I took off again, but then everything went black..
What just happened?
