Dude's A Lady?

Chapter Twenty Four

[Not edited--too tired--too lazy.]
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"I don't know what came over me. I-I never lose my cool like that. Sophia Pierce is the epitome of cool and I totally spazzed out when I saw them. Sawyer never said anything about us but he also never and I mean never talked about his girlfriend. I actually fooled myself into thinking she never existed. What was I thinking? I'm such an idiot!" Sophia rambled burning a hole through my carpet. I raised my eyebrow, amazed that she said all of that in one breath.

The girl had lungs. Hazel Grace Lancaster would be jealous.

"Um Soph-" I butted in before she continued on her TED talk. "You obviously went on a jealous rampage. You know because you're....jealous."

"I was not jealous of that-that-that-"

"Skankzilla?" I offered. Sophia paused her pacing to reprimand me.

"Now Vivian that's very mean."

"But accurate." I countered. "Just admit it, you were jealous. So what did my brother say when he ran after you?" I asked curiously.

"Nothing. He caught up to me but he kept opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water." she huffed throwing herself on my bed next to me. "Why is my life so complicated?" she pouted.

"You're preaching to the choir my friend. Life and its complications are my specialty." I grumbled annoyed.

"Speaking of complications, do you know why my brother and Blake were fighting?" Soph asked a little too casually. I frowned and shook my head.

"No idea. But whatever it is, I'm not sure I'll be able to fix it before I head back home." I admitted wearily.

"Trust me...you couldn't fix it even if you tried." Soph muttered under her breath.

"What are you-"

"I have a brilliant idea!" she cried out happily bolting up. "A guy on the team is throwing a party tonight before thanksgiving. He's calling it the drunks-giving the party that keeps giving."

"By giving you mean: sweaty grinding, handsy guys, unprotected and shameless teen sex, oh and the hangover that just keeps on giving." I smiled cheekily not really into the party scene. The Halloween party that resulted in a tattoo had physically and emotionally scarred me.

"You don't have to drink, we need a DD anyway. So are you in?" she asked.

"Play babysitter or watch the tenth season of criminal minds?" I pondered mockingly. "Soph you're making my decision way too easy."

"Oh come on, please? I need to get out for awhile and forget your stupid brother. I would call Marie but she sucks at the sympathetic friend role." Soph explained to me. I didn't see how I could be any help. Marie and I were one in the same that way. How could I console Sophia in a mosh pit of sweaty bodies, and teen angst?

"Why don't we stay in and watch Netflix? You never hear about anyone getting knocked up from a long night of Netflix." I argued trying my hardest to convince her.

That obviously didn't work.

"Three words for you, Netflix-and-Chill." she retorted and by the way my face fell she knew I lost this battle.

"I'll wear my worst clothes, I don't wanna get any teenage shame on my good clothes." I stated flatly.

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"It reeks of dog piss in here!" I snapped angrily covering my nose.

"We haven't even entered the house Vivian." Sophia argued grabbing my arm and dragging me after her.