Losing Charley

Chapter 13 Part 3

I walk into my room and change into what I love to wear, jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt. I pull my hair up and plop down on my bed to watch a little TV before figuring out what to do tonight. I turn on the Food Network and about doze off when I get a text from Cash.

Cash: Hope golf was great

Me: It was, should have seen my outfit lol

Cash: I bet, totally not u

Me: I know :) any news from Dustin?

Cash: Not yet, Tessa and him are getting close though I've seen him with her a lot

Me: thanks! Love u!

Cash: Love u 2

Dustin and Tessa. I would have never put them together. But then again, they do make a cute couple. If this would have been a month ago, I would have been furious, but I now know that Dustin is on our side. It's funny how things are beginning to change for Dylan. He just doesn't know it yet.

I pull myself off the bed and make my way to Caroline's room to see what is going on. She's in a towel, sitting at her makeshift bar, eating Stromboli, waving me in. Seriously, put on some clothes.

"How was golf?" she asks with a mouthful.

"Good, that place is huge! I felt like I was Scarlett in Gone with the Wind at that place. So, you gonna wear that towel out tonight?"

"You know I could start a new trend!" She winks. That is true. I have noticed that Caroline has a way with people and their attire. Whatever she wears, someone else has on within two weeks. She finishes her Stromboli and then pulls a cute pair of jeans and a one-sleeved top from her closet. As she's getting ready, Tori, Anna, Georgia, Jenny, and Cassie all walk in. I have a feeling they have a plan for us already.

"Hey, Char. While you were gone today, we found out they are partying in Irvin tonight on the third floor. We already got our drinks of choice, and no one needs to drive tonight. Let's all get tore up. Watcha think?" Anna asks.

"Y'all know I'm not big on that. I mean, I'll go have a good time and maybe let loose a little, but practice is going to come early in the morning."

I start to hear chicken clucking, and I know I'm in trouble. I think someone has been talking to Piper, Tessa, or Cash. I can't remember a time in my life that once someone called me a chicken that I didn't prove them wrong. Why should this be any different? Feeling strength within myself, I decide that it's time to do exactly what I use to love to do, party, have a great time with amazing people, and just be Charley.

"I don't know who y'all are cluckin' at, but this chick is game! Just remember that we have practice at nine tomorrow!"

"All right, mama hen! Get a cup and fill it up!" Tori basically yells at me. I know she doesn't mean anything by it, but sometimes she needs to learn to take it easy on someone's feelings.

I grab a cup, put it in my Koozie, and fill it up with Caroline's famous PJ. I have come to realize that it is a little bit of whatever is left in the fridge, but always items that I can trust. I've watched Caroline make it multiple times, and I trust her completely. Somehow it always tastes okay. Caroline turns on the radio, and we just chill before going to Irvin. You never want to be too eager going to a party in the guys' dorm. They just might think you're easy, which I'm not.

We are all three drinks in before we make the not so long walk across the volleyball court to Irvin. There are a few people standing outside the dorm as we approach. I can't help but wonder if one of them is Dylan's inside man. I glance at Georgia, and she nods. She's got my back... even if she is a little tipsy.