chapter || 2 || kiss and tell

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(song: "River" - Bishop)


I stared up at the huge and expensive Nevada home of the Henry family

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I stared up at the huge and expensive Nevada home of the Henry family.

     Rich people were not in short supply when you lived in Las Vegas, but our part of town had been more of your average working-class until the high-end developments came up and changed everything.

     I never understood the idea of rich kids having house parties. I felt like a free invitation for people to steal your stuff.

     "Our first Patrick Henry party." Selena squeezed my arm at my side.

     I smiled at her. "Yeah, but for different reasons. You never went because your needy ass boyfriend gets too jealous of you going to parties. My reason is that I just don't like Patrick Henry."

     She nudged my shoulder. "You're the only girl I know who doesn't like Patrick Henry. He even got a handshake and photo-op with the Mayor of Las Vegas for his science project winning first place. He's a good guy."

     "We live in the biggest sin city in the world. Filled with drunks, gamblers, and prostitutes. Guys that nice don't exist, Selena. For instance, let's examine your boyfriend. You keep telling me all the time how nice he is. 'Oh he's so nice, oh he never cheats on me, oh he's always calling me every night'. Jon isn't nice, he's controlling. He never lets you hang out with anyone or have any friends. He doesn't even like any of the same things that you do."

     Selena rolled her eyes. "Right, so it's just better to always date horrible bad boys like you?"

     "With bad guys, I know what to expect. Good guys are a set-up for disappointment, but whatever. Let's just focus on having a good time."

     I pressed the doorbell and then worked to pull down my small dress as much as it would go so I didn't look like the night's entertainment.

     I could hear the music pounding inside. God, it was terrible music, but at least I could dance to it. After a few moments, I heard a voice call out through the door. "I got it!"

     The door swung open to reveal Patrick Henry. He was attractive in that classical kind of way. He looked fit from running track at school, but had the softest easy-going smile.

     "The party is here!" I announced as I posed against Selena's side embarrassing her.

     Patrick looked at the two of us like he'd just seen a ghost. "What are you girls doing here?"

     "We were invited, so here we are," Selena answered.

     "What, your party has too many girls already?" I asked while I peered past his shoulder to look at a few of the party-goers.

     He waved his arms to dismiss the idea.

     "No, no. It's just—I always invite you two and you never actually show up, so I'm a little surprised. It's good, glad you could make it. Come on in. Um, there's a pool in the back, food in the kitchen, dancing, and games in the living room."

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