Playbook

Chapter 29: Mallory

"Are y'all going to the party tonight?" Grace asked before she took a sip of water. Sean was towel drying his hair at the time, but soon stopped.

"What party?" He asked back.

"Avery's..."

I ran a hair through my hair and laughed.

"Grace, you know we weren't invited."

"Yes, that is true. But... I was hoping you'd crash? I have an invitation and all the information. Y'all up for an adventure?" Aurelia eyed the few of us and smiled.

"I am," she whispered.

"Of course," I responded.

"What time?" Sean asked.

"Tonight at nine. Pick y'all up at eight thirty?"

"Sounds good," Trace answered as he shut the front door.

"How long have you been there?" Sean asked as he faced him.

"Long enough to hear it. What are we going to do?"

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I hopped out of the car, fixing my hair perfectly. I had one short shorts and a revealing top with too-small heels. My hair had been cut down to my shoulders, and my face had on a fair amount of makeup.

Aurelia got out after me, a cute and short sundress on her with sandals. Her hair had been curled, giving the illusion that it was shorter. Sean and Trace had on baseball hats, covering most of their faces.

Sean parked our dad's truck on the curb and hopped out. We walked together to the house. Grace joined my side.

"Glad y'all could make it." We smiled, nodded, and agreed with her. Once we entered the door in a single file line, we split our ways.

I took a cup out of someone's hand and took a long sip as I strutted away. I saw a group of boys standing in the middle of the room playing truth or dare. I smiled and continued to walk to them.

"Hi boys," I slurred. The one I was standing next to put his arm around me and smiled.

"Truth or dare, baby?" He asked.

"Dare."

"Take me upstairs." I bit my lip and smiled. I grabbed the strings of his hoodie as I pulled him up the stairs and away from the cheering boys. I took him into Avery's room and threw him down on the bed.

"Stay," I said as I went to her dresser across the room. There were six frames sitting on the piece of furniture. I smiled as I turned each of them over and opened them. I took the pictures out of frames and tore them up.

"What are yo-"

"Don't talk," I responded to him as I threw the remains of the pictures out of the window.

I went over to her desk and wrote a quick note with my left hand and set it by the frames. I heard faint steps, so I threw off my shirt and started to sway my hips. His eyes widened as he smiled. The door opened and a couple sucking each other's faces paused. I put my arms around myself.

"Excuse me!" I yelled. They started kissing again, left, and shut the door.

"Wow."

"I told you not to speak," I told him as I put on my shirt.

"C'mon, baby girl..."

"Nope. Mood killed. Get out."

"Is this even-"

"Get out!" He got up and walked out quickly. I smiled as I went to her closet. I grabbed the suitcase on the floor of her closet and threw it on her bed. I grabbed the most expensive shoes and clothes I could find and threw them in the case. I left a few outfits. I shut the suitcase and zipped it up.