4 Miles to Paradise

Chapter 23: Tyler's Visiting? : Meet Rose's Parents

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Chapter 23: Tyler's Visiting? : Meet Rose's Parents

"Last night was insane! We danced, and I didn't think about Luke once! Or ever look at him—"

"Danced with whom, Penn? Pleaseee tell me you guys fucked!" She's excited, with wild wide eyes, a grin of teeth, and a mischievous blush in her cheeks.

"Ew Skye, NO! Just let me finish for once!" Rose's cheeks flush as well, though from embarrassment of Skye's blunt words. While they shouldn't surprise Rose; after all, her friends talk with this language, and she uses this language, Rose is not experienced when it comes to romance or sex. Winter's first kiss even came before Rose's, as hard as it is to believe!

Skye rolls her eyes, sticks out her tongue, but does a hand gesture to tell Rose to continue speaking.

"Penn was a...wonderful distraction. So after you left, I went back, danced with Penn, talked to Jerrimy, and had a chat with Charlie. But when I went back to the party, things get fuzzy. I do know, somehow, Penn and I ended up in the Jacuzzi, laying in the hot bubbling water, holding cups of beer, in bras panties and boxers, playing a question game. I thought about kissing him, and though we didn't, I've really got this feeling he wanted to kiss me too," Rose explains tensely, arms flailing, hair wild from being rolled around on throughout the night, and a giddy smile spreading across her face unconsciously.

Perhaps Skye was right vis-à-vis Penn; he could be precisely what Rose needs. That is, if she agrees to him.

"After the boys finished on stage, Luke picked up a chick, maybe two, at random, and went off in a black limo, with a bottle of champagne and a bag of what I can only imagine could possibly hold his change of clothes and condoms, lots of 'em!

The band were all staying in a hotel that night, since they're only here a few days, and they need to be in the studio this morning, which is a few minutes from their selected hotel. Because of Luke's activities in his and Maze's room, Tyler asked if he could crash here. I Okayed it, and when we were all ready to leave, I stole a towel from Charlie's bathroom, wrapped it around myself, with my clothes kept in my costume's wooden basket, and Winter drove us all home.

Finley and Winter were gonna hang out, Hawkins went home, East went home, Minny left with Giana and not us, and Jerrimy and Noah took a taxi to the hotel. But guess what happened right before we left?"

Skye looks at Rose, as she lies beside Rose on the girl's tiny bed, twirling her blue hair around her fingers, giving small awareness to Rose's big speech of what happened last night.

She yawns, in boredom. I was looking for a one-sentence rundown, not a damn scripted speech, she grumbles to herself in her head, but bites back from telling this to Rose.

"Doesn't matter if I guess. You're going to say it anyways, though I really don't care," Skye replies disinterestedly, gazing no longer at Rose, but around her room.

She saw the aged, peeling, floral wallpapers, covered in posters and paintings.

She saw the easel, brushes, and paints lying about in a corner, near the windowsill, though the glass was currently covered by white curtains.

She looked to the yellow, bruising, vintage books, and the new, intensely white, ones, scattered on shelves, on the floor, atop a nightstand, seemingly everywhere.