Blacksburg

Crash :

Ever since aunt Viv found out that Mr.Brady was engaged, she's been kind of in a daze, mood , she doesn't wanna do anything and most of the time she's just in her room or she's at work. Peaches tried to talk some sense into her, explaining how he moved on and she shouldn't let him hold her back. But I understand he was her first love, he left and she figured she would never see him again, then he moves back and she thinks she'll have a chance only to find out that he is Engaged to get married. She need her time, I understand that.

"Rudy, your friend who is names after an open pastry or sponge cake is here!"
I giggled to myself rushing down the steps to see Flan sitting on the kitchen counter eating a bag of chips
"Why does she always say that when I come over."
"It's peaches, it's what peaches does."
She hopped down.
"So peaches is her real name."
"As far as I know."
"Wow, I'll name my child Pineapple."
She smiled to her self.
"Really, why pineapple."
"Good point, how about avocado?"
I chuckled.
"You freak."
Just as we were about to walk up stairs aunt Viv slowly came out of her room, in pajamas.
Flan and I watched her open the freezer grabbing a tub of ice cream and walking back to her room.
"She didn't grab a spoon."
"Man this is really bumming her out."
"How's she gonna eat ice cream without a spoon?!"
"It's been a week, a week!"
"No spoon, she has no spoon!"
"Oh my phones ringing..."
I rushed up stairs grabbing my phone off my bed.
"Hello?"
" Hi, is this Rudy Baines?"
"Who's asking?"
I said plopping on the bed, along with Flan.
"Steven, you know we met the other night...."
I nodded to myself.
"Hey, what's up?"
"The sky but that's a story for the other time, I was wondering if you had any plans tonight?"
"Uhh flan and I were...."
Flan shook her head no.
"Nothing that I know of why?"
"Well, I'm on my way to a party and I was wondering if you lovely ladies wanted to come join me."
Flan jumped up shaking her head yes, sitting up I bit my tongue.
"I'll text you my address."
"Great see you in a few."
Flan jumped up and down.
"Don't get too excited I have to ask aunt Viv."
"No-"
"Yes."
Walking out, down the stairs I knocked on aunt Viv's door.
"What?"
"Aunt Viv can I go to a party?"
"Party?"
"Mhm."
"Sure."
Flan screeched running back up stairs.
"Love you."
"Mhm."
I rushed back up stairs seeing Flan in my bedroom, going through my closet.
Texting Steven my address, I change into a pair of ripped shorts, keeping on my black V neck and red flannel. Flan on the other hand took one of my flannels wrapping it around her waist, on her holy jeans and a tank top, pulling her hair up in a pony tail.
"Wow."
"Hey you'll only see this on these occasions."
"Mhm."
Walking down stairs I saw Peaches cooking food.
"Where you ladies going."
"A party."
"Party?!"
"Mhm don't worry I already asked Aunt Viv."
"Hey, don't go into any closets, any bathrooms with broken locks and check the showers and-"
"See yeah peaches."
"You guys be safe okay."
I nodded walking out front seeing Stevens truck.
"Y'all ready to party!!"
"You bet!"
Sitting on the passenger side, Flan decided to be a rebel and sit in the bed of the truck.
I must say she was brave because Steven was driving pretty fast, like scary fast.
   Pulling up he got out, as the sun started to set the house was lit beautifully, looked a bit expensive though.
"So who's house is this?"
"Oh, Michael Perry's."
"This is Michaels house?"
"Yeah,  his parents are in  Jamaica for there anniversary or something."
"Oh."
Following Steven in side, there was not much room to move around, let alone walk around.
"Here drink this."
It was Flan handing me a red solo cup.
"What's in it."
"Beer you dumb nut, now drink up."
She chugged hers as she pushed my back, causing me to chug mine, nearly choking to death.
    Loosing Flan in the growing crowd I made my way to the back deck, that was completely empty.
"I didn't expect to see you here!"
Turning around I saw Michael making his way over, beside me looking out over the balcony with me.
"I would say the same thing but with it being your party and everything."
I said chuckling.
He smiled.
"So how are you liking Blacksburg?"
"Well considering it's been a little over a month since I moved here. I would call it a success as of right now."
"I feel like I have alit to do with that."
He chuckled.
"Is that so?"
"I mean yeah."
He winked at me, smiling and tilting my head down I felt my face get hot, he moved over looking. Up we were nose to nose, he looked in my eyes, he was going to kiss me, it was going to.-
"Oh there's my rutabaga."
Both turning around backing a good amount away from each other, we saw a slightly trashed Flan.
"Yup I'm right here."
"Well here."
She hands me another red solo cup but this time it's filled with a reddish liquid, meaning it wasn't beer anymore.
"I don't know-"
"It's called -"
Michael stepped up and caught the very unbalanced Flan.
"Why thank you, you kind sir."
She stuttered, her eyes were almost completely closed.
"I think we're done here."
"She might be but you're not."
"Uhh, I'm not one to drink much and-"
"Oh there it is."
"What?"
I looked around.
"The stiffness, it's coming out-"
"Shut up."
"Come on Gertie, loosen up.... Worse case Scenario is you end up in someone's yard, throwing rocks at there window, with a bottle of jack in hand and they call the cops on you."
He smiled walking inside I stood there for a second looking at the passed out flan on the patio swing. He was right I did need to loosen up and tonight was going to be that night, after about two hours I was at the best drunk stage, the in betweenez stage of hardly drink, and still there mentally then barley sane and responsible, slash able to stand without getting dizzy and the urge of barfing.
The crowd died down to where now it was mostly, who am I kidding. Some of the kids to the party else where, a few were passed out on the floor, walking around looking for Michael I saw Bethany .
"Hey, new girl."
"Hey, there queen Bitch."
I smiled at her walking to the bathroom.
Splashing some water in my face, thinking that it will sober me up I walk out to Bethany swapping spit with Michael.
"What the?"
Michael pushed away from her .
"Gertie it's not."
"Come on Michael forget about her you have me."
She was kissing on him as he pulled away, I rushed out the front door, not looking not paying attention while he screamed my name over the music and peoples voices . I didn't pay attention, I couldn't, my focus was on him, then boom, my focus wasn't in anything at all.
"Someone call 911."