Dodging Disasters ✔

Chapter Thirty-Three

33. Ron Doesn't Know The Lyrics to Last Friday Night

Travis and I hadn't officially broken up. But neither were we on talking terms. I'd avoided having breakfast with the group for the past two days by asking Jason to accompany me to some restaurant instead. During lunch, Travis would conveniently not show up, and I'd have dinner in my dorm room.

Everyone had begun to notice the change in our behaviours; even Professor Woods had frowned when she had entered the class and observed that Travis and I were sitting as far apart as we could. I'd been questioned by all of the group mates, but I'd just told them that I didn't want to talk about it. They surprisingly respected my decision and didn't try to pry further into the matter.

It hurt me a lot to see Travis this way, we weren't crying on the outside but I knew that it was as hard for him as it was for me. Both of us were hurting and it was pretty obvious to the rest that our relationship was extremely strained.

And that's why I did not want to go to the football success party.

"Oh come on, Mads!" Kay says as she sits in front of the mirror, with curlers in her hair. "I know there's something seriously wrong between you and Travis and I understand your need for privacy, but you have the right to forget about your problems and enjoy a bit for a night."

I sigh and plug in my earphones only to have it snatched out by Khushi. "You're coming to the party, whether you like it or not."

"Hey!" I protest as she pockets my earphones and walks to the dressing table.

"Kay's right, Mads." Anna says as she rummages through her closet, searching for something to wear. "You need this party, more than any of us."

"Yes, and Travis isn't whining like you." Susan states and I stare at her, an eyebrow raised.

She nods slowly. "Yeah, he's going to the party."

I sigh as a hundred thoughts enter my mind and with some weird determination, I quickly get off the bed. "I'm coming too, then."

"Great!" Liz exclaims, excitedly as I search my closet for something to wear.

I quickly pick a dark green, knee-length dress, and stride to the bathroom, locking it behind me. I change into it hurriedly, as everyone has almost finished dressing up except me.

I wash my face and dab it with the towel placed on the rack. Quickly applying a stroke of mascara and some red lipstick, I step out of the room, to see Kay taking off the curlers one by one, while Anna, Liz and Khushi sit all dressed up on my bed, discussing something.

My eyes land on Susan who is dressed in a black sequinned dress, and she's trying to put on a pair of black heels; a whistle escapes my lips. "You look hot."

She looks up with a blush, as she continues to struggle with the straps of the heels and says, "Thanks."

I wink at her and make my way to the others who have already begun discussing about the party.

"I'm staying sober," Anna states simply and Liz rolls her eyes at her.

"Good decision," I say, approvingly. "I don't know about me, though."

Susan who has finally managed to strap herself into the heels, joins in. "I'm drinking a lot. It has been a stressful few weeks, ugh."

"Who's going to drive us back?" Kay questions as she gets up from the stool, looking gorgeous as always, her hair curled up to her waist.

"Someone who stays sober," Khushi echoes my thoughts as she glances towards Anna who shrugs in response.

"What are you waiting for? Let's leave!" Kay orders and we nod our heads, making our way out of the room.