Falling - A Short Story

5

Brooke Havens

"And then what happened?" Jordana asked as I went on with the story about last night's events.

"Then he told me he was going to the bathroom and that he would be right back." I continued recalling the last thing I heard Max say to me yesterday.

"So you just decided to run away from him?" 

I nodded. "Yep, that's about right." I confirmed.

Jordana rolled her eyes and huffed as she ran her hands through her dark black hair. I know her too well to know that she is about to give me her disappointed look. God I hate when she does that.

"Look Jordy I'm sorry... It's just that you know how I hate those kind of guys and I swear I gave my best to keep myself interested on his shitty talk. I really did but it got to a point that I almost slept! I mean it! Right there in front of him. I'm truly sorry. At least I tried." She stared at me crossed-armed as apologized. 

"But hey! I have good news! I am now friends with a guy from our school!" I announced. Just as the words left my mouth a smile appeared on her face. She widened her eyes in surprise and sat closer to me on the couch.

"Really? You are? Who?" She asked eagerly. I laughed at her reaction.

"Really! We spend the night together last night. But calm down, no dirty shit. His name is Gregory James. I'm not sure if you know who he is." I told her as quick flashbacks from last night ran through my head like a train.

"OH MY GOD!" She yelled so fucking loudly that not only I got scared but I started to hear a buzz.

"Fucking Jesus, Jordana! What was that for?" I cried out loud, still unable to understand why was she reacting like that. 

"I'm sorry but I mean... YOU'RE GREGORY JAMES FRIEND?" She asked again.

Rolling my eyes, I replied. "Yeah I am! Now stop making a big deal about it!"

"Okay, but just tell me this... How? How did this happen?" She asked me perplexed.

"Well..." I began. Jordana looked so concentrated that I felt like I was teaching some meditation shit. "After my awkward meeting with Max, I went to get a beer and accidentally I ran into him. I remembered him from detention so I said hey. He said hey too then after some chit-chat we went to get some shots. We started talking and we got on pretty well. Then we got into my 'college boys situation' subject and I just started to get a little depressed so I... Erm... Went to the bathroom to smoke some weed with him." I told her the story but lowering my voice as I told the last part.

"You what?" She asked leaning forward. 

"I smoke some weed with him, okay?" I confessed.

She wasn't happy at all.

"YOU WHAT?" There she goes screaming again.

"JORDANA STOP THAT! Geez it's not like you haven't done it before." Now it was my turn to yell.

"I know I've done it before. In fact, I have done it with you but the point is we can't just involve other people we don't know into something we do. It's dangerous. I'm not sure if I trust him." She warned, pointing her index finger at me as if she was my mother. For more that I hate it when she does that I knew that she was kind of right. It was a wrong for me to do this but you know what they say. YOLO, right?

"Relax, everything went fine and we had a lot of fun together. You know he would eventually do it with someone else if not with me..." I argued, knowing that I had a good point.

"Do you at least know how he is now? I mean, if he had no bad reactions to it?" She asked raising one eyebrow.

"N-no...". Oh, I see where this is going.