Bad Reputation

Bad Reputation (15)

Chapter 15

As it turns out, Landon had been very wrong. Riley stopped the motorbike in front of a small, one-story house. A rather large garden surrounded it. Cars were parked everywhere, in the small driveway and along the entire streets. The lights in the house were on and I could see the silhouettes of the people in the windows. The faint sound of music sounded in my ears as Riley took the key out of the ignition.

I jumped off, first, struggling to find my balance on these high heels. Riley got off after me, standing perfectly in her even higher heels.

“Is this a get-together in your eyes?” I asked her.

“I said it was a party, didn’t I?” Riley shrugged easily.

“Well, yeah, but…” 

“Are you ready?” Riley asked, completely avoiding the topic at hand.

This time, I shrugged. Parties weren’t my thing, and if this would be like that other one at Trinity’s apartment, then I wasn’t looking forward to it.

“Great,” Riley said, and then she began walking towards the house.

The closer we got, the louder the music became. By the time we stood at the front door, I could feel the ground vibrating under my feet and the bass pumping in my ears.

I could definitely see the difference between this party and Trinity’s one. It was so much louder here.

“Aren’t Jayden’s parents here?” I yelled over the music before we reached the door.

Riley shook her head. “His mother’s is almost always working night shifts.”

I noticed she didn’t say anything about his father, but I decided not to ask. That wouldn’t be appreciated, I knew.

There were several people spread around on the front lawn among the cars. A couple was making out on the two-step stairs in front of it. Others were just lying in the grass, passing a bottle between them.

Riley opened the door and walked inside. I followed after her, struggling to keep up in my heels. The music was louder in here. It hurt in my ears as I walked in.  I winced as I took in a few of the party-goers hanging in the hallway, red cups in their hands. I didn’t even want to think about what was in those.

I tugged my top up as Riley stormed through the dancing masses that occupied what I assumed was the living room. She hurried across the room and into an open doorway. What met us on the other side was definitely a kitchen, with an island in the middle. The counters were split in the middle by a glass door. Riley continued through, not once stooping. Her steps were determined, and there was an excited jump in her as she passed through. I was stumbling after her, tugging at my shorts to keep it down and my top to keep it up. What was the big rush? With how excited she seemed, I would have thought she would spend more time enjoying the feel of the party. Then suddenly, she stopped.

I bumped into her from behind, but she didn’t even notice.

“Fia, hey,” Riley said when she spotted a group of people on the outside.

I walked around her and stared at the group of people sitting in the chairs out here on the balcony. They were definitely older than us by a few years, perhaps twenty or twenty one. Sofia was standing at the edge of the crowd, staring at one guy in particular.

I could see they were passing a soda bottle with a tube out of the side around. They were sucking on it in turned. All of them seemed happy, like over the normal happy. They were all giggling like school girls.