The Ride of My Life (an Ansel Elgort story)

Chapter 13

Lucy's POV

It's been a few days since Ansel kissed me and I've been dreaming about it ever since.

My phone rings and its Chloe. Wow. I haven't heard from her in a while. I answer just for my own amusement.

"Hey, bitch." She says.

"Back at ya." I say. Two words and she's already annoying.

"So, I was thinking, we should go to the mall or something and find some hot guys to hook up with. Wouldn't that be fun?" She says. Ugh.

"I'm sure it would be, but I'm not up for it. I'm seeing someone." I say.

"Whoooooo?"

"No one you know. Bye." I hang up. I don't want Chloe to know about Ansel because I know she'd want him. That's Chloe for you. Born to stab backs and steal men.

My phone starts ringing again and I'm about to chuck it at the wall, thinking its Chloe, but it's not. It's Ansel.

"Hey, what's up?" I say, very relieved I'm talking to him and not Chloe.

"I was wondering if you want to come to a party with me tonight?" Ansel says.

"Oooooh a real life college party?!"

"Hell yeah!" Ansel is very enthusiastic about parties.

"Yeah, sure, I'd love to go."

"Great! Be ready at 8. And bring a bathing suit."

We hang up and I'm left with my imagination of what I've pictured college parties being like. Oh, lord.