Love Triangle (Wilkinson vs. Gilinsky)

3. Two Dates, One Day

SHAY'S POV

I wake up with a roaring headache. I check my phone and read the time: 10:50 AM. I nearly slept for 11 hours? I rub my eyes and try to recall the events of last night.

So I went with Sam...wait, where is Sam? Did he leave before I fell asleep? Did I...fall asleep in his arms? I mentally curse myself. You meet the kid less than a day ago and your drunk ass is already sleeping in his arms? Oh my goodness, your life isn't a freaking Nicholas Sparks novel, Shay. Get your shit together.

I attempt to crawl out of bed but I feel a sudden cringing pain in my head. I lay back down and tightly shut my eyes until the sensation faded. I open my eyes and grab my phone. I type out 'Please bring up some Advil for me. I can't get up.' and send it to my little sister, Daisy.

A few minutes later, Daisy walks into my room with a glass of water and two small pills in her hands.

"Are you sick?" Daisy questions, handing me the pills.

"No." I gulp down the water and pills and close my eyes, leaning against the backboard of my bed. Daisy is two years younger than me and we've been close ever since we were babies. She knows everything about me and I know everything about her.

"Seriously, Shay? Already?" I open my eyes and look at her, "What?"

"I'm just surprised you already made friends."

I give her a look and close my eyes again. I think about how fast everything has happened. Yesterday, I didn't know a single person in Omaha. Three hours later, I make out with two of the hottest guys in my school? My school that I've only gone to for a day?

"Soooo, fill me in." Daisy said after a moment of silence. "Unless your head still hurts."

The pain from my hangover slowly, but surely evaporated. I open my eyes and say, "Okay. So this boy, Sam, lives three houses down from us and he invited me to this party. When we got there, we started drinking and you know how that goes. Anyways, we started dancing and we made out. Then he took me home, carried me into my room and laid in bed with me."

Daisy looks at me with wide eyes. "And...what did you do in the bed?"

I look at her with a sly smile, "Oh...you know." She looks away awkwardly. I laugh and say, "I'm just kidding. We just kissed for a while and I fell asleep... In. His. Arms."

"Awwww!" Daisy exclaims with a giddy smile.

"No, not aw. He's gonna think I'm a creep! I barely know the kid and I fell asleep on him like we were a married couple."

"Whatever. So why do you seem so confused? It sounds like you had a good night."

"Oh. Right. So before the party, I went over this kid in my math class's house, Jack, to help him study for the quiz on Monday. So I ended up shirtless, making out with him on his kitchen counter." Daisy's mouth drops a bit. "And him and Sam may or may not be friends." And the rest of her mouth dropped.

"Shay...what do you mean may or may not be?"

"A girl in my English class said they were in the same group of friends, but I've never seen them together or mention each other."

Just then, my mom calls up the stairs for us, "BREAKFAST GIRLS!" The smell of blueberry pancakes fills the entire house and my stomach grumbles. Daisy and I rush downstairs and have a stack of pancakes.

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After breakfast, I walk back upstairs into my room and turn on the TV, still recovering from my hangover. I feel my phone buzz next to me and I check the caller ID: Jack.